He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

But for some reason, just a few days ago, this place was occupied by hundreds of Red Turban Army soldiers, who set up their headquarters near the hospital.

However, no Triania regular army was involved here, and the Red Turban Army's defenses were very lax, which allowed Zhang Beixing and his boss to enter the slum as if it were empty. They drove a car that they had casually pried off the street and swaggered into the slum.

The car stopped in front of a low building near the St. Francis Chinese Hospital. The hospital gate was visible not far ahead.

Two armed sentries stood guard outside the gate. They were dressed in regular military uniforms, but their faces were covered with red masks, which looked rather incongruous.

Clearly, both the weapons in their hands and the uniforms they wore were just taken from the bodies of fallen Trianian soldiers.

Zhang Beixing's gaze swept across the area. In the nearby mass grave, several daring slum dwellers were still rummaging through the corpses, trying to find valuables.

The entire slum was permeated with an atmosphere of decay and backwardness, as if a dark cloud was hanging over one's head and could not be dispelled. Everywhere one could see children with longing eyes but who were poorly clothed, and residents who were like walking corpses, making it difficult for anyone who came here to feel good.

The capital city of Tria is considered a world-class, advanced metropolis, but less than 100 kilometers away, the slums present a completely different picture.

Perhaps it was this stark wealth gap, along with numerous unseen undercurrents, that led to the outbreak of this large-scale war.

Zhang Beixing sighed softly, his gaze slowly returning from the distance to the fat boss driving the car. At the same time, he handed the AK47 rifle in his hand to the other man and slowly began to speak.

"You can use a gun, right?"

The boss reached out and took the rifle, grinning, "These days, even if we can't afford pork, we've at least seen pigs run."

"That's fine then. Here, take this gun." Zhang Beixing said casually. "I don't need you to kill anyone for me. Just protect yourself. Also, don't turn it off. Wait for me here. You're a smart man; you should know what you can and can't do."

The boss nodded hastily, a sly glint in his eyes, and chuckled, "I know, I know. I can't make it back to the port by myself. I have to cling to your coattails, brother."

As he spoke, the boss glanced at the hospital gate in the distance with a hint of worry, swallowed hard, and said, "But you really want to go in? Uh, never mind, just pretend I didn't say anything, but if you give me the gun, what will you use it for?"

Zhang Beixing smiled slightly, did not answer the question, and directly reached out to open the car door and stepped out.

However, the moment Zhang Beixing got off the car, a fully loaded SVD Dracon sniper rifle appeared out of thin air in his hand. The rifle was equipped with a high-precision optical sight on the rail, bipods on the spiral opening in front of the magazine inlet, and was loaded with bullets.

Instead of foolishly charging straight into the hospital gate, Zhang Beixing took advantage of a gap in the defenses he had found while patrolling the area in his car and headed straight for it.

The Red Turban Army was not a regular combat force after all, and their military skills were mostly low. Even the hospital, which they used as their base, was full of flaws and could not be considered a complete defense system at all.

For Zhang Beixing, sneaking in silently would be no problem at all.

The fat boss watched Zhang Beixing's retreating figure and secretly swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.

His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes darting around, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

……

The lobby on the first floor of the hospital.

Everyone crouched down, heads in their hands, and didn't sleep all night.

The presence of armed guards constantly moving around made all the hostages afraid to even breathe loudly.

With a loud "bang!"

The lobby door was violently pushed open, and a burly mercenary strode in aggressively after hanging up the phone.

Athena, leaning against the wall with a fully armed M4 assault rifle in her arms, couldn't help but chuckle leisurely, "Big Bear, why are you so angry so early in the morning? Want me to help you cool down?"

As a fellow member of Dane Strategic Resources, Big Bear remained unmoved by the provocations from his companion.

After all, everyone knows that beneath this woman's beautiful exterior lies a terrifying and venomous heart.

Big Bear strode forward impatiently, reaching the trembling hostages.

"Stop playing around. The boss has given us orders to bring Dr. Chen to him within an hour."

Athena dropped her playful expression, raised her chin haughtily, and nodded, letting the bear handle it himself.

Big Bear looked sullen.

Damn it! They always make me do the work, do they think I'm an idiot?
Despite his complaints, he dared not be perfunctory in carrying out the tasks assigned by his boss.

Big Bear pulled a self-defense pistol from his waist, his expression ferocious and his tone fierce.

"My patience has been exhausted by you guys. No one has told me who Dr. Chen is yet. I have no choice but to try my luck. I have pretty good eyesight."

As he spoke, he pressed a pistol against a male doctor's head and asked menacingly.

"You! Are you Dr. Chen?"

No one would be fearless with a gun pointed at their head; even the most principled person would feel a deep-seated fear of death.

The man was so frightened that he could barely speak and shook his head violently.

"No, it wasn't me! I wasn't..."

But he was brave enough not to directly betray Dr. Chen; he just kept denying that he was Dr. Chen.

Big Bear frowned, and pointed the gun at another male doctor wearing glasses, questioning him loudly and sternly.

"If it's not him, then it must be you?"

The middle-aged male doctor wearing glasses silently shook his head slowly, without saying a word.

It has to be said that Da Xiong was quite lucky; he found Dr. Chen, the person he was looking for, after only asking the second person.

Unfortunately, Dr. Chen wasn't stupid, so he naturally didn't admit it.

The questioning yielded no results and made no progress. Big Bear was getting impatient. Just as he was thinking of killing someone to make an example of someone, he decided to do so.

Suddenly, a young female doctor in a white coat stood up from the crowd and shouted loudly.

"It's me! It's me! Stop making things difficult for others!"

As she spoke, the female doctor walked over without any fear.

Big Bear looked the other person up and down in surprise, then burst into laughter, clearly not expecting that the Dr. Chen he was looking for was actually a woman.

"My God, Dr. Chen, what happened to your testicles? Hahahaha!"

Looking at the woman who stepped forward, Da Xiong gave her a thumbs up, expressing his respect for her courage.

Especially when other men lower their heads and dare not respond, a woman who dares to stand up, whether foolish or not, deserves respect.

But at the same time, Big Bear still thought the woman in front of him was a fool.

If she weren't Dr. Chen, and without this layer of protection, she would be a weak woman with no power to even kill a chicken. Imagine how miserable her fate would be if a woman appeared on the battlefield, exposed to a group of men without any legal constraints.

Big Bear put away his gun, having completed the task assigned by his boss, and chuckled as he prepared to leave with the female doctor.

At this moment, Athena, who was watching the show from behind, suddenly spoke up and said with a teasing laugh, "Based on a woman's intuition, I believe you are not Dr. Chen."

Big Bear, true to his name, is all brawn and no brains.

Just moments ago, I was overjoyed at having successfully found Dr. Chen, but then I realized I had been scammed, and I was immediately furious.

"Fake!"

Big Bear roared and was about to draw his gun and kill the female doctor without thinking twice.

The middle-aged man, who had been half-squatting on the ground wearing glasses, suddenly pulled out a scalpel, roared, and stabbed at the bear.

Athena, however, reacted swiftly, raising her gun and firing with practiced ease. —Bang! Bang! Bang!

A few streaks of bright red blood bloomed and exploded on the man's chest.

The man cried out in pain, then collapsed to the ground.

The surrounding medical workers immediately swarmed around, and the female doctor named Rachel hurriedly stood up and exclaimed in surprise.

"Dr. Chen!"

The moment the words left his mouth, all the mercenaries around him were stunned.

Although the bear was slow to react, it wasn't stupid. It quickly realized what was happening and angrily turned to Athena and shouted.

"Look what you've done! You killed Dr. Chen!"

Athena shrugged helplessly, wearing an innocent expression that said, "How was I supposed to know it was such a coincidence?"

Rachel knelt down without hesitation and began to stop the bleeding for Dr. Chen, providing emergency treatment.

Big Bear and Athena exchanged a glance but did not intervene. They stood aside, seemingly at a loss, completely unprepared for such an unexpected turn of events.

If they can be saved, that's fine. But if they can't be saved... then they'll have killed Dr. Chen, the person their boss is looking for, with their own hands. How will they explain that later?

Big Bear frowned, looking at Dr. Chen lying on the ground, barely alive. He suddenly punched himself in the head, feeling a bit of a headache!
Big Bear glared angrily at Athena, who had accidentally fired the gun. The latter shrugged helplessly, looking like she couldn't help him.

Blood gushed from the bullet hole in Dr. Chen's chest, staining his white coat red and flowing down the smooth floor. Rachel was trying to stop the bleeding, but it was clearly too late. Both blood and life force were rapidly draining from Dr. Chen's body.

"Ugh—damn it!"

Big Bear roared, raised his gun, aimed it at Rachel's head, and shouted sharply.

"Save him for me, or I'll strip you naked, you imposter, and throw you outside for those bastards to enjoy!"

Rachel looked up abruptly, showing no fear.

"Shut up! Don't disturb my surgery, I need hemostats and bandages!"

Big Bear looked sullen.

Rachel took the necessary surgical instruments from her assistant as if no one else was there, ignoring the beads of sweat on her forehead, and focused intently on stopping the bleeding of Dr. Chen, who was covered in blood.

Time passed second by second, and Dr. Chen's breathing gradually became rapid, his face grew pale and weak, as if he might faint at any moment.

Rachel's hand holding the knife trembled more and more, and she broke out in a cold sweat that soaked her clothes.

No, she can't do it, she can't save Dr. Chen!

"No...no, don't worry about me, Dr. Rachel, you...run!"

Dr. Chen's chest heaved violently, his eyes were resolute, but his pupils were rapidly dilating.

"No, I must save you! Dr. Chen, please hold on!" Rachel looked around helplessly, sobbing uncontrollably. "Does anyone have painkillers? I need painkillers!"

Wherever her gaze fell, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to be the first to stand out.

Zhang Qing, who was hiding in the crowd, suddenly remembered that she had ibuprofen in her backpack.

Although she didn't know if it was the right treatment, she couldn't bear to watch a great doctor pass away before her eyes.

Zhang Qing knew she was no saint, but she deeply admired doctors like Dr. Chen who selflessly dedicated their lives to curing intractable diseases.

"I...I have it."

Zhang Qing slowly raised his hand.

"I have painkillers, but I don't know if they'll work."

As he spoke, Zhang Qing slowly took out a strip of capsules from his backpack.

Rachel turned her head and glanced at it, as if grasping at a straw, and nodded repeatedly as if she had no other choice.

"Okay, give it to me, thank you!"

Several mercenaries consciously stepped back, allowing Zhang Qing to walk out of the crowd and hand the medicine to Rachel, who was doing her best to treat Dr. Chen.

Rachel didn't have time to say thank you. At this moment, time was life for Dr. Chen. Wasting even a second could cost him his life.

Despite Rachel's speed, she felt increasingly desperate about Dr. Chen's injuries, feeling powerless and helpless.

Dr. Chen looked at Rachel with a smile and gently instructed, "Don't let them get the inhibitor. In our hands, it's the antidote; in their hands, it's a weapon."

Rachel nodded repeatedly, tears welling in her eyes, and was sobbing uncontrollably.

"Yes, Doctor, I understand. It is an honor to learn so much valuable medical knowledge from you."

"Yes, I'm honored too..."

Dr. Chen's smile froze on his face.

Upon seeing this, Big Bear raised an eyebrow and roared in fury.

"Oh! No!"

"Since you couldn't save him, then you might as well die with him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Big Bear threw away his pistol and raised the heavy machine gun hanging on his chest.

The dark gun barrel opening looked menacing and terrifying.

He wanted to use the blood of all the hostages in front of him to extinguish the anger of his failed mission!

All the hostages gasped in shock, crouching on the ground, cowering and trying to escape the guns, but it was nothing short of a pipe dream.

Zhang Qing, who was standing at the very front, suddenly widened his eyes, his expression filled with terror.

--puff!

Just then, a faint sound of something sharp cutting through the air reached the bear's ears.

The bear froze, and a small bloody hole silently appeared on its head, with a trickle of blood sliding down its nose.

Immediately afterwards, the bear collapsed to the ground, dying instantly before it could even utter a cry of pain.

Athena's pupils contracted sharply to slits, and she exclaimed in alarm, "Watch out! There's a sniper!"

The enemy is in the open while we are in the dark.

Then what's the point of talking nonsense?

Just do it!
Zhang Beixing leaped into the hospital building, scaled the top of the second-floor exterior, held a sniper rifle, and crouched low against the second-floor window, taking in the entire lobby on the first floor.

The SVD Dragon sniper rifle takes the two major flaws of silence, flashlessness, and smokelessness—the easiest way to expose a sniper's position on the battlefield—and improves them to the extreme of modern sniper rifles.

The risk of snipers being exposed is greatly reduced, making it an essential tool for assassinations, whether at home or traveling, on the battlefield!

The domestically produced Type 85 sniper rifle was originally copied from the SVD sniper rifle. Its excellent performance has kept it in use to this day, which shows its superior design.

With a single shot, Zhang Beixing killed Da Xiong, the most powerful and threatening enemy, with a single blow. (End of Chapter)