The Age of the Wolf Pack Tyrant

Chapter 18 The Terrifying Suppressive Power of the "King of Soldiers"

"Um!"

Xing Tian understood Chen Jun's meaning: firing the gun would expose their position and attract other bandits, making all the previous preparations useless.

There is no stubbornness.

Xing Tian handed the gun to Chen Jun and skillfully took out the crossbow from behind his back.

Set the bowstring, nock the arrow, aim, and fire.

"Whoosh~~"

The arrow flew silently through the air.

The crossbow bolt had extremely strong penetrating power at a distance of about ten meters. It hit the target in an instant, piercing the back of the head. The entire killing process was smooth and effortless.

The sniper, who had been arrogant and cocky for over an hour, collapsed to the ground and met his end.

"That was awesome, a headshot!"

Chen Jun excitedly patted Xing Tian's shoulder so hard that Xing Tian winced in pain.

Having already taken down four bandits, Chen Jun and Xing Tian's resilience had increased significantly, and they no longer had much psychological burden in shooting from a distance.

However, just as the two men were thrilled by their successful ambush, a gunshot suddenly rang out from their right.

"Da da da..."

The bullets arrived before the gunshots.

Chen Jun and Xing Tian were completely unprepared. The incident happened so suddenly that they didn't have time to take any precautions, and blood spurted from their bodies almost simultaneously.

Fortunately, both of them were in excellent physical condition and reacted quickly to dodge.

Chen Jun lunged forward and dodged onto the windowsill. His right hand instinctively reached for the area under his left rib. The touch was sticky, warm, and damp, and he knew without a doubt that he was injured.

However, Chen Jun was not too worried because he knew the injury was not serious; it was probably a superficial wound with a relatively large opening, which was why there was more bleeding.

Only superficial wounds do not cause pain at the onset of injury; if internal organs are injured, there will be immediate and severe pain.

The enemy's bullets continued to come, shattering all the glass around them. Chen Jun, ignoring his wounds, raised his gun above his head to retaliate.

"Da da da da..."

The African version of firing a gun overhead prioritizes safety above all else; accuracy is not a consideration, and the main purpose is to intimidate.

The effect was very good; the opponent was disrupted and switched from sweeping fire to single shots.

Xing Tian was more seriously injured than Chen Jun. His left upper arm was pierced by a bullet, and even though the bone wasn't broken, the intense pain made him pale.

Unable to raise the gun and shoot with one hand, he had to treat the wound on his upper arm first.

The first priority is to stop the bleeding.

Xing Tian tore a strip of cloth from his clothes and used his mouth and right hand to tie it to the muzzle of the gun that had pierced his left arm, applying simple pressure to stop the bleeding.

This is a bleeding-stopping method that even ordinary people know, and it's perfect for an emergency like this.

"Let's go, we have to get out of here. His marksmanship is too good, he's obviously a professional. We're not even in the same league, we have no chance in a head-on confrontation."

Seeing that Xing Tian had temporarily treated his wounds, put his gun away, and changed to a new magazine, Chen Jun said again, "I'll suppress him with firepower. You quickly retreat to the corner of the corridor and find a way to fire back to cover me, understand?"

"good!"

Despite the excruciating pain in his arm, Xing Tian didn't bother wiping the dense sweat from his forehead. After Chen Jun fired again, he crouched low, gun in one hand, and rushed towards the door.

When he reached the corner of the corridor, he slung the gun around his neck and held it in one hand, pointing it towards the end of the corridor.

This shooting posture was a technique that Xing Tian's older brother, Xing Feng, taught him when he returned home to visit his family. It was specifically designed for shooting with only one hand due to an injury.

Seeing that Xing Tian had already reached his position, Chen Jun also sheathed his gun, bent over, and ran towards the door.

Cross-cover operations.

The two worked together more and more seamlessly.

Despite their seamless teamwork, both Chen Jun and Xing Tian harbored regrets.

There must be no carelessness on the battlefield, and one must not relax vigilance and start celebrating the victory before the battle is completely over.

If they had been a little more cautious and hadn't stood there so brazenly...

No matter how powerful the enemy who was hiding was, it was impossible for them to easily take down both of them at the same time. If they hadn't been lucky, they would have both been eliminated just now.

This is the price to pay for being a novice on the battlefield, and it is also the blood and fire that an excellent soldier must experience.

Seeing Chen Jun trying to escape, the hidden bandits clearly didn't want to let the two rats go. They immediately emerged from their hiding place and began chasing them down the corridor.

But as soon as he stepped into the corridor, he caught a glimpse of a gun barrel around the corner in the distance.

An ordinary person would definitely die here, but he was clearly a veteran of countless battles, and his physical reaction speed was far superior to that of ordinary people. He fell back with a single backward movement.

Xing Tian immediately opened fire as soon as he saw the person come out, but the bullet hit the wall and missed.

"This guy reacts so fast, so incredibly fast."

Xing Tian finally witnessed the terror of a master. The speed of their reaction made him feel inferior and extremely envious, while alarm bells rang loudly in his mind.

If the pursuers are such powerful experts, then their situation will be even more dangerous.

Xing Tian was still shocked by the opponent's speed when his pupils dilated in shock. He couldn't continue firing to suppress the enemy and was forced to shrink back into the corner.

Then...

"Da da da".

Bullets rained down on them.

The impact point was very accurate, and the bullet dispersion was very small, all hitting the spot where Xing Tian had just peeked out.

"That's fast. He must be a veteran, maybe even from a foreign military, like the kind of elite special forces soldiers you see on TV."

Chen Jun witnessed the opponent's continuous counterattack and was also deeply shocked.

He rushed out from a place with no visibility, quickly took cover when he spotted the enemy, accurately judged Xing Tian's gun line, lay on the ground and peeked out to fire, and his bullets were so accurate.

If Xing Tian had been even a second slower in retracting his head, his head would have exploded into a watermelon.

From the initial dodge to the counter-attack, the entire process took less than two seconds, as if etched into muscle memory, as smooth as eating Dove chocolate.

Anyone with that kind of strength who claims to be an ordinary bandit will be met with a sharp rebuke from Chen Jun.

"If I had his skillful combat techniques, rich battlefield experience, and my explosive physique, I wouldn't need to run away in such a sorry state. I could become Rambo and wipe out all these bandits with a flick of my wrist."

Chen Jun dreamt of it with envy and longing, but his hands moved quickly.

After replacing the last full magazine and dodging the stone chips that bounced from the corner, Chen Jun said seriously, "This guy is too fierce. We can only be suppressed and beaten."

Moreover, gunshots were heard on this floor, and the pursuing thugs will soon swarm in.

I only have one magazine left. Continuing to waste time here is a dead end. We need to move the battlefield and find another place to hide.

Knowing that the opponent is exceptionally strong, it would be foolish to still try to fight them head-on.

"Let's go, let's continue upstairs."

Xing Tian and Chen Jun shared the same idea, and Xing Tian was even more decisive than Chen Jun.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took off running down the corridor without looking back. Taking the elevator could easily lead to getting stuck in the elevator shaft; taking the stairs was the safest option.

Xing Tian rushed through the fire door into the stairwell, but then suddenly braked, his body tensing up.