Strongest Soldier King

"Not good, I've been spotted, cover me while I rush over." Ghost Hand lay in the depression, not daring to move, hands over his head, speaking through his headset. The bullets were too intense and accurate, nearly whizzing past Ghost Hand's back due to the angle, causing Luo Zheng's heart to race as he hurriedly aimed his gun.

The gunfire exposed the shooting position, making it easy to locate. Luo Zheng quickly pinpointed one of the firing spots, and through the sniper scope, he could clearly see bullets continuously firing from it. There was just one shooting hole, the size of a fist, and the target's position was not visible. Luo Zheng estimated the distance and the enemy's position and height, adjusted for wind speed, and then decisively fired.

"Whoosh!" The bullet roared away, tracing a scorching trail through the Void, and instantly penetrated the wall. The stone house was not sturdy, just piled up with rocks without reinforcing steel or concrete, so the bullet blasted open the stone, revealing a hole as big as a washbasin.

Luo Zheng wasn't sure if he had hit the target. Seeing that the firing spot had ceased, he quickly locked onto another position and struck again. After firing, Luo Zheng didn't bother to see the result but swiftly changed his sniper position, running to take cover behind a large tree diagonally across, and aimed again.

Luo Zheng fired five shots in one go; each one taking out a firing point. He wasn't sure if he had killed anyone, but seeing no return fire, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Ghost Hand had already leaped from his cover, bounding forward about fifty or sixty meters in a series of quick sprints, almost reaching the room. Suddenly, gunfire erupted from a house.

"Not good." He quickly aimed, and from the corner of his eye, noticed Ghost Hand suddenly taking a sharp turn to the other side, lowering his body even more. After running forward five or six meters, he sharply turned again, moving swiftly. Luo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and focused entirely on aiming, centering himself, calming his breath, and decisively striking.

"Whoosh!" The bullet roared again, blasting a hole through the wall and causing its collapse. The gunfire ceased. Watching this, Luo Zheng heaved a long sigh of sigh relief. He saw Ghost Hand had reached a wall, and he completely relaxed, confident in Ghost Hand's ability to protect himself once near the room.

Soon, Luo Zheng saw Ghost Hand dash into an alley and quickly said, "Brother Ghost Hand, could you clear the enemies to the west? I'm preparing to come over and assist you."

"The terrain is very complicated; you don't need to come; I'll scout the enemy situation," Ghost Hand bluntly rejected Luo Zheng's suggestion, although Luo Zheng had phrased it as a request.

Luo Zheng knew he couldn't command Ghost Hand and wasn't familiar with the situation inside. He didn't take offense to the refusal and suddenly heard intense gunfire and screams through Ghost Hand's headset from inside the buildings, startling Luo Zheng. He wanted to ask, but he restrained himself, and then Lan Xue's voice came through the headset: "Ghost Hand, report your situation."

"It's nothing, just a bunch of desperados hiding in the room, scaring women and children," Ghost Hand casually replied.

Hearing the intense gunfire beside his ear, Ghost Hand's casual words didn't reassure Luo Zheng, and he said immediately, "I'm going to help him, cover." Saying this, he sprinted forward. Perhaps all the enemies were distracted by Ghost Hand, and no one noticed Luo Zheng running swiftly forward.

Halfway through his run, suddenly, a barrage of bullets swept through. Luo Zheng was shocked, his whole body breaking out in a cold sweat as he watched the bullets whiz by. Though the hit rate was not high, it was still terrifying, making his scalp tingle and his heart race. At this life-or-death moment, Luo Zheng felt his adrenaline surge, boosting his speed dramatically.

Fortunately, the gunfire position had been cleared by Lan Xue and Meng Zhu from behind, and from a distance of over a hundred meters, Luo Zheng exploded forth with unprecedented speed. He finally made it through with more alarm than harm, leaning against the wall, gasping heavily. His heart pounded fiercely and his body was feverish. He hurriedly took deep breaths to calm his heartbeat and regain his composure.

"Are you alright?" Lan Xue's anxious voice rang out beside him.

"I'm fine." Luo Zheng replied, and rushed toward the direction of the gunfire. Soon he discovered in the alley ahead, Ghost Hand was counterattacking from a precarious position, fiercely battling a dozen desperate thugs. The ground was littered with bodies, clearly Ghost Hand's handiwork. Knowing Ghost Hand's gun skills, Luo Zheng pulled out a grenade, pulled the pin, and threw it forcefully toward the enemy. He then surged forward, leaped powerfully, and flipped onto the rooftop.

There were no enemies on the rooftop. Luo Zheng crouched and advanced quickly for a dozen meters, then lay down, aiming his gun without hesitation at an enemy below. From his elevated position, his view was excellent. Luo Zheng quickly locked onto a target who was firing wildly, screaming hysterically, clearly blinded by rage.

Just as he was about to shoot, Luo Zheng noticed a body lying not far from his target, with a grenade attached to it. He moved his aim, his crosshair locking onto the grenade. Luo Zheng relaxed his body and mind, forced himself to calm down, slowly squeezed the trigger, breathed in, breathed out, and fired.

"Boom!" The grenade exploded, emitting a loud blast. Countless fragments flew wildly, tearing the concealed enemies around it to the ground, shredding their muscles and organs. Once the kinetic energy was exhausted, the shrapnel remained inside the bodies of the targets.

Seeing this, the remaining enemies panicked and fled. Ghost Hand seized the opportunity to look up and swiftly locked onto a target. His automatic rifle fired, "Bang bang bang!" A series of burst fires strung together, mimicking the effect of continuous shooting. The precise burst fire hunted down each exposed target one by one.

Luo Zheng was surprised when he saw Ghost Hand turn burst fire into a continuous firing effect. He had underestimated Ghost Hand's capabilities. The shells continuously ejecting from the barrel appeared like Death Sentences dropping to the ground with a crisp sound, echoing the cold laughter of the Death God, making it chilling.

"I'll cover you, go blow up the radar." After emptying a magazine, Ghost Hand quickly ducked back into cover, changing his magazine while shouting out. His voice was calm, devoid of any tension from battle, truly a seasoned veteran.

Influenced by Ghost Hand, Luo Zheng completely calmed down, responded affirmatively, and quickly glanced at the target, less than three hundred meters away. He swiftly took out the explosives, loaded them, aimed from a kneeling position, then suddenly saw someone clambering onto the rooftop. He was startled and desperately dove to one side.

"Da da da!" Countless bullets came flying, turning his previous position into a mess, sparks flying everywhere.

"Damn!" Luo Zheng was furious as he missed a great opportunity. Catching movements from the corner of his eye, he noticed many people climbing onto the rooftop. Startled, he sprang up, and with a tiger's pounce, he lunged forward.