With a roar from Asas, the zombies outside the ancient temple scattered and fled, and the hunters chased down the fleeing dark zombies. These are the rare occasions when the federal welfare is abundant! Today's harvest is enough to secure several months of living rights.
"Quick! Contract the defense line, don't let anyone come over," Han De Hunt shouted, and the special forces immediately retracted with their rifles. Now that the zombies are gone, with very few bullets left, they have become easy prey for the hunters. Even though they were comrades moments ago, they could not trust each other in the next moment.
"Brother, hold on!" Han De Hunt supported Hans Hunt and laid him flat in the armored vehicle. Looking at him, covered in blood, Han De Hunt's heart ached. He was very strict with himself, but Hans was his only family.
The bitter emotions surged as Julia Menard's eyes filled with more hatred. She knew she was just an outsider to these two brothers. She could not promise anything, nor did she have the ability to promise. She could only silently pray for Hans Hunt; if he died, perhaps she would spend the rest of her life in grief.
"Quick, grab that woman," someone shouted. "It's a Class B mission! Two million battle coins! Hurry and capture her."
After the dark zombies were driven away, a new wave of chaos erupted. This was raw, driven by self-interest, more humane, and more ruthless. Former comrades-in-arms turned into adversaries, with the hunters and the special forces engaging in separate battles. The hunters were even more bloodthirsty and reckless than the special forces, especially when they swarmed in groups, making it difficult to determine their numbers. The special forces found it challenging to contract the defense line.
"What are you trying to do, attacking the federal army? Do you know this is treason?" Han De Hunt looked at his brother, who was at death's door, and the chaotic situation outside. He stood up and angrily shouted, "Scatter now, the army will arrive soon, and none of you will be able to escape!"
"Who are you trying to deceive? If it weren't for us, all of you would be dead. Hand over that woman, and we'll leave immediately, let this general return to the federation for medical treatment. Otherwise, your brother will die." "How dare you threaten me!"
Han De Hunt stood on the armored vehicle, looking at the group of people who paused. With a stern look, he imitated his brother's commanding manner and said, "Hmph! So what if you are? What treason, does the federation care about us? We don't need to care about the federation either."
"Yes! What nonsense about the federation, what nonsense about treason. Our lives are earned with our own hands. This woman has brought us so much trouble, you should hand her over."
Han De Hunt looked at Julia Menard with a very complex expression. Emotionally, he really wanted to hand her over. His brother had sacrificed so much for her, but he was not sure what his brother's attitude towards Julia Menard was. Then he looked at the dying Hans Hunt and seemed to have made a decision.
"I won't involve you," Julia Menard said, never expecting that she would end up in such a situation just for making a movie. Was this due to Hans Hunt's incompetence, or was it because of her appearance? No wonder it's been said that beauty comes with a price. After saying these words, she felt a sense of relief, realizing that she didn't owe Hans Hunt anything. But another face lingered in her mind, making her unable to forget. If it weren't for that person last time, she might have lost her innocence already!
As she was about to step out of the armored vehicle, Hans Hunt, with only one arm, tried to grab her but she broke free. Being in the hands of these people was at least a hundred times better than being in the hands of the dark zombies.
Bang! A gunshot, a scream. Just as Julia Menard walked out of the armored vehicle, someone couldn't help but reach out to grab her, and their arm was turned into minced meat by a bullet.
The onlookers were stunned. The skilled sniper had not left yet, and they felt a sense of dread. If the sniper wanted Julia Menard, no one here would dare to touch her!
The hidden threat was the most terrifying.
Although the person's blood and flesh splattered onto Julia Menard's white ancient dress, she felt strangely calm, as if this person was protecting her out of duty. Her face was very serene, complementing her ethereal beauty, leaving a group of men speechless!
Barrett Walker looked at Julia Menard's calm face through his sniper scope. He wanted to compose a poem to express his feelings, but he couldn't find the right words. He felt a deep sense of inferiority, despite his rebirth. The beauty remained the same, but the circumstances had changed. Nevertheless, he would never give up. He was determined to protect her and prevent her from being harmed.
"Good sir! Can you come out for a meeting? If you want this woman, we won't say a word and will leave immediately!" The group of hunters rushed to grab Julia Menard. Even if the sniper was so skilled, he couldn't kill so many people. But no one knew if the next bullet would land on his head. This danger was always the most feared, even for these fearless hunters. At least, for the sake of the dignity of this strong man, they would give him face!
Watching the turmoil outside being quelled by his three shots, Barrett Walker felt extremely proud. He was now a super strong man! But his heart was conflicted. Should he go out to see Julia Menard? If he didn't, his achievements would not be remembered by his future wife and would be attributed to someone else. However, going out would expose his identity. A master sniper and assassin must learn to hide. How could he, as a founding figure, make such a childish mistake?
"Let's forget it! Future wife, it seems we won't have a chance to get close now."
Would this person be the sniper god? Some people who knew the inside story said that the sniper god's marksmanship severely affected the federation's decisions and there were attempts to suppress it. However, his marksmanship was just too divine, and even a random video of him was considered invaluable. Some people in the black market have reportedly paid exorbitant prices for videos to learn his techniques. If this person was insane, then his marksmanship was truly deserving of the title of sniper god!
Han De Hunt looked at the handgun dancing in the sky with a continuous sniper rifle, just like the rapid gunfire he had heard in the video. He was extremely excited, but when he thought of his idol protecting Julia Menard, he felt uneasy.
"Sir, since you don't want to come out, we won't force you. Just based on this display of your skill, we'll leave immediately, and we won't give you any more trouble."
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A large group of hunters scrambled to grab Julia Menard. Even if the sniper's marksmanship was divine, he couldn't kill all these people. But they didn't know if the next bullet would land on his head. This kind of danger was always the most feared, even for these fearless hunters. At least, for the sake of this strong man's dignity, they would give him face!
As the turmoil outside was quelled by his three shots, Barrett Walker felt extremely proud, believing that he was now a super strong man. However, he was conflicted. Should he go out to see Julia Menard? If he didn't, his achievements would not be remembered by his future wife. However, going out would expose his identity, and a master sniper and assassin must learn to hide. As a founding figure, how could he make such a childish mistake?
"Let's forget it! Future wife, it seems we won't have a chance to get close now."
Barrett Walker watched as the hunters below quickly departed, feeling complex emotions in his heart. Surely his reputation was now enough to spread in reality! In the federation, there were several sharpshooters, ha! But he was the only one.
As Barrett Walker was fantasizing, everyone scattered, but Julia Menard slowly walked out of the ancient temple ruins, heading towards the back mountain. Gazing at the collapsed trees in the distance, she wished to find the person who had saved her and softly said, "Come out! Let me see who exactly rescued me!"
Listening to her faint voice, Barrett Walker felt as if he were listening to celestial music, leaving him feeling refreshed. But now was not the time to meet her. Barrett Walker had a thought and retrieved a piece of icy white jade from the mud, wiping away the dirt. The cool and smooth sensation was as delightful as Julia Menard's voice. Placing it on a large stone, he wrote a few words and quickly moved to another location.
A small stone hit Barrett Walker's hiding place, and Julia Menard, seeing it clearly, quickly searched the area, finding a baby-fist-sized ice jade emitting a cool aura. Its transparent, glistening white color was enough to captivate any woman's attention.
"This ice soul comes from a pair of twin-headed hammers. If the budget for 'A Chinese Ghost Story' is insufficient, it can be pawned for a good price, representing my affection! May your heart be as mine, never betraying our love!"
Struggling to read the crooked line of words on the stone, Julia Menard held the ice white jade close to her heart, feeling the faint chill. Between the lines, she seemed to see the blurry figure of someone, feeling very familiar. Who was secretly protecting her?
Watching Julia Menard accept his gift, Barrett Walker struck a victorious pose. It seemed that he had a chance!
Barrett Walker followed their convoy until it disappeared at the border post. Watching Julia Menard in the convoy, he felt a satisfaction he had never experienced before. It seemed that the ancients were right - lust is even more filling than food, especially the longing of the spirit.
"Waiting for you, my dear! When I succeed, I will find you! There will be no interference from the Smith family, no trouble from the Green family, and no obstruction from the Walker family. We will definitely be together in this lifetime!"
Touching the heat-emitting fire-red jade, Barrett Walker regretted not giving it instead. This mediocre item had no use in the wilderness. "Sigh! I'll just give it away. After all, it represents my passionate feelings for her." That was the only way to console himself.
Although the incident was not reported within the federation, the surviving film crew members were also part of the entertainment news media. Soon, news of the real-life miracles of the sharpshooter exploded again, attracting the attention of federal newspapers and mainstream media, speculating about this sharpshooter.
Some insiders began to reveal and speculate about who the sharpshooter was, but they all had one thing in common: the sharpshooter and Julia Menard's rumored boyfriend were the same person. Immediately, countless paparazzi began to camp at the filming location of 'A Chinese Ghost Story'. Obviously, Julia Menard's rumored boyfriend was no longer important. The important thing was who he really was.
'A Chinese Ghost Story' gained more exposure, and countless people in the federation began to look forward to its release, feeling as if they were famous before being famous. Numerous investors flocked to invest, and it became very popular!
Regardless of how people speculated or criticized the sharpshooter, it was clear that nothing could stop the sharpshooter from being portrayed as a super powerful hero and becoming the object of everyone's admiration. However, the more mysterious he was, the greater people's interest in him, but they could no longer find any trace of the sharpshooter.
In the midst of his great fame in the federation, the sharpshooter was indulging in an indecent skinny-dipping under a waterfall. If the devoted fans of the sharpshooter in the federation knew about this dog-paddling swimming posture, their glasses would certainly shatter!
Was this their idea of the sharpshooter?
"Ah! This kind of life is so enjoyable! It's a shame that supplies will soon run out!"
Although one had to be vigilant against radiation and various dangers in the wilderness, having a sniper rifle and knowledge of sniping, one didn't need to worry too much in the wilderness near the city, aside from radiation.
"If I didn't need to rush back for exams, I should have gone further away!"
People are inherently lazy creatures. As long as there is no pressure, they will slack off. For example, Barrett Walker, despite thinking about taking risks, found the carefree life without having to worry about various exam questions very comfortable.
When tired, he could easily find a shelter to sleep in. When hungry, he could hunt a wild rabbit or something else. Despite being species that survived radiation, people had already adapted to eating such meat, with minimal impact. When it got hot, he could swim in the water. It was a heavenly life!
But as the deadline of one month gradually approached, Barrett Walker became anxious. His ammunition was running out, and he hadn't hunted anything, not even a single hair of a giant bug. Of course, giant bugs didn't have hair either.
"Sigh! Only five days left!"
Standing at the top of the mountain, Barrett Walker looked into the distance at the forest. He didn't know whether he was afraid of going too far and delaying the college entrance examination, or if he was afraid of the dangerous extraterrestrial creatures in the distance.
"Spend two days pushing myself to the limit, as far as I can go!"
Barrett Walker, feeling pressured, finally made a decision. He slung his gun, covered himself in twigs and grass, and headed deep into the forest.
Eating the roasted meat prepared two days ago, Barrett Walker walked for a day and a night without rest, feeling no fatigue aside from the desire to sleep. This level of exertion and the torment inflicted by the God of War in his childhood was child's play. He didn't know how many rivers and roads he had crossed, and even passed through several abandoned old towns that were overgrown with lush flora, completely devoid of human presence. Barrett Walker found several bottles of wine in these towns, a valuable commodity in the federation, despite not being a drinker.
Without resting, he walked for another day but still did not leave the forest or see the legendary extraterrestrial creature base. He only saw a mountain, very distinctive, with strange red rocks standing in the forest. These rocks were all fiery red, embedded with sparkling white glass. To Barrett Walker, these appeared to be glass, and there were more diamonds than he had ever seen!
Surrounding it were white roses and black tulips. In the midst of the flowers, Barrett Walker saw two cats, one white and one black, playing and chasing each other. Aside from these two cats, there was no other sign of life among the strange rocks. What struck Barrett Walker as peculiar was the fact that there was only a delicate thatched cottage on the bare mountaintop.
This gave Barrett Walker a feeling of being in a martial arts world, and himself as a hapless youth about to have an adventure. But with a gun on his back and wearing only a grass skirt, he looked more like a wild man, far from someone about to have an adventure. The eerie atmosphere felt like the setting of a horror movie, with himself as the victim.
With various thoughts swirling in his head, Barrett Walker watched the two flawless cats play without a care in the world. Their eyes, of different colors, were akin to precious gemstones.
Seeing the endearing behavior of the two cats, Barrett Walker couldn't resist the urge to hold them in his arms and console them, so he lowered his gun.
"Do not move! Otherwise, your life will be in jeopardy!" As Barrett Walker was about to approach, a sudden shout rang out.