Chapter 110
110 3.04.15 – The Sniper – Downfall of Humanity
Later at night, when Fu Lian was in the safety of her space, Kuro returned back to Bing Shi. Making itself comfortable near her tights on the bed, it asked her a question.
[Host, what are your plans with Ren Han and Yi Zen?]
Bing Shi patted Kuro’s head.
[“I want their respect.”]
Not only theirs.
Making the whole military and police eat lemons, wasn’t only for her entertainment.
‘Hitting two flies with one slap? That’s too few.’
When she said she wanted an army, she didn’t joke. To protect herself, without anyone’s notice, she made everyone dance according to her rules.
[Ren Han’s too?]
.....
[“Yup. The previous Ren Han was far behind Yi Zen. We can’t be so sure now. I predict that little Ziek will surprise everyone.”]
[Didn’t he make you feel uncomfortable?]
[“He still does. But thinking it through for a week, It would be a waste not to have him in my team.”]
[Host, why are you eating sweet potatoes every day?]
Asked Kuro, who had to return every night to prepare sweet potatoes for Bing Shi.
[“What’s wrong with my sweet potatoes?”]
Bing Shi looked down at her new sweet potatoes protectively.
‘My Xuan Mu was taken away. Are you going to take my potatoes away too?’
[Nothing. Aren’t you sick of them?]
[“Never.”]
She put them inside the fridge and lay down on the bed.
[“Good job. Goodnight, Kuro.”]
[Good job, Host. Goodnight.]
After kissing the bangle on her wrist, she fell asleep.
——-?????——-
APOCALYPSE COUNTDOWN:
30 days left
If you want to live, go to this website:
www.bingshi.com
——-?????——-
Within the country’s borders, the military wasn’t allowed to carry out police actions. To arrest someone, they had to call the police. As the suspect was believed to be involved in a risky criminal act, special forces were called for the duty.
In the depth of the night, in a faraway mountain, blended in between the bushes, lay Ren Han enveloped in a thermal camouflage. Looking through the binaculars, he cursed at the world about how hungry he was.
After surveying the area of the flight school for any enemies, he took over the job of a more experienced spotter and spoke to a communicator and the sniper next to him, “Ie; 800, 1/2 left, reference big tree, 15 meters, 3 o’clock. Big Bush with red leaves, Seen? From the red leaves, 0,5 meter 4 oclock, small mound with a brown spot. That spot is his boot.”
He continued to reveal the enemy’s position. Checking the surroundings one more time, he picked his own rifle and pointed it at the man who stepped out of the armed vehicle. Inside of the safe zone, clothed in a military suit, the man spoke to a nearby officer who arrived in a police car.
‘The almighty general Yi Zen... the other one, hm?’ Ren Han scoped in the direction of Yi Zen’s head and played with the trigger for a few seconds. Seeing Yi Zen’s eyes looking at his location, he raised his eyebrow. A smile crept up his face. ‘How the fuck did I caught her interest, with such a man nearby?’
When a small aircraft inside of the flight school came into a halt, men, after men equipped in dark blue body armors, shattered a window of the small building with tear gas.
Contrasting to the military, police had a defensive mindset. They didn’t have the authority to kill unless in self-defense.
Splitting up, one team went inside the building, while the other surrounded the aircraft. Hiding behind the shields, they pointed their rifles at the aircraft, while the officer shouted through the megaphone, “Police! Arrest warrant!”
Inside of the aircraft, as soon as five suspects opened the fire with automatic weapons, a bullet shot through the glass window, straight into a copilot’s head.
Ren Han, ‘Self-defense? Self-defense.’
Cheng Bai, the old veteran, seeing the dead body next to him, knew that they were finished. His confidence shattered. Snipers were used as last resorts! Staggering, he ran towards the five men, who kept on emptying their weapons. All sweaty, he shouted like a wild animal, “Drop your fucking weapons! If you kill a cop, don’t think about seeing the sky again! Ma Yang was killed by the sniper, the moment one of you fired a bullet!”
Like frightened chickens, they surrendered to the police. The drug traffickers were handcuffed the moment the door was opened. They were sent to the police station for further interrogation. Inside the plane, the police found a few assault weapons and half o ton of cocaine worth fifteen million dollars. No wonders the old Cheng Bai was blinded by greed.
Ren Han’s teammates made fun of the newbie sniper through the communicator when they checked the bloody cabin, “Man, you finally pulled the trigger, huh?”
“We ‘peace officers’ had it under control,” another snickered, instead of praising the sniper, they remarked Ren Han’s skills, “An amazing shot Ren Han!”
‘Fuck you. Who wants to wait another hour for you to finish the job?’ Taking a package of gummy snakes, Ren Han opened them up. Throwing a few snakes into his mouth, he spoke as he packed up his equipment. “I’m itchy to let him pull the trigger again,” he said in a relaxed tone, “How about I send a few bullets up your faces?”
His teammates shuddered when they imagined a concealed sniper pointing his rifle at them, fearing the spotter by his side the most.
The rookie sniper kept his silence, rush of adrenaline pumping through his veins. He understood where the praise was coming from. Even with a modern rifle scope, the field of view was like working through an empty toilet roll. The spotter was better aware of the surroundings and could identify threats that he, as a sniper could not see because of the tunnel vision.
First and foremost Ren Han lead the team as the most experienced of the two. He helped identify the targets, range the ‘lane’, and check trajectory factors, such as wind, elevation, temperature, humidity, etc. All these things required experience and a strong working knowledge of the sniper’s art. Bottom line, a spotter usually did the bulk of the work, while he as a sniper would tend to get all the ‘glory’... only in the movies though. In here, it was all about team work.
When Ren Han returned from the vacation, his skills improved by a margin, not only in sniping but also in tactics, intelligence gathering, and observation. It contradicted with the long pause from work and his weak body.
They had no idea that the soul inside of the current Ren Han, was a military’s lab rat in the previous life, for four years. If it wasn’t for his behavior, they could have created a weapon of massive destruction.
——-?????——-
APOCALYPSE COUNTDOWN:
14 days left
If you want to live, go to this website:
www.bingshi.com
——-?????——-
Ren Han’s training was intense; it required a great deal of physical and mental exertion. With his teammates, he practiced daily. After the training, he was excused from the office work and was told to patrol around the city.
Later at night, when Fu Lian was in the safety of her space, Kuro returned back to Bing Shi. Making itself comfortable near her tights on the bed, it asked her a question.
[Host, what are your plans with Ren Han and Yi Zen?]
Bing Shi patted Kuro’s head.
[“I want their respect.”]
Not only theirs.
Making the whole military and police eat lemons, wasn’t only for her entertainment.
‘Hitting two flies with one slap? That’s too few.’
When she said she wanted an army, she didn’t joke. To protect herself, without anyone’s notice, she made everyone dance according to her rules.
[Ren Han’s too?]
.....
[“Yup. The previous Ren Han was far behind Yi Zen. We can’t be so sure now. I predict that little Ziek will surprise everyone.”]
[Didn’t he make you feel uncomfortable?]
[“He still does. But thinking it through for a week, It would be a waste not to have him in my team.”]
[Host, why are you eating sweet potatoes every day?]
Asked Kuro, who had to return every night to prepare sweet potatoes for Bing Shi.
[“What’s wrong with my sweet potatoes?”]
Bing Shi looked down at her new sweet potatoes protectively.
‘My Xuan Mu was taken away. Are you going to take my potatoes away too?’
[Nothing. Aren’t you sick of them?]
[“Never.”]
She put them inside the fridge and lay down on the bed.
[“Good job. Goodnight, Kuro.”]
[Good job, Host. Goodnight.]
After kissing the bangle on her wrist, she fell asleep.
——-?????——-
APOCALYPSE COUNTDOWN:
30 days left
If you want to live, go to this website:
www.bingshi.com
——-?????——-
Within the country’s borders, the military wasn’t allowed to carry out police actions. To arrest someone, they had to call the police. As the suspect was believed to be involved in a risky criminal act, special forces were called for the duty.
In the depth of the night, in a faraway mountain, blended in between the bushes, lay Ren Han enveloped in a thermal camouflage. Looking through the binaculars, he cursed at the world about how hungry he was.
After surveying the area of the flight school for any enemies, he took over the job of a more experienced spotter and spoke to a communicator and the sniper next to him, “Ie; 800, 1/2 left, reference big tree, 15 meters, 3 o’clock. Big Bush with red leaves, Seen? From the red leaves, 0,5 meter 4 oclock, small mound with a brown spot. That spot is his boot.”
He continued to reveal the enemy’s position. Checking the surroundings one more time, he picked his own rifle and pointed it at the man who stepped out of the armed vehicle. Inside of the safe zone, clothed in a military suit, the man spoke to a nearby officer who arrived in a police car.
‘The almighty general Yi Zen... the other one, hm?’ Ren Han scoped in the direction of Yi Zen’s head and played with the trigger for a few seconds. Seeing Yi Zen’s eyes looking at his location, he raised his eyebrow. A smile crept up his face. ‘How the fuck did I caught her interest, with such a man nearby?’
When a small aircraft inside of the flight school came into a halt, men, after men equipped in dark blue body armors, shattered a window of the small building with tear gas.
Contrasting to the military, police had a defensive mindset. They didn’t have the authority to kill unless in self-defense.
Splitting up, one team went inside the building, while the other surrounded the aircraft. Hiding behind the shields, they pointed their rifles at the aircraft, while the officer shouted through the megaphone, “Police! Arrest warrant!”
Inside of the aircraft, as soon as five suspects opened the fire with automatic weapons, a bullet shot through the glass window, straight into a copilot’s head.
Ren Han, ‘Self-defense? Self-defense.’
Cheng Bai, the old veteran, seeing the dead body next to him, knew that they were finished. His confidence shattered. Snipers were used as last resorts! Staggering, he ran towards the five men, who kept on emptying their weapons. All sweaty, he shouted like a wild animal, “Drop your fucking weapons! If you kill a cop, don’t think about seeing the sky again! Ma Yang was killed by the sniper, the moment one of you fired a bullet!”
Like frightened chickens, they surrendered to the police. The drug traffickers were handcuffed the moment the door was opened. They were sent to the police station for further interrogation. Inside the plane, the police found a few assault weapons and half o ton of cocaine worth fifteen million dollars. No wonders the old Cheng Bai was blinded by greed.
Ren Han’s teammates made fun of the newbie sniper through the communicator when they checked the bloody cabin, “Man, you finally pulled the trigger, huh?”
“We ‘peace officers’ had it under control,” another snickered, instead of praising the sniper, they remarked Ren Han’s skills, “An amazing shot Ren Han!”
‘Fuck you. Who wants to wait another hour for you to finish the job?’ Taking a package of gummy snakes, Ren Han opened them up. Throwing a few snakes into his mouth, he spoke as he packed up his equipment. “I’m itchy to let him pull the trigger again,” he said in a relaxed tone, “How about I send a few bullets up your faces?”
His teammates shuddered when they imagined a concealed sniper pointing his rifle at them, fearing the spotter by his side the most.
The rookie sniper kept his silence, rush of adrenaline pumping through his veins. He understood where the praise was coming from. Even with a modern rifle scope, the field of view was like working through an empty toilet roll. The spotter was better aware of the surroundings and could identify threats that he, as a sniper could not see because of the tunnel vision.
First and foremost Ren Han lead the team as the most experienced of the two. He helped identify the targets, range the ‘lane’, and check trajectory factors, such as wind, elevation, temperature, humidity, etc. All these things required experience and a strong working knowledge of the sniper’s art. Bottom line, a spotter usually did the bulk of the work, while he as a sniper would tend to get all the ‘glory’... only in the movies though. In here, it was all about team work.
When Ren Han returned from the vacation, his skills improved by a margin, not only in sniping but also in tactics, intelligence gathering, and observation. It contradicted with the long pause from work and his weak body.
They had no idea that the soul inside of the current Ren Han, was a military’s lab rat in the previous life, for four years. If it wasn’t for his behavior, they could have created a weapon of massive destruction.
——-?????——-
APOCALYPSE COUNTDOWN:
14 days left
If you want to live, go to this website:
www.bingshi.com
——-?????——-
Ren Han’s training was intense; it required a great deal of physical and mental exertion. With his teammates, he practiced daily. After the training, he was excused from the office work and was told to patrol around the city.
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