King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Chapter 113: Chapter 113 Sniping Old Mori 2

Joe Ga shifted his telescope toward the front of the prison, where a SWAT armored vehicle was parked, along with several police cars, likely the deployed forces of the Catania police.

Whether these policemen were there to protect Old Mori or to keep an eye on him was uncertain, but Joe Ga was sure that if Antar hadn't identified Old Mori's routine, allowing Dorian to choose his way of action, the scene would definitely be intense.

Joe Ga, holding his telescope, attempted to zoom in to check out the equipment of the Catania SWAT when he saw a silver-gray sedan entering the prison parking area.

The officers resting there stood up the moment the sedan stopped, blocking the entrance of the prison.

A man in a gray suit with graying hair got out of the car; he seemed accustomed to the policemen's attitudes, simply walking past them with a smile as he met the gazes of several officers blocking his way.

Soon the prison door opened, and even from a great distance, Joe Ga could sense the resentment of the officers, leading him to guess that the guy might be Old Mori's lawyer.

This time, Joe Ga did not disturb Nis and Antar, but quickly raised his SVD.

Joe Ga's feet were on two thick horizontal branches, and when he felt that his movements were not as smooth as he'd like, he chose to squat on a branch, leaning against the tree to support his rifle.

After waiting for about fifteen minutes, just when Joe Ga thought something might have gone wrong, Antar suddenly said through the communicator, "Target incoming, they're coming downstairs, about 15 seconds to the corridor."

Upon hearing this, Joe Ga instantly pointed his gun towards the west staircase of the building, where an orange figure and two escorting officers passed by a narrow window, heading toward the corridor.

"Wind direction is southeast, wind speed 3 meters, no correction for angle, target's pace is fast at 2 meters.

We'll take the shot at the second window, boss fires the first shot, Devil Bird follows up."

Named by Devil Bird, Joe Ga suddenly grew tense, he pointed his gun at the second window and placed the crosshair of his scope slightly below the center of the window, according to the estimated height of Old Mori.

The sudden tension caused a surge of adrenaline in Joe Ga, and then his mind quieted down, free of any distractions.

With his slow breaths, time seemed to slow down a tad in this moment.

When a short, fat, bald man in an orange prison uniform reached the middle of the window, Joe Ga almost instinctively pulled the trigger.

Just as Joe Ga pulled the trigger, Old Mori, who was walking a bit hurriedly, seemed to be tripped by something, staggered unexpectedly, and involuntarily leaned forward, swinging his arms as if trying to regain his balance.

A loud "bang" rang out as Joe Ga's bullet pierced the glass but missed unexpectedly.

In the moment Joe Ga missed, Nis on the side fired her gun.

"Bang"

Old Mori's disheveled appearance also caught Nis off guard, but she was always steady. She quickly adjusted and her bullet accurately struck Old Mori's shoulder.

The .338 Lapua Magnum bullet deviated slightly when it shattered the glass, and when it hit Old Mori's shoulder, the angle of entry tore open a large piece of muscle, spun with his body, and sent him crashing against the wall on the inner side of the corridor.

"Bang"

Just as Joe Ga was about to follow up with another shot, a bullet struck Old Mori's chest as he faced the window, exploding into a burst of blood on the wall behind.

As soon as Joe Ga confirmed Antar had made the hit, he swung his gun toward the watchtower and fired several shots.

First, a bullet destroyed a loudspeaker, then two consecutive bullets hit the tower's beams, scaring the curious guards into prostrate on the ground.

"Move, move, move, let's pull out.

Elephant, the Catania SWAT at the prison entrance are on the move, make a call to block them on the bridge."

"Elephant received."

After Joe Ga issued the order, he put on his gloves and slid down the rope.

However, after landing, Joe Ga found that Nis and Antar had already touched down and were organizing their gun bags. He gave Antar a thumbs-up and said, "That shot just now was beautiful."

Antar zipped up the guitar case containing his rifle and slung it over his shoulder, then nodded at Joe Ga and said, "Thanks. Actually, Devil Bird had already made the hit. I just wanted to be extra sure."

Nis, wearing a similar guitar case, expressed his annoyance, "No, I missed!

At the Ad-Damazin shooting range, I always shoot at a 15-degree downward angle. The angle here was too flat, and I miscalculated the trajectory. My bullet has a very straight trajectory, and I should have aimed lower."

Joe Ga wasn't the type to nitpick because he had his own issues, namely, he always aimed for the head. If he had aimed at old Mori's chest earlier, he could have taken out the old guy with the first shot.

After quickly packing up his gun bag, Joe Ga walked swiftly northward, saying, "Stop worrying about it, these are small problems. Just practice more. Move quickly, let's go…"

The trio hurried through the woods and, after about 1.5 kilometers, they met up with Dorian and Karman at the river bend.

Once aboard the boat, Joe Ga took a deep breath and said, "Start the boat, let's get out of here."

This wasn't Joe Ga's first time killing someone, but killing someone in what he perceived as a 'civilized world' was a first, and he was a naturally nervous person.

His nervousness sometimes led to strange gains and states, but it also took a heavy toll on his stamina.

Joe Ga wouldn't feel the strain while he was tense, but once he relaxed, he would find his heart racing and, if his stamina was greatly depleted, he would feel more fatigued than others.

Overcoming these psychologically induced issues would require long-term training, but Joe Ga still had time.

The boat stolen by Dorian was a small fishing vessel. They placed their bags on deck, then removed the ghillie suits Antar had made from grass and leaves, revealing T-shirts and jeans underneath, making them look like a group of youngsters at play.

Only after several kilometers did Joe Ga completely calm down. He took a deep breath and said to Dorian, "I still have a lot to learn, aside from diving training. Do you have any recommendations for tactical training?"

Looking at Nis and Antar, Joe Ga shook his head and said, "Aside from shooting and running, almost all of my movements are a beat slower. My gun is even lighter than Devil Bird's — that's a bit too humiliating."

Dorian, steering the boat, looked back at Joe Ga and laughed, "Boss, being able to run and shoot is enough. You don't plan to be on the battlefield every day, do you?

You're the boss; you can't always be taking our jobs."

Joe Ga shook his head, "That won't do. We're only a few people. Am I supposed to put you in front every time there's trouble?

I need to grow up faster. I never noticed before, but the more battles I go through, the more I feel I'm lacking."

Impressed, Dorian gave a thumbs-up and said, "You are the most modest boss I've ever met, and I believe you'll be the most successful one too.

If you want military training, you probably won't find an appropriate camp in Italy.

But if you finish your diving training, once we're back in Africa, I can contact a military service company in South Africa. They have specialized training camps and instructors.

They're not the best, but compared to American companies, they have far fewer restrictions.

Whatever you want to learn, they can find you an instructor for it."

As Dorian spoke, a buzzing sound suddenly came from the sky. Soon after, a helicopter emblazoned with the 'GIS' insignia skimmed by at low altitude, heading towards the prison.

Dorian slapped his forehead in resignation, "It's 'Leather Headgear'. The police took that fake IED as a terrorist attack."