Qi Taiguo left Yao Qingjun behind, he wanted his own life, while he only crippled Yao’s leg, which was already merciful enough. After all, this duel agreed on ignoring disabilities.
Yao Qingjun’s chain kicks, he had watched many times. To counter this move, he had practiced countless times under the unnoticed night, eventually distilled into a key tactic: Speed!
Many martial arts maneuvers are undefeated in speed.
Therefore, he had to be faster than Yao Qingjun’s legs. He deliberately showed a weakness to lure him into the trap.
Qi Taiguo kept a stern look, let out a light snort, his lip line pressed into a straight line—swapping a human life for a political commissar, Jiang Conghe dared to such extents.
Does this reflect the corruption of some officials within, not rising through the ranks with strength but through plotting and darkness?
As he was lost in thought, suddenly a sound of something piercing through the air approached, Qi Taiguo instantly dodged and used a nearby large tree for cover.
However, the person behind did not relent, continuing to shoot bullets his way.
Qi Taiguo looked on both sides, gritted his teeth, pulled out a handgun, fired twice backward, and took the chance to roll into the more obscured brush on the side.
Through the moonlight, he gazed outwards. In front of him to the left, the shadows of trees intertwined, indistinguishable where it was a person and where a tree.
Yet Qi Taiguo calmed down. As the wind blew, the shadows remained motionless, making it clear to Qi Taiguo.
Raising his hand, aiming, pulling the trigger—smooth execution, he shot towards the shadow that showed no signs of movement.
Disguises can differentiate stillness and movement, clearly with wind, surrounding shadows swayed, yet you remained unmoving. Isn’t that revealing your disguise?
The person seemed surprised that Qi Taiguo knew his hiding spot, without hesitation fired back towards them.
Yet, his bullet was intercepted mid-air, getting shot down by another, the two bullets collided, sparking slight flashes.
The person was shocked, realizing no advantage, hurriedly fled.
Qi Taiguo also looked up, under the moonlight, Wan Zhisen as the sniper surprisingly crouched in a tree without his notice.
If Wan Zhisen had shared Yao Qingjun’s lethal intentions, he himself would likely have been dead by now, underestimated the situation.
Wan Zhisen jumped down the tree, Qi Taiguo stepped out, saying: "Thanks!"
Wan Zhisen snorted: "I wasn’t helping you, but didn’t want to lower the whole team’s score, don’t flatter yourself."
Qi Taiguo raised an eyebrow: "Yes!" However, the corner of his mouth slightly lifted, this shot had turned adversaries into allies.
"That guy should be the one who framed me last time." Wan Zhisen looked towards the direction the person fled.
"It was sniper Cai Zhengyan." Qi Taiguo said.
He’s an inconspicuous member of the opposing squad, having small eyes, small nose, usually doesn’t speak much, very low-key, blending into a crowd makes little impression.
But it’s said, he’s a deputy company commander of that squad.
"Who told you to offend the ones you shouldn’t have! Hmph!" Wan Zhisen spoke while firing rounds around.
"Yao Qingjun for the sake of a political commissar, how about you?" Qi Taiguo suddenly asked.
Wan Zhisen looked at him in surprise.
"An ideal match for a son-in-law?" Qi Taiguo said.
Wan Zhisen was even more surprised, quickly angered: "Shut up! Who cares about any ideal match? What I want, I’ll earn myself." Paused and added: "But you, attracted admiration, wouldn’t it have settled if you agreed?"
Qi Taiguo coldly snorted: "I have a wife!"
Wan Zhisen raised an eyebrow, just about to say something, Qi Taiguo hushed him, both stepped aside, exchanged glances.
Qi Taiguo waited until the person came closer, pounced first, when engaged in scuffle, Wan Zhisen assisted decisively, the teamwork impeccable.
The opponent captured!