Immediately, Lin Beichen's calm voice came through the communicator, "Lin Beichen is in position!"
Just then, he swiftly dodged behind the rock formation beside him.
He knew well that the shot he just fired had exposed his position, and the enemy snipers would surely retaliate.
Sure enough, the next second, a speeding bullet hit the rock he just hid behind, with a loud "bang," shattering it to pieces!
Debris flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.
...
Meanwhile, behind a pile of stones on the ridge, a boy who appeared to be thirteen or fourteen was lurking.
His skin was dark, his gaze sharp, fixed intently on the distant highland.
The two scars over his left eye and his deep, cold eyes added a touch of maturity beyond his age.
He was a sniper of the Zaka Organization, young but rigorously trained.
His skills were no less impressive than those of internationally renowned snipers.
His mission was to snipe those Huaxia soldiers, ensuring they did not survive.
Earlier, a cloud bursting grenade fired by the opposite side had obscured his vision, allowing their snipers to reach the high point.
Thus, after the other side fired at the mortar position, he immediately locked on to their position and fired back.
Unexpectedly, his shot missed the target.
In a daze, he seemed to see a phantom flash by, and then the bullet shattered the stone, but there was no one behind it.
He was confident his positioning was accurate, but reality left him stunned.
The boy stared through the sight at the opposing side, his cold gaze gradually replaced by fear.
He reached to grab a shriveled fruit from the tray beside him, stuffing it hastily into his mouth.
Snipers needed to stay in the same spot for long periods, so they were always prepared with such food to stave off hunger and relieve stress.
...
Lin Beichen stared toward where he had just shot and whispered through the communicator to Gu Shun, "Follow the original plan; you handle the rest of the mortars, that sniper is mine!"
This sniper's quick reaction was beyond his imagination, clearly an expert.
Lin Beichen's rare competitive spirit was ignited, ready to engage in a real showdown.
Gu Shun, upon hearing Lin Beichen's words, was slightly bewildered as he responded.
He had just ducked behind the rock, yet to set up his gun to aim, when he heard the sound of a bullet slicing through the air.
By the time he reacted, an enemy personnel who was installing a shell had already collapsed.
At that moment, Gu Shun was shocked.
He hadn't expected Lin Beichen to get into position so swiftly and successfully kill an enemy, with a speed that was astonishing.
Gu Shun marveled inwardly, realizing that this Lin Beichen's strength was indeed extraordinary.
He had always thought that in the entire Special Forces, the only one who could rival him was the former sniper Luo Xing of the Jiaolong Assault Team.
But now it seemed, Lin Beichen's abilities might be above his own. Could it be true that there is always someone better?
However, at this moment, Gu Shun had no time to ponder deeply; he knew the situation was dire, and neutralizing the enemy ahead was urgent!
Thus, he set up his gun and decisively fired, killing another enemy at the mortar position.
This shot caught the attention of the young enemy sniper.
The young sniper frowned tightly, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
He clearly remembered the first shot position of the opponent was not from here.
Moreover, these two positions were at least twenty meters apart; it was impossible for the opposing sniper to move so far right under his nose.
Just as he was stunned, he suddenly noticed something unusual ahead, and his pupils shrank dramatically!
Suddenly, the young sniper noticed a bullet coming from another direction ahead, heading straight for him.
He reacted instantly, diving toward a pile of rubble nearby.
Immediately following, a "bang" resounded as the bullet pierced through the rock where he had been hiding.
The boy's chest heaved intensely; he had barely managed to dodge the bullet with all his might.
Otherwise, the bullet might have already penetrated his skull.
He recalled the direction from which the bullet came, frowning tightly.
Two positions that far apart, shooting at them in such a short time, did it mean there were two snipers on the opposing side?
The young sniper speculated to himself, judging from the earlier situation, both snipers on the other side were not to be underestimated.
Particularly the one who shot at him just now; his instincts told him this was perhaps the strongest sniper he had ever encountered.
At this moment, a companion's voice came through the communicator, providing another sniper's specific location.
However, the young sniper knew immediately they had located another sniper.
But now he had no time to worry, as the sniper who shot at him had already locked onto him; he must focus entirely.
Meanwhile, just as he anticipated, Lin Beichen was aiming his gun, unwaveringly watching the direction where he was.
Lin Beichen had roughly determined his position now but had not yet fired because his sniper rifle was somewhat limited.
Judging from the previous shooting, the opponent might be using a Soviet-made SVD sniper rifle, which was much more powerful than his M20.
The boulder where the opponent was hiding was huge, and he wasn't confident he could penetrate it.
The situation was at a stalemate. Lin Beichen calmly watched the distance, his mind racing, and then his eyes flickered, an idea forming. He wasn't trying to outlast his opponent's patience, though snipers usually required patience, today he chose to do the opposite.