Chapter 69 - The Mannerheim Line Welcomes You (2/2)

After the shooting practice, Zhang Heng was flabbergasted, realizing that his shooting skills barely sc.r.a.ped the level of zero. And Zhang Heng did not know what to do anymore. He now had to conserve the bullets for his next mission. To survive in his upcoming mission, he expected that he would need to have 30 rounds with him. At most, he could only afford to spend another 10 bullets. Any more than that and he would turn into a corpse on the battlefield.

Quite frankly, ten bullets wouldn’t make much of a difference.

There was nothing Zhang Heng could do about it, and since he could not leave base camp to look for more ammo, he could only exchange for them with Oher. Unfortunately, his valuables had been confiscated by the other guerillas. On top of that, Zhang Heng had no intention to get it back from them because he knew that it was pointless. Those weren’t the types to return something they came into possession of. Finders keepers.

With that being said, his shooting practice had come to an end.

On the third day, Zhang Heng went back to where he first practiced shooting. To his pleasant surprise, he found three boxes of bullets under the white birch, a total of 45 rounds! Now, who could it be? Zhang Heng was the one who picked the location for the shooting practice, and no one else knew about it.

This was located some distance away from the base camp. Until now, he still had no idea why the gunner that he met in the forest was still acted hostile towards him, suspecting that the others might have felt uncomfortable as well. He realized he was now stuck here for some time. In the interest of avoiding prying eyes and to stay out of trouble, he thought it best to look for a more covert spot.

He was delighted, never expecting to find so many bullets here. Admittedly, that solved the huge problem of the lack of ammunition. He wondered who had the generosity to leave him such handsome bounty.

In truth, it was not that difficult to figure out who left it here. There was only one person in the base camp fond of Zhang Heng.

As it had been left there, finders keepers, he thought and used all of it for the shooting practice.

The next day, three boxes of rounds were being left under the trees again. This time, his cellphone, wallet, wooden sculpture, and Rabbit’s Foot were laid beside as well. Except for his inner coat, all of his personal belongings had returned to him!

Instead of carrying on with his shooting practice, he knocked on the Maji’s door.

“What’s going on?” groaned Maji with a yawn. Her sleepy voice proof that she had just woken up.

“Good morning, Ms. Maji. I’m here to look for someone.”

Zhang Heng knew that the female sniper stayed together with Maji in the same wooden cottage.

“Oy! Your bloke’s here to look for you! Should I tell him that you are here?”

Chilly winds were starting to close in, causing a s.h.i.+vering Maji to tighten the neckline of her nightgown.

“…….”

Half a minute later, Maji stood aside and allowed Zhang Heng to enter. The sniper was lying on the bed and had her back facing the entrance with a blanket wrapped like a burrito around her. Zhang Heng could only make out half her head. It seemed like she was still sleeping.

Maji then walked over to her bed and pulled the blanket away. The neatly-dressed blond-haired sniper was presented before Zhang Heng.

“Simone! You can’t avoid your partner forever, right?”