Chapter 289 The Ghostly Female Soldier Breaks into the Command Post Alone. From the shadows at the tent entrance, a new person had appeared.
A slender figure wearing the ordinary training uniform of Battalion No. 3.
The man was holding a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, the dark muzzle pointed directly at him, the gun remaining perfectly still thanks to the steady grip of his arm.
The muzzle of this gun was pressed against his back just now.
If he hadn't reacted quickly and instinctively rolled forward to dodge, he probably would have been riddled with bullets.
Zhou Lang's mind raced, and cold sweat soaked his training uniform.
He leaped from the two-meter-high watchtower and sprinted into the tent in just a few dozen seconds. During that time, he was highly focused, his hearing and vision at their peak, and he didn't detect the slightest movement!
This person is like a ghost that has emerged from the ground.
"Who are you?" Zhou Lang's voice was hoarse and dry. He stared intently at the other person, trying to discern their identity from their face, which was stained black by smoke.
However, the other party did not respond.
The dim light from the lantern inside the tent cast a long, thin shadow of the person against the tent wall, making him appear like a silent statue, exuding a sense of oppression.
Zhou Lang's heart sank little by little.
He knew he had encountered the most formidable and troublesome opponent he had faced since the start of the exercise.
This opponent's stealth capabilities have exceeded his understanding of conventional soldiers.
"There's no need for you to know; you're about to be eliminated." The figure finally spoke, his voice clear and cold, like a mountain stream, yet carrying an undeniable determination.
It was a woman's voice.
Zhou Lang's pupils contracted again.
A female soldier? She single-handedly infiltrated his command post and even pressed a gun to his back?
How is this possible?!
How could such a person have emerged from Battalion No. 3?
Countless thoughts flashed through Zhou Lang's mind in an instant, but he kept his mouth shut, stalling for time. His center of gravity sank slightly, and his muscles tensed, like a fully drawn bow, ready to find an opportunity to break the deadlock at any moment.
“Comrade, your marksmanship is good, and your stealth is excellent. However, there are rules to every exercise. Do you think you can take this flag by storming in alone?” He tried to distract the other man with words, “How about we…”
Before the words were even finished!
"Bang!"
Su An pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The bullet tore through the air with a whistling sound, almost grazing Zhou Lang's earlobe, and punched a hole in the frame of a cot behind him, sending debris flying!
Amazing gunplay! And ruthless, decisive killing!
Zhou Lang's fighting cells were screaming. Without thinking, he suddenly did a tactical roll to the side and hid behind a thick military table.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two more shots were fired, the bullets precisely predicting his landing point as he rolled, striking the spot where he had just landed, sending splinters flying and making a loud thud on the table.
What ruthless marksmanship! This is no longer a simple shot, but a hunt that involves anticipation and psychological pressure!
Zhou Lang dared not be careless in the slightest. He quickly set up his rifle, locked onto the figure through the gap in the table leg, and decisively returned fire.
"Bang!"
Su An's figure slid to the side like a ghost, easily dodging his counterattack. The bullet struck the tent fabric where she had just stood, leaving a charred bullet hole, and the cold wind outside rushed in with a "whoosh".
Inside the tent, the space was cramped and the cover was limited, instantly turning it into the deadliest hunting ground.
Neither of them spoke again; only the crisp sound of gunshots and the whistling of bullets tearing through the air echoed in their ears.
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