[COD] Newbie's Rise to Power

Kruger pointed to the bottle of water with his spoon, his tone as nonchalant as ever.

“Nicto rarely initiates contact with others, let alone gives them things. Sweetheart, what did you do to him?”

It seems something interesting happened to you while he was away.

You were also confused: "I didn't do anything, and I'm not very familiar with him."

Suddenly you think of the fight you just had on the training field, and the anxiety in his voice after he hurt you.

"Could it be... an apology? Because he hurt me just now and feels guilty?"

ch.62: What I dislike about it

"Ha...you really are...but maybe you're right."

His tone at the beginning seemed to be mocking you, but the second half of his sentence affirmed you.

You looked at him suspiciously.

"I feel like you have something to say but aren't saying it. Speak up, are you trying to mock me again?"

Kruger: "You really want me to mock you? As you wish, Fool."

After saying that, he provocatively tapped his head with his finger, indicating that you're mentally ill.

The fist hardened.

You hold out your hand: "Give me back my cake."

Kruger, however, quickly picked it up before you could even touch it.

"Hey, I'm warning you not to touch it, it's mine."

After saying that, he reached into the mesh cover with the cake in his hand and started eating.

You angrily picked up your fork, stabbed it into the steak, and then stuffed it into your mouth.

After eating a few pieces of fried pork cutlet, your throat starts to feel dry, so you subconsciously pick up the bottled water next to you.

The cool liquid went down my throat like a dry sponge falling into a lake. After absorbing the water, the originally dry and rough sponge quickly expanded and became moist and soft.

And only now do you realize something.

You don't know why Nicholas sent you water, but you understand why he chose to send you water.

Just now, because you were getting food for Kruger, plus your own, you had to carry two plates by yourself, so you didn't get drinks or soup.

Kruger was alright; at least he had a bowl of beef soup. But you not only didn't have soup, your food was just dry fried meat.

In this situation, pairing it with a bottle of water would be just right.

You marvel at how thoughtful Nicole is, then pick up the bottled water and take another sip.

You know what, the water that someone else gave me tasted better than the water I bought myself. It even made the tasteless purified water taste a little sweet.

After dinner, you and Kruger take a walk around the base.

Looking at his disgusted expression, an idea popped into your head.

"Hey, Kruger, don't you want to get some exercise?"

Kruger's resentment was practically overflowing.

"Nonsense! If I had to live a leisurely life like an old man every day, I might as well retire early."

You smiled and reassured him, "To avoid making you retire early, let's go shooting!"

Kruger became interested: "Are you serious?"

You nodded vigorously: "Really."

Kruger looked at you suspiciously: "Aren't you afraid my wound will reopen and I won't be able to get you back sooner?"

Your smile paused.

So he knew all along...

Knowing that your true purpose has been exposed, you stop arguing and instead push him forward while making promises.

"Don't worry, it definitely won't affect your wound!"

He didn't hold back then and asked you directly:

"Where do you want to go? The shooting range or the back mountain?"

Asking this question is a roundabout way of asking whether you want to play with a rifle or a sniper rifle.

Your eyes darted around, and you smiled slyly.

"Let's go to the back mountain! I've been craving those two sniper rifles in your room for ages."

Those two guns look very expensive; you probably couldn't get them for less than ten thousand US dollars!

These are far superior to the guns you use during training at the base.

That's great, mercenaries are really rich, you're even a little tempted.

Kruger was speechless: "So they were planning to shoot me."

He said, "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

You look at him expectantly and make a sincere request:

"Please, I've never handled such a fine gun before..."

Kruger frowned: "Then you..."

"I promise I will use it carefully and absolutely will not break it!"

You answer right away!

You can understand. After all, it's your beloved gun, and it's so expensive. You wouldn't want someone else to touch it so casually.

Actually, you weren't sure either, whether Kruger would agree.

But how will you know if you don't try? What if you don't?

Seeing the longing in your eyes, Kruger's brow relaxed, as if he was about to give in.

You should quickly put in more effort.

"I really wanted to be a sniper, but I was assigned to the assault class. Owning a good sniper rifle is my dream!"

"If I can't have it, touching it will do! Please, for my pitiful state..."

Please...

Kruger turned his head away: "Alright, that's enough!"

You look at him with delight: "You agreed!?"

Kruger turned and walked away, scoffing, "Follow me, before I change my mind."

You immediately followed after them, all excited and eager.

On the back hill, you carefully placed that black sniper rifle on the ground.

You lay your entire body flat on the ground, then placed a sandbag under the butt of the sniper rifle as a stabilizer.

After determining the target to shoot at, you roughly estimated the distance, tested the temperature with a temperature meter, and finally observed the wind speed.

"Distance...630 meters, temperature 29 degrees Celsius, scope adjustment...1.3, right...1.1."

You muttered to yourself, then adjusted the scope according to the calculated data.

Feeling the intense gaze from the side, you turn to Kruger and give him a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry, I'll be very careful, I won't break your scope."

After you finished speaking, you turned your head back and looked at the scope.

After aiming at the target, press your cheek close to the stock of the sniper rifle and secure it...

Don't put your hand inside the trigger and pull it!

"Yes! Hit!"

A smile played on your lips.

Good guns are really different; they not only feel good to the touch, but also feel great to fire.

"So, when you say 'shooting,' you mean I watch you shoot?"

Kruger looked at your excited expression and spoke softly.

"Of course not!"

You immediately refute this.

Then she looked at him expectantly and said, "Kruger, you are an excellent sniper. I want to learn from you."

"You know, I really want to be a sniper..."

There's more to it than just shooting!

After all, you know your own abilities are still in their early stages.

Your maneuver just now would probably seem like a baby learning to walk to a sniper of Kruger's caliber.

Therefore, you are eager to learn some experience from him.

"Who told you I'm a sniper?"

Kruger rejected your flattery and threw a question back at you.

Now you're stunned.

"Aren't you a sniper?"

Although the game's official description doesn't explicitly state his class, both times you encounter him, he's on sniping missions, and he always wears a camouflage net over his head—what else could he be but a sniper?

"Mercenaries have to do all kinds of missions; there's no fixed distinction."

Kruger chuckled softly and answered.

Although he appeared relaxed, it seemed he didn't care about it at all.