[COD] Newbie's Rise to Power

You just refuted Ghost in a formal discussion, a corporal refuted a lieutenant!

Four words instantly pop into your mind: Insubordination!

But the mistake has already been made, and now kneeling down won't help; it might even make you seem cowardly and wavering.

So, you said to the ghost with a determined look:

"I apologize, Lieutenant. I was a bit agitated and offended you, but I believe the warehouse is very important and should not be taken lightly."

Just as you finished speaking, Oris's voice rang out.

"Location tracking stopped."

You all turned to look at the screen and saw that the red dot, which had been moving slowly, finally stopped in one place.

Foster Town.

It's called a small town, but it only has a few houses and isn't even as big as a village. It must have been called that a long time ago.

“They stopped in the town. Perhaps the person who was supposed to meet them is in the town. I think we can start from the town and have YN investigate the warehouse.”

If the other side is all in the town, then a bloody battle is inevitable, so it's safer for you to go and investigate the warehouse.

"The warehouse has too open a view; it's dangerous for her to go there. I don't agree!"

Koenig, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke. His voice was much hoarse than usual, as if he had been strangled.

You sighed inwardly and calmly analyzed the situation for him:

"No matter how dangerous it is, someone has to do this, and as a sniper, I am good at reconnaissance."

Among the soldiers in this team, only you and another veteran are primarily responsible for reconnaissance and sniping, so it's best if the two of you take on this mission.

You then explained to them: "Although the warehouse has a wide view and is difficult to approach, there is a river 400 meters away, which we can use."

Kamo looked worried as he heard you say that: "You want to dive down from upstream and get closer to the warehouse? But it's still easy to spot, and diving for a long time in this weather is very dangerous."

You smiled faintly and said reservedly, "Well... there's always a way."

Koenig was still worried and called out loudly, "YN, I'm with you. I'll support you if anything happens."

“I believe that YN has the ability, and as a soldier, she must also learn to carry out missions independently.”

The ghost suddenly spoke, forcefully setting the agenda.

Then, he glanced sideways at Koenig:

"Kornig, you're coming with me to the village. That's an order!"

It wasn't that Ghost had ulterior motives, but rather that Koenig's role was assault, and infiltration and reconnaissance were not suitable for him.

ch.270: Kill them!

"Attention all members, remember your code names, focus on your tasks during this mission, and do not interfere in anything else!"

In the mountains a kilometer from the town, several off-road vehicles came to a sudden stop, and everyone got out of the cars, only to hear the ghost's warning.

He divided the operation into four teams: assault, support, surveillance, and infiltration. Each team was given a temporary code name using the first letter of its name to distinguish their responsibilities.

They are A, S, M, and the squad you are in charge of infiltrating, which uses the code name Y.

The Ghosts responsible for the assault were A-1, Camor was A-2, and Koenig was A-3, etc.

Before setting off, the usually taciturn Ghost gave a final reminder, warning them not to interfere in other matters that might affect the mission without orders.

Since there were more than just Ghost's henchmen here, Camo stepped forward to cooperate at the right time.

"Did you all understand?"

Then everyone started to reply.

"Yes, sir!"

The ghost turned its head.

"Set off."

Cameron followed, and Koenig, carrying a gun, followed closely behind.

A dozen or so fully armed men crouched low as they moved through the jungle, quietly reaching the bushes two or three hundred meters away from the village.

The ghost at the front raised its hand to signal a halt, then peered through the gaps in the bushes at the village ahead.

In a village with only a few low-rise houses, three masked men patrolled the rooftops.

This distance...

"Use the silencer to take them out."

At this distance, a silencer won't be able to reach the other party.

After Ghost finished speaking, he immediately installed a silencer on his rifle and then aimed forward.

Cameron and Koenig did as instructed.

Koenig's blue eyes, visible through the two holes, widened excitedly as he stared at the scope and whispered something.

"One person, one at a time, let's fire simultaneously."

"twenty three..."

"twenty three..."

"1!"

A hand adorned with a snake-shaped gold bracelet rested on the sniper rifle hanging beside it.

You are lying in a huge, swaying log floating on the water.

These are logs you deliberately felled, hollowed out in the middle, just big enough to fit you, drifting downstream from upstream.

You look up at the misty blue sky, holding your sniper rifle hanging on the broken wooden wall. After hearing your teammate's confirmation in your headset, you loosen your grip on the rope in your other hand.

The stone, which had been tied to a rope and submerged underwater, fell silently and rapidly as the rope loosened!

After the stone fell to the bottom of the river, the extra rope in the broken log got stuck in the groove after the log continued to drift for another meter.

The broken log stopped drifting due to the weight of the stones and the restraint of the rope.

You carefully turn over, using the branches and leaves, which resemble broken wood, to support your body as you slowly rise.

You set up your camouflaged sniper rifle, and from a distance it looks like extra branches on a broken tree.

Actually, using binoculars would make it easier to observe, but you're afraid that if you're discovered, the enemy will fire first, so using a sniper rifle allows you to retaliate in time.

In the field of view of the scope, the warehouse converted from an abandoned factory lay lurking at the foot of the hillside in the distance.

The warehouse is a concrete structure, with reinforced iron doors tightly closed, and welded iron bars are faintly visible on the lintel.

There is a row of tall windows on the right wall, the glass of which has long been broken and is haphazardly covered with sheet metal.

The rusty corrugated iron roof emitted an eerie, faint red glow, the source of which was unknown...

The warehouse was surrounded by overgrown weeds, and a few withered trees stood crookedly, like dying sentinels.

Three dark figures moved about in the open space in front of the warehouse. A man in a black jacket leaned against the iron gate, smoking, his military boots rhythmically tapping the ground. His right hand remained tucked into his hip, where a bulge clearly indicated a pistol.

He glanced around from time to time, his brow furrowed, seemingly uneasy about the surrounding silence, clearly on guard.

Twenty meters away, another man in camouflage pants was pacing back and forth, playing with a folding knife in his hand, the blade flashing coldly as he turned it.

Suddenly, he stopped and kicked the weeds to his left, startling several birds of unknown species.

The man's gaze followed the bird as it took flight, revealing a tattoo on his neck.

You frown and memorize the tattoo design.

You move the scope, and in the shadows to the left of the warehouse, a third figure is crouching on the ground, inspecting something.

He was wearing a baseball cap, the brim pulled low, so all that could be seen was him pulling a metal tube from his canvas bag and connecting it to some kind of device...

It looks like a shotgun barrel.

A gust of wind blew by, stirring up dust on the ground. He quickly looked up and warily stared in your direction, making you hold your breath as if he were staring at you through a camera lens!

Your finger is even hovering over the trigger!

Fortunately, the man's gaze was not fixed; it drifted left and right before he lowered his head again to continue assembling the weapon.

The iron gate suddenly creaked open a crack.

A man in a gray hoodie poked his head out from the gap and whispered a few words to the man smoking.

The man who was smoking threw away his cigarette butt, crushed it out with his foot, and then pushed open the iron gate and went inside.

In just a few seconds, you captured the stacked wooden crates inside the door, the rows of neatly arranged and familiar reagents on the shelves, and the camera mounted in the corner.

The iron gate was quickly closed again, leaving only two people outside pacing back and forth.

A crow circled overhead, cawing hoarsely, adding to the eeriness of this desolate place.

You've confirmed that this warehouse is indeed a place where cyanide is stored.

Just as you were about to check if there were any convenient evacuation routes nearby, or if there were any helicopters hiding, a gunshot suddenly rang out.

The next instant, you felt a jolt, and the spot where the broken wood had been shot through opened up, blasting out some wood chips!

After glancing at it out of the corner of your eye, you quickly shifted your gaze back to the scope.

You see one of the men holding a gun, aiming it in your direction.

"what happened?"

A man wearing a baseball cap approached him and asked a question.

"That broken tree in the river is strange; it hasn't moved for a long time."

The man holding the gun answered.

Man in baseball cap: "Is it stuck?"

The man with the gun said, "I'm afraid it's not stuck. Let's see if it moves after I fire a few shots."

As he spoke, he fired another shot in your direction!

The bullet hit your left side this time, but fortunately the trees were thick enough to withstand the shot.