Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

"Brother Jiang, have you ever thought about serving the country?"

Wang Dang felt that such talents should not be buried among the people, but should be brought into the court.

"Forget about me. I am not very knowledgeable and I am afraid I will not pass the exam. So I won't bother to do it. I have just been to many places and seen many things. I am not like you who are really well-educated."

Jiang Han laughed it off, politely declining Wang Dang's invitation.

"Brother Jiang, you are too modest. I feel that I still have a lot to learn from you. Brother Jiang, if I come to Yangzhou again, can I still come to you for advice?"

"Haha, feel free to come here. This isn't some deep palace. If you want to come, just tell me."

Jiang Han unknowingly got himself into a big trouble.

Volume 75: Chapter Chapter : Rage

It was winter, and there were not many leaves in the forest, and the grass leaves were relatively dry and yellow, which slightly weakened the hunting atmosphere in NTW.

But it's very comfortable to ride a pony with a very hunting atmosphere.

After confirming the handover of the mission, M4A1 and 45 left their original locations and returned to report. They also let them take the horses back. Now NTW was the only one in the huge forest, feeling comfortable and at ease.

At this moment, she is running towards the commanding heights.

The weight of the gun, plus the complex mountain terrain, with all kinds of steep slopes and stone obstacles, increases physical exertion, so running up the mountain is a very, very, very physically demanding thing, but NTW is in human form, so she can run at full speed without any burden.

He rushed up the slopes and jumped over the rocks. The huge black figure rushed to the top of the mountain like a black gust of wind, without even a breath disturbed.

Humanoids who have no pulse, no heartbeat, and no breathing to affect the stability of their shooting are all natural sharpshooters.

According to the topographic map provided by 45, this point should be the highest point in this area. From here, the whole picture of the bandit camp can be clearly observed. The straight-line distance from the camp is about 900 to one kilometer. The situation in the camp can be seen at a glance.

Using hay to make a prone mat, NTW opened the front bracket, adjusted the eyepiece, and began to observe the sentry points in the camp one by one according to the points in the intelligence.

The humanoid mind cloud map is quite convenient. The moment the enemy is seen through the eyepiece, his position has been marked on the electronic topographic map in the cloud map. There is no need to record the coordinates because they are already clearly remembered in the mind.

Taking out a piece of potato pancake, NTW took a bite silently. The point had been confirmed, and the next step was to wait for the signal to start the action.

Sniper is actually a profession that requires a lot of patience and endurance. Due to his position as an assassin on the battlefield, the most important thing is to hide himself. Bullets from unknown sources are the most difficult to defend against.

Therefore, after selecting a sniper position, snipers often need to wait and hide for several days, completely integrating themselves into the environment, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating all at this point without moving, and sometimes even have to poop in their pants, but NTW is in human form, so there is no such worry.

Beautiful girl dolls can't poop!

The scale of a sniper rifle is quite sensitive. Every sniper will adjust the scale according to his own habits to ensure a clear sniping feeling. So if someone asks you how to accurately provoke a sniper, just go up and reset his scale to zero. You will be finished if he can't do it.

Through the scope, NTW saw the situation of the bandits' camp.

This is a camp of considerable size, as can be seen from its tall camp walls. Although they are made of wood, the fact that such tall walls can be built in such a mountainous terrain that is easy to defend but difficult to attack is in itself a manifestation of strength.

By evening, the bandits in the camp were preparing dinner and having fun after dinner.

The quality of these bandits was uneven. Most of them were still wearing ragged clothes as they walked around the camp. Some of them who looked like senior leaders were wearing armor, some of which was only half complete and no one knew where they got it from.

There were many victims hanging in the camp. These people were hung on a pole, like lambs to be slaughtered. Their bodies were covered in blood, and it was obvious that they had suffered a lot of torture.

The whole camp was quite dirty and messy. The ground was frozen because it was freezing cold, but it looked relatively dry. If it were summer, there would definitely be stinky mud everywhere you walked.

NTW has been carrying out missions outside for many years and has seen a lot. She still finds it difficult to accept the actions of these people, but her professional ethics allow her to endure it and continue to keep an eye on them.

Soon, she saw something new.

Two bandits dragged a figure out of the house. The one in front grabbed the woman's long hair as if she was dragging a rag sack. The woman looked dead, naked, and did not make any resistance, nor did she show any signs of movement. After being dragged out of the room, the man threw the woman on the ground. The woman rolled on the ground and did not move anymore.

"This guy is dead. Take him to the kitchen. Catch another one from the dungeon for the brothers. Wash it clean. Don't let grandpa play with that dirty thing. It's disgusting."

"Okay, Third Boss, just watch and make sure we clean it up thoroughly!"

The younger brother bowed his body and agreed, then turned to the minions beside him and said, "Come and help carry the man away! We'll have meat tonight!"

Several minions stepped forward, some lifting their arms and some lifting their feet, and carried the woman towards the other direction of the camp.

NTW adjusted the focus of the scope to the maximum, trying to see the woman's current vital state clearly.

"Hey, this guy isn't dead yet?"

I was surprised to find that the woman in my arms was still breathing.

"Dead or alive, it doesn't matter. Soon they will all be the meat in the pot. Hold on tight, this bitch is so heavy."

"Hey, okay"

The chef in the bandit camp had a bandit-like appearance, with a face full of flesh and the fat on his belly showed that he often ate secretly.

"Why, is this new stuff today?"

"Yes, this is it. The Third Master just broke it. This is the third one this month. We brothers are in for a treat now."

"Hey, that's enough, put the meat on the chopping board, this is none of your business."

The cook touched his stomach and started to chase people away.

"okay!"

The two lackeys carried the man to the chopping board, patted the non-existent dust on their palms, turned around and left: "Hey, cook, we've been so tired for so long, you have to give us two more pieces of meat tonight."

"Get lost! You two bastards, you're just carrying something and you dare to ask for meat!"

The cook dismissively drove away the two lackeys, turned and went into the inner room, took out a large kitchen knife and a boning knife, and crossed the two knives together, rubbing against each other and making a loud noise.

"Ah...ah..."

The woman seemed to still retain some basic consciousness. She seemed to be struggling to make a sound, but her dry throat could no longer satisfy her wish.

"Huh? He's still alive. This is really... This Third Master can't even do his job well, how come he was sent to me alive..."

The cook grumbled a little dissatisfied.

"Forget it, just live. You've eaten so much, it doesn't matter if you're alive. Don't blame me when you go down. Every wrong has its perpetrator. In your next life, find a good birth."

In the woman’s eyes, the ferocious cook raised the kitchen knife in his hand and pointed it at her thin neck.

"boom!"

The next second, with a loud bang, the cook's entire upper body was blown into pieces of meat, and a huge hole was blasted in the earthen house behind him.

A kilometer away, NTW's spear was smoking and his face was ashen.

Volume 76: Chapter Chapter : Death Sentence

What does it feel like when a 20x110 caliber bullet hits a person?

The answer is, if you're hit in the torso, you'll basically be left with only a pair of legs. It's the same as being hit by a cannonball.

Due to the distance of more than one kilometer, the violent gunshots came only after the cook had turned into a pool of minced meat, allowing the bandits in the camp to finally react to what had happened.

It’s thundering!!!

There is an enemy attack!!

All kinds of shouts suddenly rang out, and the camp was almost instantly ignited like a firecracker.

"It's artillery!!! Get down!!!"

Qian Wu ran out hurriedly wearing his armor. When he saw the miserable state of the cook and the building behind him, he immediately understood the situation. He started to warn loudly, trying to gather the bandits.

As soon as the word "lie down" came out of Qian Wu's mouth, he turned into flying pieces of meat in an instant. Then there was a thunderous sound. The crowd, who had originally felt a little relieved by seeing the appearance of the boss, were surrounded by panic again.

Everyone has seen dead people, but the way a person died in an instant, turning into minced meat without even a trace of the whole body, was too cruel. It magnified the panic in the hearts of the bandits present infinitely. No one wanted to be the next one, and everyone was afraid of being the next one.

The most critical skill for a sniper is to find his target well. They are assassins on the battlefield. Once they make a move, the enemy will kill them at all costs, using artillery fire, bombing with tanks, and machine gunning after blowing up their whereabouts. No one will confront you honestly, so the conditions for a sniper to survive after making a move are quite difficult. Therefore, you must give priority to taking out the opponent's high-value targets, so that even if you die, it will not seem too bad.

Looking for people who might be officers in the crowd is a compulsory course for every sniper. People like Qian Wu, who wear armor, are different from others, and speak loudly to give orders when they see things, are NTW's first targets.

Since I have already taken action and alerted the enemy, the commander's original battle plan has already failed. So I might as well go all out and make the best of a bad situation and simply destroy the camp. In this way, even if the process is wrong, as long as the result is right, I can still get points.

NTW had a blank expression on her face as she pulled the bolt and ejected the shell from the chamber. She quickly suppressed her hot-blooded emotions and focused on how to cause greater damage to the enemy. Now she was cold and efficient.

"The boss is dead!!!"

Such a shrill declaration completely opened the prelude to chaos in the bandit camp. The bandits were originally a group of rabble, not to mention any military skills. Without a leader, they instantly turned into a bunch of headless flies running around.

The person who spoke may not have any intention of disrupting the morale of the army, but in that environment, the panic was constantly amplified, and there would always be someone who spoke up, and then the panic would continue to spread.

"What are you doing! Damn it, it's just a cannon, find out where it was fired from!"

The third in command was still half naked when he came out of the house. He tried to maintain order while putting on his pants, but soon he was accurately killed by a flying bullet again.

"Where is the attack coming from?"

There are also ruthless people among the bandits. Seeing the situation deteriorating, the bandits also tried to find out the enemy's location and counterattack.

"I don't know. The brothers in the sentry tower didn't find anything. Looking over the past 500 steps, there was not even a single person."

"Then where did this shell come from? Could it be that it flew from the opposite hill? There is no cannon in the world that can fire that far!"

The small leader was furious and yelled at his subordinates, trying to cover up his panic with anger.

Wait, the opposite hill?

He turned his head and looked at the only mountain higher than his camp. It seemed as if something was getting bigger in his pupils.

The NTW's magazine only had a capacity of three rounds. After it was empty, she replaced the magazine with a new one. Then, she stood up, put the gun behind her back, took a deep breath, and started running towards the bandit camp.

Leaping high from the cliff, stretching his arms backwards, NTW drew a perfect arc and crashed into the forest below.

He crossed his hands in front of him, letting the branches whip his arm armor, and then fell to the ground.

He adjusted his posture, shifted his center of gravity forward, and used his legs to run forward. The dirt under his feet seemed to be blown away.

“Someone is coming up!!”

The bandits hiding behind the camp wall saw a figure rushing towards them quickly.

"Close the camp gate quickly!"

There was a serious problem in the bandits' communication. The bandit who reported the incident did not say that there was only one person over there, and the frightened bandits had no intention of confirming in detail with the people in front of them. They just kept thinking about how to evade. In their opinion, anyone who could launch such a fierce artillery attack must be a very large force.

"No, no!!! There is only one person! Only one!!"

The sentry on the watchtower finally remembered his duty and watched NTW flying rapidly towards the camp wall while passing information to his companions behind him.

"only one?"

The bandits behind the camp wall were also stunned for a second. A man rushed into the camp? Was this in some story? Who did we run into?

It was this one second of hesitation that made them miss the last chance to attack NTW and cause her some trouble.

He pulled out the long gun from behind, aimed at the gate without aiming, and fired a shot! The 20mm caliber bullet was fired and hit the gate fiercely, and a big hole was blasted out of the tight camp gate!

NTW's men kept firing, pulling the bolt to eject the bullets, and firing again!

In a short moment, all the bullets in the box were fired at the camp gate. Every gunshot frightened the bandits in the camp.

NTW put away his spear and took out the two-handed sword at his waist. He pointed his elbow forward and, like an engineering hammer, he completely pierced through the door whose structural integrity had been blown away!

The flying wood chips and the bandits who were blown away by the impact of the collision were hiding behind the camp wall, staring blankly at everything in front of them. The bandits who had not yet reacted, held their heads and pretended to be turtles. At this moment, time seemed to be full, all because of the figure that crashed into the camp gate.

"I am NTW-20, a sniper affiliated with Griffin. I have been ordered to carry out a hunting operation."

NTW slowly stood up and slowly introduced himself to the bandits who were staring at him in a daze in the camp. His dark metal armor was extremely eye-catching in the crowd.

"The forest in the hunting ground is beautiful, and the air is fresh. Scum like you should be burned to ashes in hell."

Volume 77: Chapter Chapter : Death and Life

"Life has dignity, NTW, whether you are a human or a humanoid, in my eyes, you are irreplaceable. No matter how you are rebuilt, you will always be an independent you."

This is what the commander said to himself. That annoying guy had been telling him that he should cherish life, not only his own, but also the lives of others, and even the prey in his hands.

She likes hunting, but she always follows the commander's words.

So, after seeing what happened in the bandit camp, she was so angry. How could someone be so indifferent to the lives of others? How could someone treat a fellow creature like a newly-killed rabbit?

How could someone be so disgusting?

He now finally understood what the commander meant by that strange expression and inexplicable words when he asked him to come over. These people actually treated their own kind as livestock and food reserves and kept them in captivity!

Originally, his goal was just to keep a close eye on and observe the combat habits of these bandits, then determine the route of the raid, wait for the order to attack, and then eliminate all the people left behind after the main force went to the farm.

But after seeing all this, she changed her purpose. She wanted to use the big sword in her hand to hunt down all these scums without leaving a single one alive.

"You will make the hunting ground dirty, so are you ready to die?"