142 Of course no (1/2)

Chapter 142: Of course not

Translator: _Min_Editor: Rundi

When they entered Oesk's rural area, the road suddenly became rugged. Shambles completed the scenes along the street, at a glimpse, Jiang Chen even had the feeling he was in the apocalypse.

Under the shambles, there were signs of life. The people without homes built temporary tent under the wreckages that were their homes and looked with vicious eyes at the Kane soldiers.

They continued forward as road conditions got even worse.

Nick had to park beside a civilian building to give Markanov a call.

It wasn't long until a soldier with a rifle found them.

”Borris, second lieutenant.” The short hair guy saw Jiang Chen and immediately saluted. ”General Markanov sent me to greet you.”

”Jiang Chen.” Jiang Chen told him his name and shook his hand.

The hand was filled with calluses, which told the story that he was an experienced soldier.

He retracted the hand and Borris nodded.

”Please follow me.”

He took a black suitcase out of the car and motioned for Jiang Chen and Nick to follow him.

But what they didn't know was that approximately 400 meters away from where they parked, there was a body.

The uniform and equipment were stripped, and the pupil dilated with a daunting blood hole on the forehead.

Armored vehicles and tank wreckages were on the side of the road. It was a crossfire zone.

On the desolate street, a silent girl walked by.

She was covered in black. Her thin lips exposed from under her hood. There was a guitar case behind her back, like a musician strolling across the ruins.

She lifted the sleeve of her right hand, and a watch-like computer flashed faint lights.

That was the EP.

On the screen was a map of the area. Using waves to create tactical maps was one of the unbelievable function of the EP.

Yesterday at this time, she had already walked through the entire area. The blue dot on the map was the location of the sensor Jiang Chen carried.

”Am I here?” Ayesha mumbled while she walked to the half-torn residential apartment.

”It's really dangerous there. It got struck by a bomb only a few days ago, and it could fall any second.” A refugee crawling on the side tried to warn the girl, but the girl only glanced at him before she took out a pistol.

The refugee raised his hand in horror and moved back.

”Leave.”

Perhaps he understood Ayesha's English, for the person moved back a few steps. Then, seeing that she had no intention to shoot, he fled right away.

Seeing the irrelevant people leave. She retracted her pistol and carried the guitar box upstairs.

Ayesha agilely moved around the broken stairs as she effortlessly came to the top floor.

Just like what she learned in the virtual reality training system.

She opened the guitar box, took out the sniper rifle parts and assembled the sniper skillfully.

After some adjustments, Ayesha took out a city camouflage and put it on her back. She lied on the dusty floor and set up the futuristic looking Ghost sniper rifle.

”Ayesha ready,” as if she was talking to herself, Ayesha muttered on the ground.