Hunter of the Perished World

[14] Crazy people have a reason to survive (2)

Gene found lights rising above the wall. When I postponed the fact that they were slatters in leather clothing that had been etched onto their bodies, it was not difficult to guess.

Gene looks at it, hiding in the reeds of the field. Approximately 500 meters away, they didn’t find Gene because of the darkness, and Gene was looking at them.

‘We need to take the high ground. ’

Gene does not approach Ahd Point, but rather retreats and begins to climb the nearby wilderness. The height of the mountain was higher than the wall. That’s why, when Gene climbed the mountain, he was able to look down at the walls of Ard Point.

It was a long way from the mountain to the point of Aad, but Gene pulled out his high-magnification binoculars from his bag to explore his enemies. By scaling up, you can see the spots on the skin of your enemies.

Slater’s hordes are illuminating the entire lamp without a thought, allowing them to locate their enemies more precisely than during the day.

Slater’s swarms gather in the central void of Ardpoint. They piled the loot in the middle and enjoyed it as much as they could.

The loot was, of course, chips and corpses. This group of slatters can’t find anyone alive to make sure torture isn’t their thing.

‘I like to leave a body for the heavy artillery people.’

In the large pot in the middle, there was a human limb boiling out, some slaughtering, some kicking the severed head like a ball, some chopping off the corpse like a pillow, and some raping the corpse.

Gene calmly notices the situation while looking at what seems to be a small implementation of hell.

The corpses were all decapitated, and their necks were displayed before the commander like medals. Gene focused his gaze on the shape of the captain’s mouth.

‘This, this, um, oh, this is good, too. They eat a lot of potatoes here, so their heads are round like potatoes. Hey, you punk! Bring it on! Boil it and take it off! Boil it like last time and I’ll boil your head off! ’

The commander checks the shape of his head to see if he collects skeletons and picks them out one by one. These selected skeletons will be adorned with the commander’s junk wagon. It was common for slatters, especially leaders, to have strange walls in their own way. Screening skeletons was not a particularly vicious taste.

The servant starts to boil the three heads in a separate pot, and the commander goes on and on.

The commander pauses in front of his head, briefly grinding his teeth.

He grabs one of the walking slatters and asks.

How many people died today? ’

‘Five people died fighting with one person on the road. ’

“Hey, didn’t one of these bastards kill everyone? ’

“Sword. He shot a few bows. ’

‘Son of a bitch… What a pity. What a pity… ’

The commander sighs deeply. His head was like a white head. The commander was tasting what was so unfortunate again.

‘Even if she had a pretty head, it’s a pity. ’

Puck!

And I crushed White Paper’s head without a doubt.

The regrets of the commander were not about failing to put the enemy who killed five allies into the pack.

‘?! ’

The commander spit on the crushed white head and carefully sorted the heads again. In fact, there is no reason to care about the heads of the dead.

Gene is scared to think he’s looking for something.

Cyrillic

I widened my gaze and laid eyes on the whole square.

There’s no reason to look for anything. There is no need or reason to do useless things. But Gene went through all the heads on the ground and came to a conclusion.

I knew Leona’s head was missing.

He gazes at the scent of cannibalism, time, slaughter in the square. Gene tries not to feel any emotion in the collapse of this arc point.

I try.

And…

Hunters think.

‘Twenty-nine hostiles total. You can’t catch me without a long-range weapon. ’

‘They’ll rest here and leave tomorrow. ’

‘The first four are from northeast to southwest. Looks like the rest of the men are doing just fine. ’

‘The more I eat, the deeper I fall asleep. ’

‘No one seems to want to sleep in the cell. I’ll eat my fill and sleep in the square with the body as a pillow. ’

‘There’s no alcohol in Ardpoint, so there’s no chance they’ll get drunk. ’

‘In this position, all snipers enter the firing range. Good position.’

‘Phew…. Is that Chaos Poison Drug? All right. Drugs instead of booze. ’

In addition, gin captured several slatters injected in an instant by combining cheap drugs.

Hunters judge.

‘Waiting for me to fall asleep. ’

‘Start with a Chainshot of the M700. You have to catch at least half of it. ’

‘If they’re hiding in the building, we need to take them out with SAIGA2. ’

‘I need at least 29 rounds. We need to hit as many shots as we can to save the shotgun ammo. ‘

‘This is likely to be a bad fight, we should end it with nothing. ’

You may need grenades to fight a large number of Humans. There’s nothing you can’t use, but you have to be prepared to do damage the moment you use it. Gene took another gun out of his bag, a SAIGA12 automatic shotgun, and loaded it.

Gene equipped the M700 with a four-magnification optical sight, a silencer, and a ten-piece expandable magazine. There is enough distance to see the role of the silencer. Enemies will not even know what killed them. Gene finally fitted the M700 with a large, almost full heat silencer, followed by a strap across his shoulder.

This super-sized silencer not only serves as a silencer, but also as a small base and calibrator. Different from a point of view, the silencer was more of a monster than a gun.

Gin takes her eyes to the sight, keeping an eye on the situation at Ard Point. If you have enough Dark Bone Energy, you can also use the automatic aiming system, but Jean should shoot at her own capabilities to save some energy.

Ten rounds of ammunition.

‘One shot at a time. ’

Gene had a brilliant plan to shoot ten people in 10 seconds.

As the slatters fall asleep, they will experience another inferno overlapping the hell they created.

Without even realizing that a sniper is looking at them in the mountains of silence, the predatory slatters roll around and fall asleep. The guards fall asleep as if they were arguing because they had to rest four times before their turn came back.

The weather was just right for him outside. Some went inside the building and fell asleep, but they were part of it.

And thanks to that fine weather, they face death.

No one sees a small shimmer in the crevices of the far wilderness.

Ping!

A catastrophic blow to the head knocks you down, not even screaming. The sentries, looking in different directions, did not join forces, so they did not know that one of their colleagues had fallen.

Once again, there was a glimmer.

Ping!

One more guard has fallen.

The silencer rounds off the sharpness of a sharp gunshot. The round sound travels over the bone and hits and disappears against the wall at the point.

The only sound they hear is the faint sound of air ripping through their foreheads as they die.

Two more bullets were fired in an instant, and all the slatters defending the northeast, southwest and northwest of the castle walls fell without even screaming.

Long-range snipers don’t even notice they’re being attacked by enemies, even by long-range snipers with silencers.

One by one, just dying.

Heave-ho!

Gene slowly sweeps through the enemies, gazing at the walls of the disabled Aardpoint. Even if the silencer helps, the enemies are sleeping in groups. The silencer doesn’t even kill the sound of the bullet tearing air. Once you start unloading bullets at a group of sleeping enemies, someone will definitely notice the attack and wake up and avoid the building.

We should kill as many as we can before that.

‘Writing a buckshot won’t be bad… ’

You can send several at a time, but an explosion will frighten your enemies. Will you kill me slowly, or will you destroy me loud and loud?

Gene’s choice is simple.

‘Still, a general bullet would be nice. ’

Buckshot is expensive.

Gene fills an empty magazine with live ammunition, and aims again. The commander slumbers with his head brushed shut. Now that you’ve put a guard down, you’re next in command. Disarming the command system is the most natural strategy.

After Gene adjusted the zero point by calculating the wind and gravity, he aimed at the commander’s head, and he paused and slowly calculated the moment of fire. And Gene frowned just before pulling the trigger.

What is that? ’

Peeing!

Suddenly, an arrow flew into the sleeping void and plunged into the ground.

“Mmmm… What?”

A sleeping slater rubs its eyes and looks at the direction of the sound.

“… What’s that? ”

There was an arrow in the direction he was looking, and there was something emitting blue light on that rod.

Rubbish! Rubbish!

“Huh, huh? Huh?”

The awakened slatters, as well as some strange signs, stand up one by one. When I found out that the object that was shaking less than a convulsion had reached the explosion sequence,

They were too late to avoid.

“What? What’s all the commotion…? Huh?”

And the commander woke up too late.

Flash!

The fierce blue flash, the commander facing it, mutters in amazement, eyes wide open.

“What the fuck? ”

Kukwakwakwakwakwabang!

A massive explosion has swept through Ardpoint Square.

Jin also stared at the scene, dumbfounded and muttered.

“Oh, shit. ”

Gene seemed to know what that was.

That’s the chip box Jean gave Leona.

“Oh…. Awesome.”

Leona nods slowly, watching the explosion sweep by the window in a passive place of sin. Nothing enters Leona’s vision. Slater’s slaughtered corpses are clean and gone.

“You bastards, you can’t leave my settlement alive. ”

Leona takes a closer look at the surroundings, bursting into laughter. There’s been a massive explosion, and the Scouts will come to see what’s going on. Four sentries can get out of here safely, just by taking care of them, northeast and southwest.

Leona doesn’t know the sentries are dead.

Leona is not an easy vigilant person, so the first thing she looked for was a place to bounce or hide when things went wrong in this town. At the onset of the raid, Leona hides in an empty space in the ceiling of a manual breach.

After all, Leona survived thanks to the tenacity of the thief she never abandoned.