Chapter 702: Chapter 410: Winds Rise at Tan Junyue (Part 2) Within just a few hundred meters, six members of the Four Nations Alliance had already been sniped by him.
Qu Hang dropped his supply pack, clutching only his sniper rifle as he sprinted towards the mountaintop. Having scouted the area beforehand, he moved with speed. The soldiers of the Four Nations below, wary of being shot, cautiously advanced up the slope. By the time he reached his second sniping point, the elite soldiers of the Four Nations had only just arrived at his previous position.
Just as he raised his sniper rifle, he suddenly felt something was off; those people had all come to a stop.
Qu Hang keenly looked up, eyeing a magnified black dot, the corner of his mouth twitching, "This is really boring..."
"Boom!"
An artillery shell struck the mountaintop, sending Qu Hang flying like a feather in the wind; as he hit the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"He’s injured, don’t let him escape, kill him!"
"Kill this Donghuang sniper to avenge the general!"
The wind carried the chaotic sounds from the base of the mountain. Qu Hang hadn’t expected his misstep to inadvertently take down a general, but it wasn’t exactly a loss.
However, he definitely couldn’t stay at his previous location. These bastards were shelling him directly from below; he had to move, or he wouldn’t last a minute.
"Boom boom boom—"
More artillery blasts echoed from Tan Junyue, though slightly off from Qu Hang’s position.
"Boom boom boom..."
Angry curses emanated from below. Qu Hang had a faint feeling that the shells weren’t actually aimed at him. Looking back down the mountain, the original artillery position was in chaos.
Before he could pinpoint the source of the turmoil, a sharp killing intent swiftly targeted the center of his back.
Drawing a deep breath, Qu Hang sidestepped, exhaling a strong gust and using the recoil to move sideways, dodging the attack behind him.
"Eh!"
A clear female voice sounded from behind, as pristine as a shard of ice in sunlight.
Without looking, Qu Hang tilted his sniper rifle and pulled the trigger.
Yet the killing intent didn’t retreat; instead, it grew closer. Still mid-air, with a flick of the hand, a silver-white pistol fell into his grip. It was then that he saw who was attacking him.
A woman of the White Elephant, her face obscured by a faint, yellow veil. Her skin pale, a red dot on her forehead, she winked at Qu Hang, even as the serpentine dagger in her hand was about to pierce his heart.
"Boom!"
The violent sound of the Ming Lion could shock any first-time listener, and Tier Two Evolvers were no exception!
An intense flame burst from the muzzle, directly assaulting the woman’s face.
For a moment, the White Elephant woman hesitated, stepping back a few steps. In her mind, Qu Hang was already a dead man; injuring someone destined to die was not worth it.
Landing in a tree, Qu Hang tossed out two fragmentation grenades and dashed forward.
An assassin, the enemy he least wanted to face. Even though his wind manipulation made him more perceptive than the average sniper, dealing with an assassin was still troublesome.
Since the Mongoose advanced to Tier One, he hadn’t won against her in close-to-mid-range combat.
But that was because he held back some insidious tactics.
The explosion boomed behind him, accompanied by a sharp wail. The disheveled White Elephant woman pursued again, her veil scorched with several holes, fresh wounds marking her twisting waist.
As she passed between two trees behind Qu Hang, another fierce explosion suddenly erupted.
A slight smirk crept up Qu Hang’s lips. Running, he continued to throw out various small items. Tier Two Evolvers were sensitive to Pan Energy fluctuations, but these were purely technological creations and proved to be remarkably effective.
The White Elephant woman was furious and embarrassed. The angrier she got, the harder it was to catch Qu Hang.
In an armed squad, there simply were no "support roles"!
Even medics or perception-type Evolvers were well-trained elite warriors, proficient in combat across complex terrains.
They were first screened as warriors, and then combat roles were assigned based on their evolutionary abilities. That didn’t mean when they became medics, they only carried syringes and bandages, turning pale and frozen at the sight of the enemy.
If anyone foolishly treated the train’s "support troops" as lambs for slaughter, they’d encounter the current situation.
But Qu Hang wasn’t an ordinary Tier One either.
With a rustle, the White Elephant woman burst through the underbrush. Her beautiful face twisted slightly, staring at Qu Hang standing at the cliff’s edge. She didn’t speak, but the playful and carefree look on her face said it all, "Where do you think you’re going?"
Looking at the thousand-meter cliff beneath him, Qu Hang sighed softly, "Taking a path planned by others is still better than having no path at all."
The White Elephant woman couldn’t understand what he meant, merely treating it as his final words. Her pink tongue licked the serpentine dagger, advancing with seductive steps. Yet this time, she was extremely cautious, placing her feet very randomly, left and right.
Qu Hang stretched out his hands, and an empty test tube fell off the cliff, shattering below.
Seeing her actions, he couldn’t help but remark, "What’s the point of being cautious? It’s not triggered by steps, the remote is in my hand..."
The woman’s eyes turned suspicious, her steps halting.
She didn’t understand, but could feel Qu Hang’s confident demeanor.
"The wind’s picking up."
Suddenly, a gust swept from afar, causing the layers of trees to rustle and his gray-green coat to flutter dramatically above the cliff.
Qu Hang closed his eyes, feeling the fierce changes in his genetic makeup, as he let himself fall backward.
The White Elephant woman jolted in shock, the snake-like dagger slipping from her grip, but a moment later, it merely clipped a stray breeze while the man had already fallen off the cliff.
The woman rushed to the cliff’s edge, peering down, only to instantly screech and jerk back.