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.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
