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Chapter 4 The Eye of Death
"System, track the mission objective."

The location of mission objective 'Ethan' has been marked.

The golden dot representing Ethan instantly lit up on the minimap, indicating that he had already run quite a distance.

"This four-eyed guy's got some skills."

Du Mu raised an eyebrow, quite surprised.

That seemingly frail NPC actually has this kind of ability?
Could it be that Ethan is a hidden war god?

[Warning! The mission target's vital signs are rapidly declining; they are on the verge of death!]

The mission will be considered a failure if the objective is killed!

"Okay, pretend I didn't say that."

Under Tony's astonished gaze, the diamond pickaxe in Du Mu's hand vanished into thin air, replaced by a 93R pistol that gleamed with a cold, hard metallic luster.

"What are you"

"Wait for my good news."

Before Tony could finish speaking, Du Mu threw down a sentence and his figure had already chased after the light.

Just as Du Mu emerged from the cave and rounded the first bend, he ran head-on into several heavily armed terrorists.

Upon seeing Du Mu suddenly appear, the terrorists were clearly taken aback, and then frantically raised their guns, the dark muzzles all locking onto Du Mu!
"hands up!"

"Put down your weapons!"

"Squat down!"

"Don't move!"

Terrorists use a wide variety of languages, including some obscure and less common ones.

However, Du Mu could fully understand what they meant.

This is thanks to the fact that he checked the "Let us speak Chinese" option in the initial game settings. The system automatically translates all languages ​​into Chinese, and similarly, what he says is also converted into a language that the other party can understand.

"So do you want me to move or not?" Du Mu asked helplessly.

The terrorists seemed bewildered by his question, exchanging blank glances and failing to reach a consensus for a moment.

So they decided to get rid of the person who caused the problem!
Ta-ta-ta-ta-!
The terrorists grinned and pulled the triggers, unleashing a deluge of bullets at Du Mu!

Despite being about to be riddled with bullets, Du Mu remained calm.

"The Eye of Death!"

In an instant, the world seemed to be slowed down.

Time suddenly became viscous and slowed down, and everything around us almost stood still.

Even the bullet trajectories that were invisible to the naked eye became clearly visible at this moment, slowly advancing through the air like snails.

In this almost frozen space and time, only Du Mu's movements remained fluid.

His gaze swept over each terrorist, and a glaring red crosshair instantly appeared on the head of the locked target.

boom!boom!boom!boom!
The next moment, four gunshots rang out almost simultaneously.

Before the terrorists could even scream, blood exploded from their foreheads, and they collapsed to the ground with guns still pointed at them.

[Skill: Death Eye]

[Effect: After activating the skill, time slows down, allowing you to mark enemies and quickly fire at all marked targets. It also grants multiple abilities such as bullet tracking, weak point detection, unlimited ammo, and temporary X-ray vision.]

[Comment: I have a plan, a plan by Dog Egg!]

"Tsk, trash monsters, they don't even drop experience points."

Du Mu curled his lip in disdain and continued moving towards the spot of light.

The commotion clearly alerted the terrorists, and a flurry of footsteps quickly approached him.

boom!
A terrorist had just peeked halfway out from around the corner when Du Mu shot him in the head, sending tofu pudding flying everywhere.

The terrorists behind him were terrified and immediately raised their guns, firing wildly at Du Mu!
Du Mu hid behind the rock wall, calmly took out a flashbang, estimated the approximate location, pulled the pin, and threw it.

In an instant, blinding light burst forth in the narrow passage!
"Ah!" The terrorists screamed and covered their eyes, as if they were seeing heaven.

boom! boom! boom! boom--!
After a series of precise shots, it seemed as if the word "two" could be removed.

Soon, Du Mu fought his way to the end of the corridor and finally found Ethan.

Ethan's situation was not looking good at this point.

He lay pale-faced on the sandbag, blood gushing from several gruesome bullet holes in his chest.

Upon seeing Du Mu appear, Ethan, disregarding his injuries, shouted hoarsely, "Watch out! There's an ambush here!"

"go to hell!!"

The terrorists, who were hiding in the shadows, saw their target step into the trap and opened fire without saying a word!

Da da da da da—!
Gunfire erupted, and a hail of bullets rained down on Du Mu's location!

Du Mu reacted quickly, performing a tactical roll to hide behind cover. He glanced at the minimap, where the red dots representing the enemy were flashing, revealing the terrorists' positions.

"Thank goodness I wasn't playing an FPS game, or I would definitely have been banned."

boom!
A gunshot rang out, and the terrorist hiding in the corner suddenly had a flash of inspiration, collapsing onto his comrade next to him.

"No, Johnny, I'll take the blame for you."

boom!
Before his companion could finish speaking, a bloody hole, just like that of a certain president, appeared on his forehead.

boom! boom! boom! boom--!
Gunshots rang out continuously.

Each gunshot was accompanied by a terrorist falling to the ground.

The terrorists were horrified to discover that no matter how they moved or where they hid, Du Mu seemed to always be able to find their location and shoot them accurately through the head.

An absurd illusion arose in their minds, as if they were surrounded by the other person.

"Devil! He is a devil!"

The remaining terrorists, unable to withstand the pressure, turned and fled.

boom! boom! boom!
Several corpses fell to the ground with a thud.

Du Mu emerged from behind the cover and looked at the gruesome corpses scattered on the ground, but his heart remained unmoved.

As a player, his heart was colder than that of a fishmonger who had been killing fish for decades.

"Don't move! Or I'll kill him!"

A voice suddenly came from the side.

Du Mu looked in the direction of the sound and saw Ethan being held hostage by a bearded man, with a pistol pressed firmly against his temple.

Perhaps out of fear of Du Mu's marksmanship, the bearded man used Ethan as a human shield, hiding his obese body behind a greyhound, creating an indescribably comical scene.

"Don't worry about me," Ethan said weakly.

Du Mu remained silent.

If it weren't for the mission requirements, he might have considered taking out Ethan first, so that the other side would have no hostages.

Seeing that Du Mu seemed to care about Ethan's life or death, the bearded man was overjoyed and threatened sharply, "If you don't want him to die, throw away the weapon in your hand!"

"alright."

Du Mu unexpectedly cooperated and dropped the 93R in his hand on the ground.

Upon seeing this, the bearded man revealed a cruel smile and turned his gun towards Du Mu without hesitation.

"Hahaha, you're such an idiot! Get there!"

boom!
The bearded man's smile froze on his face as he fell straight down.

Du Mu, holding another 93R that had appeared in his hand at some unknown time, innocently said to the corpse, "You only said to throw away the one you had, but you didn't say that we couldn't use the one in the warehouse."

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(End of this chapter)