Hunter of Mysterious Creature-Chapter 557 - 127: Cliff Jumping (Part 2)

The sniper was a young boy with feminine features - this time Sun Hang didn’t mistake, the guy had a pronounced Adam’s apple, indeed, he was a man.

His face was somewhat pale, with a few blood marks caused by thorns, his breathing was unstable, and his heartbeat was fast - aside from the emotions of tension and fear, severe physical exhaustion was also an important factor.

In just one minute, he had run nearly three hundred meters on the rugged mountain road overgrown with thorns, even with the aid of a Power Exoskeleton, it was an impressive feat.

Unfortunately, the person chasing him was Sun Hang.

Sun Hang could fly.

Or rather, Sun Hang wasn’t flying, he was launching himself like a projectile from an electromagnetic cannon.

The sniper said nothing and directly raised the Dragunov sniper rifle in his hand, pulling the trigger at Sun Hang!

The Dragunov was a semi-automatic sniper rifle, and even when it became a cursed weapon, it retained this characteristic - the sniper pulled the trigger three times, and three bullets headed straight for Sun Hang’s critical points.

Two shots to the chest, one shot to the head.

Standard Mozambique shooting technique.

However, the Mozambique shooting technique is a close-range shooting technique generally used with relatively weak pistols to ensure a kill. Using the Mozambique shooting technique with a sniper rifle, if this got out, people would surely think that this sniper had problems.

At long distances, the Mozambique shooting technique is difficult to use because slight changes in shooting angle can result in significant differences in bullet impact points, making it extremely difficult to precisely control two shots to the chest and one to the head in rapid succession, and it also has no practical use...

Regarding close range... This isn’t an FPS game, after being approached, a sniper rifle’s length and heaviness certainly don’t compare to the usefulness of a compact and light submachine gun or pistol. Even if weapon switching is too late, using the main weapon sniper rifle to counterattack only requires one shot.

Hitting a vital spot results in death, hitting a non-vital area can instantly incapacitate the enemy.

Continuous shooting is generally used for suppressive fire or dealing with large-sized targets... As for the Mozambique shooting technique, which sniper has time for precise aiming at the head in an emergency where someone is close?

Truly believing this is a game where snipers can scope instantly?

But this guy’s operation undoubtedly slapped those holding such ideas right in the face.

In bullet time, Sun Hang saw clearly, the opponent didn’t randomly fire these three shots; they precisely targeted his chest and head.

"Pretty ruthless."

Sun Hang dodged sideways without warning, instantly avoiding those three shots.

However, what he didn’t expect was that at the moment he avoided those three straight trajectories, the already fired bullets suddenly adjusted angle, still heading towards his head and chest!

Bullets turning? Isn’t this the ’gun shaking technique’ from those magical dramas?

No... This isn’t ’gun shaking technique’... This must be the ability of this cursed weapon...

"Sure-hit?"

Without thinking further, Sun Hang left a Fungus Puppet in place and separated his body from it like shedding a shell, directly moving to the side of the sniper. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

The muffled sound of bullets entering flesh echoed, the pierced chest and exploded head of the Fungus Puppet fell, while the three bullets continued their momentum, striking the stone behind the puppet.

"Able to lock on a target, automatically adjust trajectory... No wonder it could accurately hit an operative over four thousand meters away," Sun Hang muttered to himself, "However, it doesn’t seem intelligent enough to differentiate between puppet and body, otherwise, after passing through the puppet, the bullets should have turned again, relentlessly chasing the body... If that’s the case, this cursed weapon would be quite troublesome."

Despite this, Sun Hang still had his eyes on this cursed weapon.

The ’sure-hit’ attribute is akin to rule-based cursed entities, and anything linked to rule-based cursed entities is undoubtedly valuable.

Sun Hang still thought fondly of that missing videotape.

"This gun is mine now." Sun Hang sprinted towards the sniper, but the opponent reacted quickly, rolling aside right after firing the third shot, distancing from Sun Hang.

Although there was a lot going on in Sun Hang’s mind just now, in reality, from the sniper firing to Sun Hang shedding his shell and bullets passing through the Fungus Puppet hitting the stone, then Sun Hang moving to the side, all took less than half a second... This roll from the opponent gave Sun Hang an odd feeling.

As if his actions were predicted.

How did he know I could dodge those ’sure-hit’ three shots? How did he know I would move to this side?

If I had moved in the opposite direction, wouldn’t the sniper’s roll have been self-defeating?

It couldn’t be just a lucky guess picking between left and right, could it?

Just as Sun Hang was about to try reading the sniper’s mind, the sniper shouted loudly, "Mr. Kui, how much longer are you going to wait?!"

There’s another person? Sun Hang was shocked, why hadn’t he sensed the presence of a third person at all?

Suddenly, a huge force hit Sun Hang’s shoulder, like being slammed by a giant hammer, knocking him to the ground!

It’s a sniper shot! A long-distance sniper shot!

There’s another sniper! The shooting direction is fifteen degrees north-northwest!

Sun Hang, having lost his balance, could only glance sideways at the direction from which the bullet came - there was a twin-peaked mountain, due to its shape, locals usually call this mountain "Naitou Mountain."

"Damn, how come there’s another sniper on Naitou Mountain?"

A large amount of fungus suddenly surged from the wound on Sun Hang’s shoulder, blocking the shattered flesh... As Sun Hang flipped up from the ground, the bleeding from the wound stopped, and his right arm almost torn off by the huge kinetic energy from the bullet was restored.

But the sniper holding the Dragunov had seized the opportunity, taking a few steps to the edge of the cliff, and jumped off!

"Are there zip-lines at the bottom of the cliff, or did he carry a glider suit?"

Sun Hang ignored the other sniper on Naitou Mountain, directly following to the edge of the cliff.

He guessed wrong.

There were no escape zip-lines at the bottom of the cliff, and that young sniper didn’t have a parachute or glider suit hidden on him.

He directly fell onto an outcropping rock nearly a hundred meters below the cliff, blood and flesh blurred, brain matter splattered... It could be said he was dead beyond dead.

As for the cursed Dragunov weapon, it hung on a branch protruding from the sheer cliff.

"Suicide agent?" Sun Hang muttered under his breath.

The sniper didn’t carry a knife or pistol for self-defense; this cursed sniper rifle was his only weapon, too long for convenient suicide, so he chose to jump off?

Preferring death to capture?

Sun Hang slid down the cliffside.

This sniper wasn’t an infectee, didn’t carry a meme inside him, and his almost completely damaged brain tissue yielded little valuable information - if Chimera 17 were here, maybe some memory fragments could be extracted from the brain matter smeared on the rock face, but Sun Hang’s memory reading ability clearly hadn’t reached that level.

The only good news was that this cursed sniper rifle hadn’t been damaged.