Chapter 365: Facing Fear
"Shit. Is this a human?" The man who had the sniper rifle in front of the window was stunned. He looked at the figure below who was sneaking downstairs and cursed out loud.
The man rubbed his shoulder and quickly pulled out a pistol from his waist. He originally thought that he was just doing work for his superior and making some extra money, but now he was afraid that he would get involved.
He bent over and squatted, leaning against the wall, with the muzzle of his gun pointing at the door, waiting for the person who was about to rush up.
As long as someone opens the door, the bullet will immediately go out through the gap.
The man's breath hitched in the tense air, his eyes fixed on the door.
The night outside the window was like a huge black curtain, but there were still flashes of fire outside and gunshots continued to ring out.
In order to conceal his presence, the man turned off all the lights in the room before shooting.
"What's going on?" A teammate shouted through the headset, "Qidong, what are you doing?"
Zhao Qidong frowned, not daring to speak, and just tapped the headset.
The knocking sound was heard by the teammates outside, causing the teammate who was speaking to pause for a few seconds, "Hurry up and get it done, we need your support."
Zhao Qidong's finger lightly touched the trigger, his heart pounding, but it was still unclear whether he could do it.
There was a loud explosion outside the window. It was a car's fuel tank that was hit, causing an explosion.
The bright firelight shone through the window onto Zhao Qidong's tense face.
The heavy sniper rifle was still quietly placed on the windowsill, its lens flashing a faint blue light in the night breeze.
Zhao Qidong gripped the pistol tightly in his hand; his fingertips could feel the coldness and weight of the metal.
All the previous events flashed through his mind, from his indifference when he accepted the mission, to his hesitation when he knew the target, to his excitement and greed when he saw the high reward. Now he inexplicably felt a little regretful.
This is purely working for your boss.
Zhao Qidong glanced at the metal watch on his wrist. They didn't have much time left. If they didn't resolve the problem here, the whole of Busan would know what happened here, and their team would be brought to a military court.
As long as we fire the first shot tonight, there will be no turning back.
Zhao Qidong took a deep breath, his ears filled with the sound of his own heartbeat and the noise outside.
A slight noise outside broke the silence. He frowned tightly and instantly became alert.
Zhao Qidong's pupils constricted and his muscles tensed as he waited for the moment when the door would open, but every second of waiting was filled with unknown fear.
Footsteps began to be heard at the door, calm and elegant, neither hurried nor slow, as if someone was slowly walking up the stairs.
Li You, who was standing outside the door, glanced at the dim light in the corridor and keenly noticed the slight noise in the room. He knew that the sniper inside must be pointing a gun at him.
He turned the doorknob gently and put it back without opening the door.
Zhao Qidong's heart was in his throat. He held his breath and caught a glimpse of the door handle turning slightly out of the corner of his eye.
Zhao Qidong held his breath, his finger was about to pull the trigger, but he saw the door handle turn back.
His finger loosened slightly, but still remained firmly on the trigger, with the muzzle of the gun still pointed at the door.
Li You was only separated from him by a door, but their expressions were completely different.
Li You calmly touched the not-so-strong iron door, wondering if he could kick it through.
After thinking for a moment, he took a few steps back.
Zhao Qidong inside was wondering why there was no movement, when he suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind outside the door.
There was a loud noise at the door, like a dull thunder.
The relatively thin iron door could not withstand the impact of some kind of force and fell off, flying into the room like an arrow.
A trace of astonishment flashed in Zhao Qidong's eyes, and he instinctively dodged to the side. If he didn't dodge, the iron gate would hit his shoulder.
The iron door passed by his eyes, bringing with it a gust of wind.
Zhao Qidong didn't know what it was, but he saw with his own eyes that the iron door flew towards the house like a kite with a broken string.
Was he kicked away? Or something else? Zhao Qidong couldn't figure it out. He had carefully selected the room when choosing the location. This door had been replaced by the owner and was stronger than the ones in other rooms.
Zhao Qidong stepped back suddenly, dodging the flying iron gate.
But at this moment, a sense of uneasiness began to arise in his heart.
The iron gate flew away, where are the people outside?
The iron door fell to the ground with a dull sound, and the air pressure in the room changed.
Zhao Qidong's heart beat faster and he forced his head to turn, looking for the ghostly figure.
He saw Li You's face, his pupils constricted, and he raised his hand to aim at Li You.
Before he could react, Li You, the person who had entered his sight, suddenly expanded in his sight.
The extraordinary power and speed left Zhao Qidong with no time to express any emotion, and his mind went blank.
Before his hand pulled the trigger, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist, not unlike being clamped by a pair of pliers.
Li You was in [Bullet Time], and Zhao Qidong's quick dodge seemed to be in slow motion in his eyes.
Li You locked his joints precisely. When Zhao Qidong felt severe pain, his wrist was crushed and drooped weakly.
Along with the severe pain that hit Zhao Qidong, there was also a feeling of suffocation in his neck.
Zhao Qidong looked at Li You without giving him any chance. He crushed his wrist with one hand, tightly grasped his throat with the other hand, and even lifted himself up in the air.
There was an expression of disbelief on his face, and his eyes were full of reluctance and fear. We are here to kill this monster.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw footprints on the iron gate. Shit, it turns out we really were here to kill this monster.
Zhao Qidong could feel the breath of life being ruthlessly squeezed out of his throat.
Li You was like the god of death at this moment, standing in front of him calmly and calmly. Crushing him to death would be like crushing an ant, and there would be no waves in his heart.
With a click, Zhao Qidong's throat was crushed, but his neck was not completely broken by Li You.
He fell to the ground. In this no longer airtight room, there was no other sound except Zhao Qidong's groaning before his death.
The moonlight on the skyline was warm and gentle, while the sound of gunfire and flames continued outside.
There were not just one or two vehicles that exploded outside, and quite a few Kinmen security guards were killed.
The air was filled with smoke and the smell of death.
Li You killed Zhao Qidong and quickly took over the sniper rifle. Li You held the handle of the gun as still as a stone statue, the sniper rifle in his hand flashing coldly in the moonlight.
He adjusted his breathing and started shooting. The people attacking Li You's convoy below were basically defenseless at this sniper position. Li You's shooting was as easy as target shooting.
When the first gunshot was heard, Zhao Qidong's teammates mistakenly thought it was a signal of victory and smiled with joy on their faces.
But the first people to fall were the people around them.
"Shit!" The person who had just talked to Zhao Qidong was still alive. He pulled the headset off his body and said, "Zhao Qidong, what are you doing?"
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There was silence on the other end of the headset, with only the sound of gunfire filling the night sky.
As teammates fell one by one, not only did the joyful smiles just now freeze, but they were replaced by incredible fear that someone was slaughtering them.
The atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly became tense and panic quickly spread among the troops.
"Zhao Qidong is dead!" someone screamed, his voice trembling and full of despair.
They turned their heads to look at Zhao Qidong's sniper point, their eyes full of panic, but what was coming towards them was the huge bullet from the sniper rifle.
The bullet is big, don't endure it.
Because when they are shot in the head, they will just throw away half of it.
Of course, not every shot by Li You could hit their heads; some of them hit their necks, chests or abdomens.
Those who are hit on the neck are lucky, because their entire head will be blown off and they will have no feeling at all.
Being hit in the chest or abdomen was painful, after all, you could only live for a few seconds, and you had to feel the excruciating pain.
These people began to become excited, and some of them began to fire aimlessly at Zhao Qidong's sniper point, but after the bullets intertwined in the air, none of them could hit that place.
Some people dropped their weapons and turned around to escape, but no matter how they ran, they could not out of the range of the heavy sniper rifle.
Li You in the room looked calmly at the human body exploding in his aim, and just kept pulling the trigger to change the bullets, and then pulling the trigger again.
The recoil of the heavy sniper rifle had no effect on his shoulders. All Li You could see were the cold crosshairs in the scope and the targets.
Bullets cut through the night sky, constantly shuttling through the fear of this group of people, but not every gunshot was accompanied by a shrill wail, because not everyone who was shot would still have a mouth.
Every time Li You pulled the trigger, it was a ruthless pull on their nerves, until they were on the brink of collapse.
When only a few people were left, one of them dropped his weapon, knelt on the ground, raised his hands, and silently asked for forgiveness.
Others followed closely behind, imitating his actions, their bodies seemed to have lost their last support and fell to their knees on the cold concrete floor.
At this time, Li You finally stopped pulling the trigger.
Jeon Jae-jun, who was below, heard the noise and saw the people kneeling on the ground.
He looked at the location where the gunshots had just been heard with awe, and waved his hand quickly, "Check it out."
Quan Jae-jun turned his head and fell silent.
There are only a few people left in Kinmen Security who can still stand.
These people are not elite soldiers. They were all pulled out from the streets by Quan Zaijun and trained as Kinmen security guards. However, they are really no match for the real active troops.
Although the other side suffered heavy casualties under the firepower of Li You's heavy sniper, the dead on the Kinmen security side would not be resurrected.
Together, there were only thirteen or fourteen people left on both sides.
"Shit." Jeon Jae-jun felt a little sad for the first time.
He personally walked up to the kneeling people with a gun in his hand, and the silent security personnel followed him.
Quan Jae-jun stopped and scanned everyone's face. The atmosphere was tense and suppressed, and no one dared to make a sound.
Only the night wind blew, bringing with it a few wisps of dust and low breathing sounds.
He slowly squatted down and began to take away the guns around these people. The few remaining Kinmen security guards behind him also began to thoroughly search and tie up these people.
The air was filled with a faint smell of blood, gunpowder, and a strong smell of burning.
Some of these people kneeling on the ground had pale faces, some were gritting their teeth, but without exception, their bodies were trembling slightly.
Li You returned here with an indifferent look in his eyes.
"President," Jeon Jae-jun lowered his head, "our people."
He opened his mouth, not knowing how to express himself.
Li You patted his shoulder with a calm expression, "We won, I will give them what they deserve."
Jeon Jae-joon took a deep breath, tried to suppress his grief, pointed at the tied-up people kneeling down and asked, "What should we do with these people?"
"The Americans will be here soon," Li You looked at a few people on the ground not far away. They didn't dare to raise their heads and could only see Li You's dusty leather shoes.
"Although we are protecting ourselves, we still have to find a reason for these people's deaths," Li You looked at them coldly, "People in Busan will definitely define them as terrorists."
"Otherwise, the people above them will be dead, and who knows how many more people will be implicated."
"What about these survivors?" Jun's eyes glowed.
Li You sneered, "What survivors? I only saw terrorists."
He didn't want to spare these people's lives, but just wanted to vent his anger on the Kinmen security who had suffered heavy losses.
Sparing their lives and handing them over to the authorities would indeed allow us to follow the clues and lead to the identification of a large number of powerful people, but it would be useless.
What's the use of handing it over to the authorities? The matter is huge, and everyone will give false testimony in order to avoid being implicated.
These people couldn't keep their mouths shut, and Li You and his men were unable to explain the guns in their hands to the authorities.
"Interrogate him first," Li You said coldly, "whoever tells the truth can die quickly."
Since I can’t hand it over to the authorities, I might as well investigate it myself, remember the names of those people, and take revenge later.
He returned to his car with a torn door and saw Yoon Ji-woo leaning against the tire with a blank look in his eyes.
She knew the world was cruel, but she never imagined it to be this cruel.
This happened on the Korean Peninsula, where guns are banned, and yet a large-scale gun battle broke out, with a total of forty to fifty people killed on both sides.
She looked at the ruins in front of her, where smoke had not yet dissipated, corpses were lying everywhere, blood was flowing like a river, and flames were engulfing the remaining vehicles, illuminating the surroundings like daylight. There was no difference between this place and a battlefield.
Li You stood in front of her, slowly took out a cigarette box from his pocket, and lit the cigarette with the flame burning on the vehicle. His movements were neither hurried nor slow. He slowly took a puff of the cigarette and then slowly exhaled the smoke.
Smoke rose up, his face became blurred in the smoke, and the rising smoke merged with the surrounding gunpowder smoke.
Yoon Ji-woo looked up at Li You with a dull expression.
"This is not the cruelest side of the world," Li You said, holding a cigarette and looking at the night sky in the distance. "This is just the beginning. If you stay with me, you will always have to face these things."
(End of this chapter)
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