The Woman Who Fought in Secret

Luo Jun took out the observation telescope confiscated from the observer. He hadn't used it when it was confiscated before. He just wanted to use it at night to see if it was really malfunctioning.

The observer's telescope was not an ordinary telescope. There were electronic components inside, such as low light amplifiers or infrared sensors.

It was not easy to detect during the day. Some observation telescopes detect lights. The one Luo Jun had in his hand did not have a detection light.

He turned it on and activated the night vision function, but it clearly did not work.

"It can't really be so weird, can it?"

Luo Jun tried it repeatedly several times, but it really didn't work at all. Of course, it was also possible that the components were damaged or the battery was dead.

Without the night vision function, this gadget was still very useful and could not be replaced by an ordinary telescope, because it had mil dots like a reticle.

These mil dots were important quantified markers for ranging.

They were not just engraved on like a ruler. In a zoom lens, they would change with the zoom to keep each mil dot at a constant ratio.

Simply put, this mil dot would not lose its ability to be a range reference standard when you magnified the image.

Now it was night time. It was difficult for Luo Jun to use the telescope to measure the distance between the mothership and himself, but he could measure the distance to the small hill roughly halfway between him and the mothership.

Then he could roughly calculate the distance from his location to the mothership, and estimate the distance from the shelter to the mothership.

This was not difficult for a sniper.

He was using an American telescope. The mil dot standard was 6400 mils distributed over 360 degrees. If it was Eastern, it would be 6000 mils. So each mil dot was approximately 1 mil.

The mil dots themselves had diameter. This was a parameter that many soldiers who had been soldiers for half their lives did not take into account when shooting.

The diameter of each mil dot was 0.2 mils. The ellipse's longest axis was 0.25 mils.

With this knowledge, Luo Jun quickly calculated the distance between himself and the mothership using the distance calculation formula (target size x 1000 divided by mils equals distance). This data was generally calculated by the observer. Although the sniper also had the ability to calculate quickly, they often could not react in time amid the ever changing battlefield.

So the observer was very important to the sniper.

As an observer, there must be an observation log, recording environmental data like wind speed, wind direction, air temperature, humidity, etc.

Luo Jun was a lone agent who served as both observer and sniper.

Luo Jun didn't need an observation log. Through mental calculation, he quickly calculated the distance between himself and the mothership.

"Damn, over six kilometers! Even farther from the shelter!"

Although the fastest way was to go along the river, the river bank was definitely unsafe. Otherwise, the observer would not have deliberately said before he died that their people were stationed along the river.

Who knows, maybe traps were laid all along the river!

This was not an ordinary mountain road. They had to be careful of traps on this rugged path. Advancing one kilometer per hour would be considered fast.

Luo Jun calculated that from the shelter to the mothership, he would have to walk at least eight hours on the rugged path. Round trip would basically take a whole day. If combat was included, he might be gone for three or four days without being able to come back. He obviously couldn't carry enough food for that long.

He definitely couldn't set out tonight. It wasn't very convenient to leave either. After all, who knew what he might encounter in the pitch dark forest, even if there were no venomous snakes, poisonous insects were ubiquitous.

Luo Jun could only spend the night enduring the cold wind on the mountaintop.

The women had been hoping to see Luo Jun come back, but his figure did not appear until the sun went down.

They all looked very uneasy.

Although Li Shi had listened to Lorna's words and held Luo Jun in even greater awe, with Luo Jun not coming back, she was also very uneasy. The three women tossed and turned restlessly in the shelter after dinner, unable to fall asleep.

So they confided to each other about their past lives.

Although they were in the same shelter, they had never gotten to know each other like today. If it wasn't for Luo Jun, the man who represented safety, not coming back, they probably wouldn't have had this opportunity to confide.

Confiding now could increase each other's trust.

Otherwise, the three of them would not have been able to get along in the future. With Luo Jun not coming back, it was a warning to them that if anything happened to Luo Jun in the future, they would have to rely on each other.

Since they had to rely on each other, frankness was a must.

They talked about each other's past lives for a long time, and finally talked about Luo Jun and Lorna again.

Although Li Shi and Jenny knew the relationship between Luo Jun and Lorna was extraordinary, they did not know the specific reasons.

To gain the trust of the two women, Lorna also talked about running for President of the United States.

If Lorna succeeded, she would become the first female president of the United States. But she faced suppression everywhere. The supposedly free America had never had gender equality.

Because Lorna was beautiful, she was often maliciously accused by some of sleeping her way to the top.

When she appeared at public speaking events, people always paid too much attention to her figure and looks, and even when she was speaking, hecklers from opposing factions would come disrupt, shamelessly exposing their disgusting junk.

But Lorna still had high approval ratings among the public despite this.

However, the CIA's Smith worked for the incumbent president. Luo Jun had been arranged by Smith to come assassinate Lorna.

As for the plane crash, whether that was arranged by Smith was unknown.

Li Shi and Jenny now knew Luo Jun's identity, why he had come to assassinate Lorna, and why he didn't kill her.

These topics absolutely could not be discussed if Luo Jun was around.

Although Luo Jun sometimes appeared very gentlemanly, even giving off an approachable impression, no one had seen the indifference when he slit throats, or the calm when killing enemies. Who could imagine what kind of man he was?

No one knew how many people he had killed in his life, except himself.

Luo Jun's identity sounded frightening, but it also had its bright side. At least since getting to know Luo Jun, they had been under Luo Jun's care.

Even Lorna had developed peculiar feelings for Luo Jun, let alone the two younger women.

After understanding Luo Jun's experiences, although Li Shi and Jenny acted afraid, they actually harbored an indescribable fondness, or sense of security.

Because a man who feared no enemy, who was both angel and demon, was an irresistible existence for women.

What women wanted was not a man who slobbered over them like a pug dog. They wanted an unapproachable yet mysteriously charming strong man.

The women didn't dare show that they liked Luo Jun, because that could make them targets for the other women.

Although Li Shi was still young, after hearing about Luo Jun's identity, she even wondered if Lorna just didn't want her to become a rival, so deliberately scared her to make her withdraw from the competition?

After all, she was young, and also a Korean with Chinese heritage and cultural background.

The hidden contest between the women had begun from this moment.

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