Luo Jun took the Barrett off and carefully poked the gleaming barrel of the SV-98 out.
The image in the scope was much smaller compared to the Barrett, making observation quite difficult. If he hadn't identified those two sniper positions beforehand, Luo Jun's trip would have been doomed.
"Huff!"
Luo Jun took a deep breath, deciding to shoot while holding his breath.
Breath-holding while shooting was highly unorthodox, not only would it accelerate the heartbeat but also cause dizziness due to lack of oxygen in the brain.
But Luo Jun had no other choice.
Because this range was already at the limit of the SV-98, the bullet would drop significantly, and the point of impact could even fall outside the scope. Holding one's breath could temporarily improve shooting accuracy.
"Wind speed, wind direction, temperature, gravitational pull..."
Luo Jun constantly observed and calculated various parameters affecting the trajectory, while continuously adjusting the elevation knob. At this moment, he was completely in the zone, like a war god descending.
"Go meet your maker!"
Luo Jun aimed at the upper sniper, whose raised head in the scope was about the size of a sesame seed, but this did not affect Luo Jun's shooting at all.
"Bang!"
The silenced bullet shot out, tracing a perfect arc in the air.
The next second, the sniper's head jerked back from the bullet's impact, and then the head fell with a thud.
The observer next to him changed color dramatically, instinctively reaching for the sniper rifle, but before he could grab it, another bullet flew over, missing his head by an inch but striking his shoulder.
"Argh!"
The man cried out in pain, rolling down the slope.
"Damn it!"
Luo Jun cursed. He was just a centimeter off from killing the observer before he could make a sound!
But now, it had directly affected Luo Jun's concealed shooting!
Luo Jun didn't dare hesitate. Before the sniper below found him, he immediately aimed at that sniper.
They had apparently heard the scream. The observer next to him shrank back, but stuck the scope out from the rock crevice, while the sniper next to him also crouched down.
His head was completely hidden behind the rock.
At this point, Luo Jun couldn't care less. He put the SV-98 aside and used the Barrett instead.
He didn't want to waste the Barrett's bullets either, but in this situation, if he didn't use it, the enemy would quickly lock onto him, and he couldn't escape since he had no retreat route.
Luo Jun quickly adjusted the Barrett and fired directly at the rocks piled in front of the sniper.
A deafening bang. The powerful recoil pushed the barrel back a bit. The bullet had struck the rocks in front of the sniper, instantly shattering them to pieces. The sniper lying behind had his entire head blown apart by the bullet.
At that very moment, the observer next to him reacted extremely quickly in his terror, grabbed the rifle, and ran into the woods.
Luo Jun immediately reloaded and moved the Barrett.
"Bang!"
Another gunshot. The bullet went straight through the tree the observer was using as cover, bursting out from behind the tree and hitting the fleeing man's thigh, tearing the entire leg apart and sending it flying onto a nearby rock.
At this time, a bullet was fired toward the rock crevice in front of Luo Jun, grazing his left arm.
A searing burn shot into Luo Jun's brain.
"Damn it!"
Luo Jun cursed and lay flat, motionless.
He knew that shot came from the injured observer, who was now definitely locking onto his position through the scope! Luo Jun wouldn't dare move an inch or that wolf-like sniper would take him out with a single shot.
"Fuck!"
The man felt waves of pain from the wound and cursed, carefully taking out an adrenaline shot from his pocket and injecting it into his thigh.
Meanwhile, the sniper whose leg was blown off had already gone into shock, with no hope of survival.
He knew he could only rely on himself now.
And he couldn't let his guard down for a second, it was either Luo Jun or himself who would die.
Now Luo Jun also glanced at his left arm. The torn clothes showed no blood, but the burning sensation was evident.
Luo Jun was grateful the bullet had only grazed his arm instead of going through it.
He didn't dare raise his head, carefully turning the Barrett to the side and deciding to shoot from an extremely low side-head sniper position.
But even this small movement prompted another shot from the enemy, this time hitting the Barrett's scope. The heavy rifle shook violently from the impact, stinging Luo Jun's wrist. Fortunately, he hadn't put his eye to the scope yet, or the bullet would have gone straight through his eyeball into his brain.
"Damn it!"
Shards of the shattered scope cut Luo Jun's right cheek, blood gushing out and dripping onto the moist ground.
He didn't know if the mercenary reinforcements had arrived yet. Otherwise, Luo Jun would be surrounded by them within two hours.
Luo Jun never expected the observer to be so formidable!
He could only lie there motionless, trying to make the enemy think he had been killed.
The observer's scope was of the same caliber as Luo Jun's SV-98, so it would still be difficult to see if he had really killed his target. He could only rely on experience to tell if he had hit the mark.
At this point, it came down to endurance.
Luo Jun remained completely still for an hour. Then, he reached out and dragged the fallen Barrett over. The enemy didn't open fire again.
But that didn't mean the enemy had stopped watching him. It was possible he knew Luo Jun was probing and deliberately didn't shoot.
To prompt the enemy to fire, Luo Jun carefully removed his steel helmet and placed it on a rock that had rolled in front of him, making it look like his head had accidentally peeked out.
But the enemy still didn't shoot.
The sniper watching Luo Jun's position sneered coldly.
"You think you can fool me with such a cheap trick?"
The sniper, looking a bit pale from his untreated wound but persisting through sheer willpower, was certain Luo Jun wasn't dead.
He saw Luo Jun's helmet move deliberately, but still looked disdainful.
High-level snipers like them had seen through such tricks long ago. He wondered, if he had a Barrett, he could have taken out that pretentious fool with a single shot.
"To be mauled by such a lousy sniper and suffer heavy casualties in our sniper unit, what a disgrace. I won't be able to show my face back at base for who knows how long... It's a good thing I switched positions with the observer in advance, or I'd be the one dead now."
The man cursed inwardly, eating a chocolate bar, but never taking his eyes off the scope.
But the next moment.
His face suddenly froze. By the time he reacted, a bullet had already pierced his forehead, flying out from the back of his head.
"It's over!"
Luo Jun spat, gathered the Barrett, and dashed into the woods.
That guy only realized at his dying moment that the helmet trick was indeed a probe, but Luo Jun had merely tested it before immediately putting on the helmet himself and risking his life to aim, turning himself into the prey to lure the predator!
Luo Jun had deliberately moved his head, making the enemy think he was still just probing.
Because if he didn't shake his head, it would be difficult for the enemy's scope to detect him, the enemy naturally assumed that this was just a probe. What sniper would shake their head while aiming to shoot?
From the moment the enemy underestimated Luo Jun, they had already fallen into his trap.
Luo Jun swiftly ran towards the opposite hill, knowing that the mercenary main force would arrive soon!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
