King Of War: Starting with Arms Dealer

Chapter 80: Chapter 80 Bang Bang Bang Bang......

150 meters is a rather awkward distance for jungle warfare, not because of the fighter but the weapon.

Most weapons perform poorly in the jungle because bullets can easily hit vegetation and branches during flight, altering their trajectory.

But Joe Ga didn't care about this, his HK416 had enough precision and power. Although his current field of fire was extremely narrow, he was confident he could take the enemy's life.

Joe Ga crouched on the ground, hugging a large tree with the HK416 at the ready.

Peering through the flip-up sight at a gang gunman walking back and forth in a t-shirt and jeans, holding an AK, Joe Ga's concentration intensified. After instinctively adjusting his breathing, the movements of the target within his sight seemed to slow by half a beat.

It was as though the jungle had become completely quiet in this moment, with only the sound of his own heartbeat audible.

Joe Ga maintained his position for about 5 minutes, then an explosion flared 300 meters ahead, lighting up the area.

Seeing the sentry's body jerk and then turn towards the camp, Joe Ga decisively pulled the trigger.

"Pop, pop," two bullets passed through a six-inch gap; one hit the sentry's thigh, causing his body to sway, then another hit his cheekbone.

The 5.56 NATO round entered through the cheekbone, creating just a small hole at the front, but the back of the sentry's head burst open with a fist-sized bloody hole. The guy didn't even have time to scream before he hit the ground.

Hearing shouts from 300 meters ahead, Joe Ga decisively stood up and called out to Karman, "Move, move, move, watch for Dorian, let's go!"

Upon hearing the call, Karman was the first to get up and dash toward a large tree 40 meters to the front right.

The old guy had been making his way forward using trees for cover, not only trailblazing a relatively safe path for himself but also helping Qiao, who was closely following, to find his own rhythm for covered advancement.

Quick to get the hang of it, Qiao soon encountered the first group of enemies...

"11 o'clock, four people."

No sooner had Antar's voice dropped than Karman opened fire.

'Dah dah dah, dah dah dah, dah dah dah, dah dah dah'

The rhythmic sound of gunfire instantly suppressed the four panicked gunmen; one unfortunate soul was hit in the abdomen, while the other three, realizing they were under attack, retreated in panic, firing wildly in Karman's direction.

The jungle near the camp had sparser trees, so the view was clearer. With around 40 meters between them and a clear line of sight, Qiao, who had perfect vision, didn't need a reminder before he pulled his rifle's trigger, creating crossfire with Karman, 10 meters away.

In close-quarters shooting, Qiao habitually aimed for the head...

"Pop, pop pop, pop," a series of rhythmic gunfire followed, and the three retreating guys were hit.

Two of them were shot in the head, and the other, less fortunate, was hit by a bullet that ricocheted off a branch between them and struck him just above his collarbone.

Due to the high velocity of the bullet, the deflection from the branch significantly increased the lethality of the ricochet.

Normally, a 5.56 bullet would create a clean hole in the body, but the moment the misfortunate one was hit by the tumbling ricochet, a massive, gruesome wound tore open in his neck.

Under extreme stress, people can endure a lot of pain. The guy stood frozen for a moment after being hit, and it wasn't until his neck's artery sprayed out a lot of blood that he realized he should cover the wound.

Karman didn't let the guy suffer too much; while advancing, he finished off the one who had been hit in the abdomen and then shot the unlucky one in the chest as he got close.

Approaching within about 50 meters of the camp, the enemy's counterattack finally came, albeit belatedly.

"Dah dah dah..."

"Bang bang bang..."

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A series of bullets fired indiscriminately towards Karman and Qiao's direction. Although not very accurate, they still managed to pin down the two.

"10 o'clock direction, four people, 1 o'clock direction, four people, 3 o'clock direction, one person trying to flank..."

With Antar's emotionless, even tone, he reported the enemy's movements.

Joe Ga leaned against a large tree, and the moment the gunfire from the 1 o'clock direction stopped, he darted out and continuously pulled the trigger. Read exclusive chapters at m|v-l'-NovelFire

Simultaneously, Karman had also reloaded his magazine and pulled the trigger at the guy a hundred meters away who was trying to flank.

Both sides were providing crossfire, but Joe Ga's shooting was more accurate.

With a rare burst of rapid fire, Joe Ga suppressed the four people at the 1 o'clock direction, then, not caring whether he had killed any of the enemy, when he had two bullets left in the magazine, he turned the muzzle toward the 3 o'clock direction where a fellow was frantically sprinting under the harrying fire from Karman's bullets.

That guy was very experienced; his route of evasive running was very tricky, using the cover of trees to make a string of shots from Karman miss.

"Cover me~"

The moment Joe Ga shouted, Karman rhythmically emptied a magazine toward the 1 o'clock direction, and just as he was about to remind Joe Ga he needed to reload, Joe Ga pulled the trigger...

The guy trying to flank, leaping over a shallow ditch on the ground, presented an opportunity that Joe Ga seized.

"Bang"

A bullet went into the guy's neck, causing his body to stiffen momentarily in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

After succeeding, Joe Ga pressed back against the tree trunk, shouted 'reloading,' and pulled out two magazines taped together from his chest.

The moment he had the magazine in place, Joe Ga saw Karman, to his left front, throwing a grenade.

"Boom~" The grenade exploded, and the old hand spun around from behind the tree, bursting out from another direction, firing continuously toward the 11 o'clock direction while leaving his vulnerable side exposed to the 1 o'clock direction's enemy.

Without needing a reminder, Joe Ga darted out and began shooting toward the 1 o'clock direction.

This time, he was even more focused, knowing that any slip could cost Karman his life.

The four guys at 1 o'clock indeed didn't miss this opportunity, but as they risked leaving their cover behind the large trees to find a shooting angle, they became Joe Ga's prey.

"Bang, bang bang, bang, bang bang..."

The more tense the situation became, the more concentrated Joe Ga was, and the rhythm of his shooting went up a notch.

One guy lying on the ground was hit in the head.

Another behind a large tree got hit in the leg, and as he bent over, his head was blown apart.

A hulking man holding a machine gun didn't get the chance to pull the trigger before being shot in the temple.

The last one, turning to run, was shot in the lower back, and as he paused, was hit in the back of the head, the bullet piercing his skull and flipping open his face.

Karman, who had been suppressing the enemies at 11 o'clock, saw his boss succeed. While firing one-handed, he pulled out a grenade and tossed it, then shouted 'reloading.' With a powerful kick against the ground, he scurried back to the shelter of the large tree he had been behind.

Joe Ga, in perfect sync, pivoted his muzzle and began laying down suppressive fire toward the 11 o'clock direction.

Joe Ga had a difficult shooting angle and it was hard to hit the enemy, but the remaining guys had now lost the will to fight.

The moment Joe Ga emptied his magazine and shouted 'reloading,' one of the enemy machine gunners began a desperate counterattack to suppress the two of them, covering the remaining three as they retreated backward.

But by then, Karman had already changed his position. When Joe Ga was targeted, he leapt out and killed the machine gunner with a three-round burst.

Just as Karman was about to pursue forward, a series of terrifying muffled explosions came from the direction of the camp's center...

"Heavy machine gun, get down..."