When Xiao Fan saw this new type of soldier, his eyes immediately lit up.
Snipers were an indispensable part of any troop. The phantom-like sniper rifles that popped up out of nowhere always struck fear into people's hearts, whether in the past or present. They were chilling killing machines.
More than half a month ago, some zombies had already started showing signs of mutation. Some zombies were very difficult for ordinary soldiers to deal with. The arrival of snipers perfectly filled this gap.
After Xiao Fan finished constructing the tank factory, he still had over 600 gold left. Snipers only cost 500, the same price as scouts. Xiao Fan immediately clicked to produce one.
"Confirm production of a sniper. Requires 500 gold and 5 minutes!"
Five minutes later, a new soldier appeared before Xiao Fan.
He was only about 1.7 meters tall and rather slender. He wore a steel helmet on his head and jungle camouflage on his body. He had a backpack on his back, pistols and daggers on his thighs.
These were all standard equipment. Most importantly, this soldier had a long sniper rifle on his back.
Seeing Xiao Fan, the soldier stood at attention and saluted: "Sniper Lu Ping, reporting for duty, Commander!"
Xiao Fan returned the salute: "Tell me about yourself."
"Sir, I have undergone strict military and sniper training and I'm skilled at tracking and wilderness survival. I'm equipped with a military dagger and a Type 05 pistol. My main weapon is this W03 large caliber heavy sniper rifle. It fires 12.7mm caliber bullets with a maximum effective range of 2,000 meters. I carry 10 rounds when not in combat and the ammo automatically refreshes every 24 hours."
"How's your shooting accuracy?"
"Sir, 500 meters is my most accurate range when not boosting my abilities. At that distance I can hit a flying sparrow."
Xiao Fan applauded excitedly: "Great. I'm assigning you a mission now to find a suitable sniping spot..."
"Understood, I'll go look for a sniping position now."
After receiving the order, Lu Ping quickly disappeared from Xiao Fan's line of sight.
Every sniper was not only a master of tracking but also of hiding. If not for Xiao Fan's radar, he wouldn't even know which direction the sniper went.
With a sniper on his side, Xiao Fan was even more confident about capturing the Jiangnanchun Hotel. It was time to take action.
Xu Qiang had also returned by now. Xiao Fan ordered his men to gather.
He left two privates to protect the APC and the Lin sisters. Everyone else followed Xiao Fan as they set off.
They brought the Vespa scooter, the Scorpion light strike vehicle, and a BJ212 jeep. The reason for taking only these three vehicles was because they were military vehicles with an imposing look.
On the way there, Xiao Fan assigned tasks to his men.
Soon, they arrived at the entrance of Jiangnanchun.
As soon as the vehicles stopped, the sentry on the roof shouted loudly: "Who are you people? What are you here for?"
Xiao Fan and his men jumped out of the cars. He glanced contemptuously at the guard and said: "Do I need to explain what I'm doing here to you? Hurry up and open the damn door. I want to go inside!"
Facing over a dozen fully armed soldiers below, the guard was clearly intimidated, but he still wanted to ask more questions out of a sense of duty.
"I'm afraid that's not possible. Our boss...."
"Fuck off with the chitchat! Say one more word and I'll blow your brains out right now!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Fan pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the guard. He rarely had a chance to use this gun against zombies, so he was eager to give it some action now.
The guard shuddered all over. Although the apocalypse had made them bolder, when facing real soldiers, he still didn't have the guts for a frontal confrontation. He knew that if he made any rash moves now, he would be shot full of holes.
Although reluctant, the guard obediently climbed down from the building and took out the keys to unlock the hotel's front gate.
As soon as the lock opened, Xu Qiang strode forward and knocked the guard unconscious with a karate chop before carelessly throwing his body to the side.
The privates rushed forward to open the gates and clear the way.
The army soldiers, on the other hand, swiftly took up advantageous positions by the windows on both sides.
Wang Zhan and Li Long pushed the gates open. The privates behind them swarmed inside.
The people working on the first floor stopped what they were doing to stare at the figures walking in through the door.
Among them was Xiao Fan's father, Xiao Zhenyuan. The old man recognized them as soldiers at a glance. He hurriedly lowered his head, feeling somewhat agitated but not daring to say anything.
As for his son leading the group inside, he didn't even recognize Xiao Fan.
As they rushed in, the few men guarding the workers on the first floor immediately stood up.
Liu Zi reached for the gun on the table, a fierce look on his face. "What do you think you're....ah!"
Before he could finish, Xu Qiang pulled out his pistol and shot Liu Zi in the wrist. The gun fell from Liu Zi's hand.
The rest were holding knives, unsure if they should attack.
Knowing there were still over 20 people upstairs, Xiao Fan immediately ordered: "Get control of the situation!"
The privates swiftly came up to these knife-wielding men and swung their rifle butts without hesitation, hitting them with loud cracks!
These petty gangsters were used to bullying civilians but were no match for the privates, who were at least 1-star and skilled fighters. They basically offered no resistance and were knocked down in moments.
Xiao Fan strode forward and stomped on the fallen Liu Zi's face with his foot.
"Blind fool, you dare point a gun at us? Do you know I can blow your brains out right now?"
On his feet were a pair of thick leather jackboots, commonly known as hobnailed boots.
These were custom made for commanding officers by the Red Alert system. Not only were they high quality, they were also specially designed to maximize pain when kicking or stomping people.
Liu Zi immediately let out a series of pig-like squeals. "Ahhh! Spare me Commander! I was wrong, wrong! Have mercy!"
Xiao Fan ground his boots on Liu Zi's face. "Spare you? Although your life is worthless, I never shy from getting scum blood on my hands, unless you can give me a reason to spare you!"
"I surrender! I'm willing to confess all the bad things Boss Feng has done. I know most of it. As long as Commander can give me a chance to reform through labor....wuwu."
"Good. We'll see how well you perform later. Everyone get against the wall now, hands on your head and squat down!"
Liu Zi and the others screamed as they crawled up, limping to squat by the wall with their hands on their heads.
The commotion downstairs quickly alarmed those upstairs.
Hearing the chaotic sounds from above, Xiao Fan immediately ordered his men to take up the most advantageous firing positions. With so many enemies upstairs, whether or not they could smoothly take control of the hotel would be critical.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
