Johnny, John, and Ghost Wolf were no more than 100 meters apart.
Johnny, holding his HK416, continuously moved closer to the center. The area of this circle was very large, and in the middle of the isolated island was an urban area that was relatively well-preserved, leading many people to hide within it, concealed everywhere.
When he saw that only 76 survivors remained on his watch, Johnny knew things would become even more difficult.
Having been ambushed by an unknown sniper, they had already lost the initiative when entering the center of the circle.
So Johnny could only stick to the edge of the circle as much as possible, slowly moving inward in a roundabout way. He dared not expose his body in open spaces, only moving slowly by hugging corners.
The most crucial thing was that no amount of concealment was useful, as positions would refresh every 5 minutes, which was unbearable.
His watch buzzed again, and the positions of everyone on the map were updated once more. At this point, everyone was gathered in the upper right corner of the map.
Near Johnny, only a few people remained. Aside from his own teammates, there were 7 others hiding somewhere.
Although the positioning showed their location, it didn't display the floor or height.
Johnny continued forward, both ears collecting sounds from the surroundings, because the map had just shown a red dot right near him.
The distance between them was probably only fifty, sixty, or seventy meters, so he had to be careful.
Just at the next intersection, Johnny heard a faint sound, likely the friction of a shoe against the ground, stepping on broken glass, producing a tiny noise.
Johnny immediately stopped, leaned against the wall, half-crouched, and pointed his HK416 towards the corner.
The next second, a gun barrel slowly appeared. Clearly, the opponent was also very cautious, constantly observing.
Johnny knew this was the red dot he had seen on the map. The next moment, the opponent showed his head, and Johnny's hand pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang!
Three rapid-fire shots, from bottom to top!
The first shot exploded the opponent's private parts.
The second shot hit the opponent's chest.
The third shot went directly into his neck.
The 5.56mm bullet instantly pierced a large hole in his neck, and blood gushed out.
Immediately after, Johnny fired another shot, which directly pierced his jaw, ensuring he was thoroughly dead.
After looting the body, Johnny stood up, wiped his face, and continued walking.
The gunshots would surely attract other people, so he had to quickly move to another location.
On the other side, John, along with Little Devil and Lissandra, also cautiously moved through the buildings.
There was also a red dot at their location, so they could only carefully approach it. Just then, someone suddenly appeared around a corner, holding two Pistols, and immediately opened fire.
Bang bang bang!
Two bullets directly knocked down Little Devil, and one bullet knocked down Lissandra.
John reacted quickly, returning fire with his HK417 as the opponent shot.
But the opponent reacted even faster, immediately retreating to avoid the bullets as John opened fire.
Then, he pointed his two Pistols skyward, leaning against the other side of the wall, a full 50cm from the corner.
John did the same, except he leaned his shoulder against the wall, nearly a meter from the corner, his HK417 continuously pointed forward.
During the brief exchange of fire just now, John had already clearly seen the appearance of that guy: his shiny bald head and his suit with a red tie.
"Long time no see, 47!"
John said this in Russian.
The bald man leaning against the corner initially didn't recognize John, as he was wearing a balaclava.
However, after hearing this, his expression softened considerably.
"I didn't expect to meet you again," 47 replied in Russian. "But why are you in this ranked match? Haven't you retired?"
John's expression also softened a bit, "Is there such a thing as retirement in the world of assassins?"
Five meters behind John, Little Devil and Lissandra struggled to get up.
Little Devil's right hand was pierced by a bullet; it was not serious, just a through-and-through wound, and his chest still ached slightly. Fortunately, the armor plate absorbed the impact.
Lissandra was a bit more uncomfortable. Her arm was also shot through, and she was bleeding quite a bit.
She quickly pulled out a tactical tourniquet and asked Little Devil to help her bandage it.
Upon hearing John and the opponent talking, they knew the danger was temporarily averted.
"Shall we continue?" John asked.
47 shook his head directly, "No need, but we have to put on a good show."
John, of course, knew what 47 meant. After all, all their actions were being live-streamed globally. If the ICA organization found out that 47 and John knew each other, it wouldn't be fun.
After all, John was also on the ICA organization's list, an S+ risk level. Although many people had bounties on him, no one was willing to take the job.
As for how John and 47 met, that's another story.
But when 47 said that, both of them had already thought of a countermeasure.
The next second, both rushed out simultaneously, their guns firing at the same time, only to instantly become masters of 'human body tracing' before engaging in close-quarters combat.
The two exchanged blows at extreme speed, then retreated back to their corners, and 47 took the opportunity to leave from the other side.
When John tactically peeked around the corner again, he found that 47 had already left.
He quickly turned around and came to Little Devil and Lissandra's side, "How are you? Can we continue with the mission?"
Although he was almost killed by 47, he at least kept his life, and the through-and-through wound on his hand was not a big deal.
"Don't worry, we can still move."
Little Devil and Lissandra made an OK gesture, then both got up and continued to follow John in another direction. As for the direction 47 had retreated, John would not follow him.
On the other side, 47 was also a bit emotional, not expecting to meet John in such a setting.
To be honest, he didn't want any conflict with John. Even if the other party's score might be high, what did it matter?
If I don't want to do something, no one can force me to do it.
Finally, 47 walked in another direction, the direction where his three teammates were located.
At the same time, the girl codenamed Thorn also met with her two teammates, both males, one codenamed Scorpion and the other Dark Crow.
"Hey! How did it go?" Dark Crow asked with a smile.
Clearly, he didn't take this ranked match as a major life-or-death crisis; his state was a bit relaxed.
"Cleared out," Thorn's answer was very simple, without much explanation.
Dark Crow shrugged and said nothing, but Scorpion's expression seemed a bit gloomy, "For opponents of that caliber, having Thorn personally intervene is already giving them too much credit."
For some reason, this guy's words always made people feel uncomfortable.
In any case, Thorn didn't want to get too close to this guy Scorpion, because she could feel the fanatical aggressiveness in his eyes.
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