“Whoosh!” A bullet whistled past, plunging deep into the tree, its powerful force blasting a huge hole and sending wood chips flying everywhere.

The female soldier snapped back to her senses, pushed Andrew Clark off her in embarrassment and annoyance, twisted her body in a strange way, and kicked Andrew Clark in the abdomen with skillful force, sending Andrew Clark flying several meters away until he crashed heavily into a tree and finally stopped. Using the momentum from her kick, the female soldier slid several meters away, firing her gun as she moved. Her actions were clean and crisp, lightning-fast, and incredibly fierce—leaving people in awe.

Almost at the same time as the female soldier fired back, three bullets struck the spot where she had just been lying, forming a triangle pattern. Dust flew up, and three craters appeared on the ground. Andrew Clark, on his first time on the battlefield, stared at the scene in shock and quickly looked for cover. Once he was hidden, he realized the female soldier had already disappeared.

“Whoosh!” Another gunshot rang out, and a large hole appeared in a tree. Andrew Clark looked up and saw someone hiding behind the tree—it was the female soldier. Rubbing his aching abdomen, Andrew Clark recalled the dangerous moment just now. If she hadn’t kicked him, he would probably already be a cold corpse.

“Who are these people? How are they all so skilled? The shooters hiding in the dark are invisible, and I have no idea where they’re hiding or where they’ll shoot from next. The female soldier is impressive too—she managed to escape under gunfire and even saved my life.” Andrew Clark thought in shock and uncertainty, hiding behind the tree and not daring to move.

“Whoosh!” Another gunshot. A bullet came from an unexpected angle, hitting the same tree and piercing right through it. The female soldier lying behind the tree flattened herself on the ground, not daring to move, her face fierce as she scanned the surroundings, as if searching for something.

Andrew Clark looked carefully in surprise and noticed the female soldier only had a pistol in her hand, with no cover within five or six meters around her. If she tried to move out, she’d definitely be shot. At least two enemies were hiding in the shadows three hundred meters away. The female soldier was completely trapped in a deadly situation.

Realizing this, Andrew Clark knew he had to do something. The enemy was more terrifying than he’d imagined. If the female soldier died, he’d be next for sure—so much for revenge. The thought of revenge brought back images of his comrades’ tragic deaths, making his blood boil. He spotted a high-grade weapon lying on the ground nearby, came up with a plan, picked up a stone and threw it at a tree not far away, then darted forward to grab the gun and quickly hid behind the tree again.

“Whoosh!” A bullet hit the stone dead-on, blasting it to powder in midair.

“Whoosh!” Another bullet struck the ground right next to Andrew Clark. If he’d been a second slower, he’d be dead.

Andrew Clark stared in horror at the ground beside him. Smoke curled up from a crater the size of a watermelon. A wave of fear washed over him, his back was drenched in cold sweat, and his body trembled uncontrollably. Those who have never experienced the battlefield can never truly understand its terror.

Despite his fear, Andrew Clark knew he absolutely couldn’t just do nothing, or he’d be dead for sure. He looked up and saw the female soldier, her face cold as frost, staring at him in surprise. He gave a bitter smile, gripped the gun, and was about to throw it over, but suddenly remembered the enemy’s terrifying marksmanship from the shadows. He wanted to find another stone to create a diversion, but realized there were none left nearby. A sense of helplessness welled up inside him.

“Whoosh—bang!” A bullet struck the tree, and Andrew Clark, hiding behind it, felt the whole trunk shake. He was startled and quickly moved away, just in time to see the female soldier anxiously signaling to him, as if telling him to throw the gun over.

Andrew Clark wanted nothing more than to throw the gun over, but he had no confidence at all. Now was the time to risk everything. Andrew Clark’s blood surged again. He took a deep breath, forced down his fear, though his heart was still pounding, let out a long howl, forced himself to calm down, then suddenly threw his backpack to the side and hurled the gun with all his might toward the female soldier.

Chapter 7: The Fierce Female Soldier

“Whoosh!” A bullet struck Andrew Clark’s backpack dead-on.

Almost at the same time, Andrew Clark saw the female soldier suddenly leap up from the ground like a hunting leopard, catching the thrown gun in midair. The moment she landed, a fierce killing intent erupted from her entire body, so intense it seemed almost tangible. The gun in her hand let out a thunderous roar, the bullet slicing through the air with a sharp sonic boom and vanishing from sight.

After landing, the female soldier rolled quickly. Two bullets hit the ground right behind her as she rolled, almost following her movement. Under Andrew Clark’s incredulous gaze, the female soldier slapped the ground, sprang up, and leapt five meters away in a tiger-like bound, landing steadily behind a tree. She curled up tightly, minimizing her exposure, and stayed completely still.

“She’s incredible.” Andrew Clark stared blankly at the now-hidden female soldier. He hadn’t expected the enemy’s gunfire to be so fast, but the female soldier was even faster at dodging. What amazing skills—could this be the legendary, mysterious, and powerful special forces soldier? The female soldier hadn’t shot at him—could she really be on his side?