madnovel Chapter 75 Jungle Carnage, Who's the Fool?
Chapter 75 Jungle Carnage, Who's the Fool?
"Are they taking me for a fool?"
Li Xin had long known that his mental strength was much stronger than that of ordinary people.
Their eyesight, hearing, and senses of touch and smell are all far superior to those of ordinary people.
He figured this was an advantage of awakened innate wisdom, and he couldn't possibly not use it now.
In fact, the carriage stopped about 500 or 600 meters away.
Li Xin leaped and sprinted forward... When he was still 400 meters away from the large group of refugees, he already had a faint sense of warning in his mind.
Squinting at the scene:
He could see in the numb and weary faces of most of the refugees a hope mixed with a fervent yearning...
A small group of people, however, all turned to look at them.
Those men were secretly touching their weapons, their eyes filled with ferocity.
They were completely different from ordinary migrants.
He could also see a hint of cruelty and mockery on the lips of the middle-aged, overweight man in a suit and bow tie.
Trailing behind were two tall, burly men, as big as tin cans.
The two were poised and ready, their blood surging like fire...
In the realm of spiritual [psychic] vision, it stands out exceptionally.
A vast expanse of gray and black mist swept over us.
Originating from the refugee communities, foreigners, and tall, slender figures in the tree branches, and even from the forests on both sides...
"Although Shen Xinlan acted very carefully, she was ultimately no match for these old foxes who had been playing tricks on her year after year."
"Not only did they pretend to be completely unaware, but they also secretly set up a trap, just waiting for me to step into a deadly predicament."
Thinking of what Shen Xinlan said.
She said she saw about thirty Anssa soldiers.
Even if the quantity wasn't accurate, it shouldn't be too far off.
If the other side doesn't want to make too much of a fuss, thirty or forty guns should be enough.
After all, it wasn't a real battle between two armies, a direct clash of firepower.
It was just an ambush.
In their view, with so many guns firing simultaneously, no matter how powerful the opponent was, there was no reason why they couldn't be killed.
But Li Xin wanted to teach them a lesson.
There is never anything absolute in this world.
"In their eyes, I'm probably just a reckless brute."
"Heh, these foreigners still see me as a country bumpkin who has been practicing martial arts in this country but has no understanding of foreign guns."
They believed I would be overconfident in my own military strength, underestimate foreign guns, and ultimately die by them.
Arrogance is a sin.
Li Xin continued running forward without stopping, his pace quickening with each step.
About 350 meters away from the group of refugees, I could see a slight commotion ahead, and my heart also felt a slight tremor.
Without further hesitation, I took a diagonal step and, like a swallow darting through the forest, leaped into the woods on the left.
The shadows of the trees swayed gently.
The wind rustles the leaves...
To everyone else, all they could see was a long, flowing wave of leaves... rushing closer and closer.
This time, the obese foreigner Granson's expression changed drastically, and he roared, "Watch out, the enemy is getting closer! Suppress them with firepower!"
The refined and handsome priest in white glanced at the mountains on both sides, then looked up at the high sky and clouds above the treetops. When their eyes met, both were filled with horror.
"No one said that person would attack in a dodge or hide when he made a move."
Wasn't he supposed to be incredibly heroic and unparalleled in battle? What's going on here?
"Attention everyone, contract and protect yourselves."
Gao Tianyun shouted angrily.
His reaction was also extremely quick.
Over the years, I've spent most of my time traversing the Changbai Mountains and the Heilongjiang River...
They fought countless battles, including jungle warfare and mountain warfare.
Crouching Tiger Village is situated atop a high peak; how could he not know that dispersing at this moment would be irresponsible towards his own life?
"Bang..."
A gunshot rang out from the jungle on the left.
Immediately afterwards, more than ten gunshots rang out, like popping beans, all at once.
Everyone turned to look and saw the leaves swaying, completely without any pattern.
Sometimes in front, sometimes behind; sometimes far away, sometimes close.
A series of screams followed.
It's terrifying.
Gao Tianyun scurried down the tree and hid among the refugees, sighing and rubbing his forehead.
The voice sounded like a groan, "He got the spear; hopefully he'll only use the pistol."
This is just a beautiful vision.
Even Gao Tianyun himself felt that this was unrealistic.
How could a gunman who can handle a pistol with ease, who can aim and shoot at his own forehead from fifty meters away, not know how to shoot a rifle?
Gao Tianyun was right; Li Xin really did know.
He doesn't usually rob foreigners of their rifles; he only has a fondness for revolvers, not that he can only use short guns.
Rather, it was because carrying a rifle every day in the capital would be too conspicuous.
To put it bluntly, it's not practical.
This thing can't be taken out of the house.
It's also inconvenient to use...
In the time it takes to fire a shot and pull the bolt, I could have fired ten or eight times already.
But things are different now.
When Li Xin visualized the "Third Prince's Divine Intent" in his mind, his vision, which was originally a hazy green, immediately became as if he had activated a full-map cheat.
From the strange perspective of [Void Reflection], those well-hidden Ansar soldiers became very conspicuous targets.
His figure moved elusively, like a ghost traversing the jungle.
From behind one tree, it darted behind another.
It barely reveals any shooting range.
As they hurried along, they could hear the angry roars of the foreigners on the official road, as well as Gao Tianyun issuing urgent orders.
I felt bullets whizzing past me.
The blows made the tree trunk tremble and its branches sway.
He didn't care at all.
"Bang..."
The bullet whizzed past on the right.
In the void of vision, a long-faced soldier opposite him was frantically pulling back the bolt of his rifle, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead...
Li Xin leaned forward and took a step forward.
Its body slightly lifted into the air, passing through the gaps between the leaves.
With a slight twist of his arm, he swiftly thrust.
The gleaming silver dragon-shaped spear resembled a venomous python spitting its tongue.
chi...
The man had just turned his spear around, and his index finger had not yet pressed down.
His head was thrown back hard, and a blood hole the size of an egg appeared between his eyebrows.
The musket slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, but before it hit the grass, Li Xin caught it.
"The Lee rifle has a magazine divider and holds 10 rounds in a double-stack configuration. Oh, and it also has a spare magazine. That's good."
Li Xin put down the gleaming silver spear, held the rifle level, and had a half-smile on his face.
He slowly straightened up and walked step by step toward the soldiers lying in ambush in the jungle.
"Bang, bang bang..."
Three Ansar soldiers, without even seeing which direction the enemy was coming from, were shot in the forehead and collapsed to the ground.
The others screamed in fright and ran away as fast as they could, firing back as they went.
They already knew all along.
He was no match for them in this ambush in the jungle.
One by one, his companions fell down.
All you can see are bullets splattering blood; you can't see where the enemy is.
When facing an invisible enemy, forget about morale.
If someone still remembers to load the bullet and fire the gun at this point, they are considered to have a very high level of skill.
They came to this land to make money, not to risk their lives.
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