Chapter 438 - You Won, But I Didn’t Lose (2/2)

“Mm,” Zhang Heng nodded.

When he finally got his answer, a look of content permanently plastered on Abu’s ashen face.

Zhang Heng had taken the crown in this battle, gaining him 20 points.

As the sniper duel concluded, the battle at the warehouse was about to reach its peak.

Once the men from the wine cellar arrived, Black Nest had the upper hand in firepower, even flying in two drones through the window to act as their eyes. Those holding up the warehouse were further driven into a corner. There were no catching of breaths, as a hail of bullets showered on them from all directions to the point they could barely raise their heads an inch.

When he saw the enemy outside about to barge in, Piercings screamed into the walkie talkie, “Are you f*cking done?! If you don’t get your a.s.s here soon, you’ll be dragging my body out of this place!” This time, to his great relief, he wasn’t greeted by silence from the other end. “In position,” Zhang Heng answered as he pulled the trigger. The enemy running in the front suddenly leaped into the air. His rifle was raised, and he was about to face Piercings, but he did not even get the chance to fire. In fact, he’d never had the opportunity to fire ever again.

Zhang Heng, hiding in the forest, was in sniper mode. There were hardly any adjustments to be made, as he pivoted the barrel of his gun, and the next target was located almost immediately. As the second sh.e.l.l left the rifle’s elongated barrel, the target’s bone shattered to smithereens, and he fell to the ground, rolling and screaming in pain. Undoubtedly, it was a sight never to be witnessed by children. To Zhang Heng, this shot was a dud. The Filter Lens was only effective up to 300 meters, and since the warehouse was way out of range, his shots weren’t as accurate as they should. But they were sufficient.

He fired eight shots in total. Two missed, and the remaining six hit their targets, Mr. Coffee included. Now, they were all but sprawling across the ground.

While Piercings swore that he would never be bait again, the battle had come to an end. He stuck his head out, and other than faint groans and whines, the world was quiet again. Not to be missed, the two drones that were attempting an escape were also shot down by Zhang Heng. Finally, he put away the rifle, got up, and walked down the slope.

“Have you been notified by the system?” Piercings asked.

“Huh?”

“I mean, any opposition players among these

people?”

Piercings walked out of the warehouse, armed with a pistol as he examined the bodies with his toes and putting the poor b.a.s.t.a.r.ds who were hanging on by a thread, out of their misery.

“No,” replied Zhang Heng. It was one of those things he was intrigued by. In terms of sheer firepower, Black Nest had the upper hand, and since they accepted the battle, players had to be behind it.

In theory, a player should be among the ones who fought this battle.

Zhang Heng had seen the woman in red from the rival team, but he wasn’t sure if she was dead or alive after what happened at the parking lot. As for the rest of the players, he knew nothing about them. Mr. Coffee seemed to be the group commander, but there were no notifications from the system even after getting gunned down. “Could the players from the rival team be so afraid they completely relied on Black Nest to eliminate us?” asked Piercings. He had already checked all the corpses on the ground, except for coffee man. The latter had performed relatively poorly in the battle, shouting orders to attack at his subordinates, while he pulled back. When Zhang Heng shot the man running in the front, the coffee guy immediately turned around and ran away. Unfortunately, that only kept him alive for only half a minute longer.