Ace of the Dragon Division Chapter 213 Even a fleet-footed runner can’t escape Part two

Chapter 213 Even a fleet-footed runner can’t escape (Part two)

“Retreat and gather with our friends of the 28th MR.” Huang He yelled, and all the soldiers rose from their cover.

They were all within Xu Cheng’s range of sniping. Xu Cheng’s lips curved up slightly as he aimed at the back of the helmet of a slow-moving guy.

Bam!

The soldier immediately fell; then with three shots, another three soldiers were eliminated.

Looking at the four eliminated teammates and the positions of the red paint, Huang He immediately determined the direction of the sniper; he yelled, “Get in cover! Our enemy is a sniper! Our eye’s already been eliminated!”

At this moment, the soldiers of the 13th MR heard the gunshots and came to investigate.

“Captain Huang, the bastards of the 13th MR have come; do we run or not?”

Huang He: “No, we can’t. The sniper is good and has gotten five of our soldiers. He must be on the hillside. His marksmanship is excellent since he can hit us from so far away.”

At this moment, his teammates hiding behind the big tree panted and said, “Captain Huang, there are no good snipers in the 13th MR. Are you sure you’re not mistaken?”

Huang He narrowed his eyes. “That’s what I’m worried about. If that’s true, it means we’re targeted by soldiers from two teams.”

“You mean just as we did, they also joined hands to deal with us and will then split the loot?”

“Captain Huang, Pao is fast. He can run in and get the 28th MR to help us.”

Huang He shook his head. “No. Sniping one moving target is very easy. We don’t know how many snipers they have. Just now, they got five of us in ten seconds. Do you think they were killed by one sniper? I think there are at least three of them. Despite A’Pao’s (TL Note: a common nickname format to add A’ in front of the first name) fast speed, he’d be in danger if three snipers shoot at him.”

Huang He took off his jacket to test the waters; if the sniper was still aiming at their spot, he would shoot at the jacket.

When his jacket was tossed out and dropped to the ground, no shots came.

Huang He sighed in relief. “It seems that they left. A’Pao, go and get back-up from the 28th MR. We’ll cover for you and block the 33rd MR.”

A’Pao nodded. “Don’t worry. I was the champion of the national running competition in the army and the world record holder of the 100-meter sprint. Even if the sniper is still there, I’d leave him in the dust.”

Huang He nodded. “Old Tie, take off your jacket and try again. If no shot comes as the jacket falls on the ground, A’Pao, you can dash out.”

A’Pao nodded and then Old Tie tossed his jacket out of their vision range.

Xu Cheng aimed at them but didn’t fire; he snorted, “Man, you’re indeed cautious. Tossing once wasn’t enough, you have to do it again.”

He felt speechless, thinking, “I can see everything with my penetrating vision and knew you would toss out your jackets. If the sniper bullets could pierce the big tree, I’d have blind-sniped you guys long ago!”

Hearing no shots when Old Tie’s jacket flew out and landed, A’Pao, the fleet-footed runner, dashed out; meanwhile a sniper shot came, and Huang He and his comrades watched as A’Pao was shot down from midair and dropped to the ground on his face…

“Fack!” they yelled at the same time.

In the spectator center, some commanders gasped.

“Any melee elites would be killed by this sniper with one shot. And if one shot wasn’t enough, at most two shots!”