Intuition can sometimes save your life.

Song Heping sensed something was wrong.

Because number 54's direction appears to be a factory, and it's an abandoned factory.

There's a problem with such places; after entering the gate, there's a large open area, forming a fatal zone.

If a sniper is positioned around, they can easily take someone out.

Song Heping found a nearby building, pretending to look for someone, he slipped up the stairs to the rooftop.

The door to the rooftop wasn't locked.

It was only latched.

"Lucky..."

Song Heping pulled out his pistol and cautiously pushed the door open gently.

The sky outside was empty.

No one was there.

He crouched down to lower his body height and ran over to a pile of debris in the corner, taking advantage of the cover to look around.

After scouting around, Song Heping determined the highest buildings nearby and two other optimal sniper spots.

As a sniper expert.

A single glance was enough to deduce the enemy's position.

If he himself were a sniper conducting an ambush on a target in factory number 54, he would set up sniper spots at those locations.

He turned to go downstairs, then slowly walked towards the target buildings along the alleys based on his memory.

On the way, he took out his phone and dialed Nura's number.

"Nura?"

"It's me."

"Keep an eye out for my message. Once you receive my info, start heading to number 54. Remember, load your gun, and once inside, stay close to the walls."

"Why?"

"I suspect there are threats around."

"Threats?"

"Someone wants to kill us!"

"Impossible! Your friend knows the forgery guys, right?"

"Hard to explain, could be multiple reasons. Either he's betraying us, or he's been threatened. It's just my guess, hope it's wrong, otherwise I'll definitely settle scores with him."

"Alright then..."

"Don't be afraid, do as I say. I'll get you out, you won't die."

"Okay, I trust you."

He ended the call and arrived at the first suspected building.

As usual, slowly going up the stairs, the gun hidden under his clothes, ready to draw and shoot at any moment.

On the rooftop, Song Heping took one look at the door latch and immediately sensed something wrong.

Someone had just been here.

Even though the door was closed, there were fresh marks on the rusty latch indicating recent movement.

Could be the residents.

Could also be a sniper.

Song Heping didn't rush in.

He knew snipers' habits.

A sniper always leaves himself an escape route.

A sniper point will likely have a simple alarm or a trap mine device nearby.

Approaching a sniper recklessly can easily get you killed by his trap mine before you kill him.

Song Heping crouched down and peeked through the crack of the door.

Sure enough, he saw a sniper dressed in black, leaning against the railing, with his gun aimed at number 54.

What reassured Song Heping slightly was that this guy was a solo sniper.

No assistant, no spotter.

At least it's easier to deal with.

After some observation, Song Heping noticed the other had propped the door lightly with a stick. If pushed normally, the door wouldn't open.

But if pushed hard, it would make noise, giving the sniper time to react and turn his gun. Next to him was an MP7 submachine gun likely for dealing with sudden intrusions.

Song Heping stood up slowly, took a deep breath, and then kicked the iron door hard.

BAM——

The stick broke.

The iron door swung open.

The sniper crouching by the cement railing was startled, turned sharply, reaching for the MP7 with a silencer.

But he was a step too slow.

Violent door breach, face-to-face encounter.

Now it's a race to see whose gun is faster!

Of course, Song Heping was faster!

Kicking the door open, his Glock 17 pistol with a silencer was already aimed.

Tap tap tap——

Three rapid shots.

Song Heping aimed for the head.

Though aiming for the body is easier.

Song Heping didn't want to risk the guy having a bulletproof vest, as he himself didn't have one.

If the guy had a bulletproof vest, the 9mm warhead of the Glock 17 would be ineffective, couldn't penetrate.

A second of breathing room would mean certain death for him.

The first two shots hit the face, the third shot hit the skull as the guy fell, brain matter splattered everywhere.

Song Heping bent down close and picked up the enemy's sniper rifle.

He noticed something odd after picking it up.

It wasn't a proper sniper rifle.

It was a Kivvari rifle from DRD Tactical, caliber .338 LM.

Kivaari has three main parts: receiver, stock, barrel, and handguard. Other accessories include QD bipod, scope, and 10-round magazine.

The most impressive feature is it comes with a backpack, only 381×762mm in size, with a strap and handle for easy carrying and operation. After disassembling the Kivaari rifle quickly, it fits into the backpack, very discreet, suitable for missions where openly carrying a sniper rifle is inconvenient.

"Great rifle!"

It even had a silencer fitted on the front bone.

Really well-considered!

Song Heping looked at the body, intending to search for any documents to find useful information.

But now wasn't the time for gathering intel. Confirming the enemy was dead, he took the concealed communication earpiece and wore it, starting to observe around with the rifle.

Occasional conversations came through the earpiece from the ambush team targeting him.

Through these conversations, Song Heping deduced the team had six members, including two snipers and four assault units.

The assault units were currently in factory building 2, while two monitored from the opposite alley.

Once Nura gets close to number 54, she'd be exposed in their sight, killing her would be a breeze.

This was extremely dangerous.

But Song Heping guessed if they hadn't spotted him, they'd remain clueless and wouldn't act immediately.

Giving Nura time to escape and himself time to attack.

Based on the communication locations, he found several suspicious individuals within a 600-meter range, marking their positions in his mind.

One of them was a peer, another sniper, hidden cleverly on another building's rooftop, but from Song Heping's current position, he could see the scope glinting slightly in the intense sunlight—if viewed from number 54, nobody could spot him. Unfortunately, he doesn't know his partner is dead, replaced by a Grim Reaper aiming for his life.

Now, it's finally time to get to work.

He took out his phone, sent a message to Nura—"Enter the factory, be careful, run close to walls once inside, hide in the main building, let them come find you."

Soon, he received Nura's reply—"Got it".

Song Heping aimed the rifle at the other sniper, placing him in his sights.

A new conversation came through the earpiece.

"Target spotted!"

"It's just a woman!"

"It's Nura!"

"Where's the China guy? Where's Song?"

"Can't see him."

"Boss, should we act?"

"Wait! Song is probably nearby, intentionally using this woman as bait, don't rush, let's wait, he will definitely show up. Even if not, just follow this woman and we'll find him."

"Alright!"

Hearing their confident conversation, Song Heping smirked coldly and muttered to himself:

"Fine, since you're not acting, I will!"

His crosshairs settled on the other sniper, fingers prepped on the trigger...

Slowly...

POP—

The Kivvari rifle gently spat a flame, a .338LM warhead heading towards the target.

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