My Apocalypse Territory-Chapter 116 I think this method is feasible

Far away, lying on the rooftop with a sniper rifle aimed, the Awakener's expression was one of panic, sweat incessantly sliding down his forehead.

He was one of Wang Huarong's trusted aides, not weak in strength, and even more proficient in marksmanship.

This time, Wang Huarong had arranged for him to be here specifically to snipe the powerhouses within that team.

Such a sniper rifle might not be very effective against Demonized Beasts with their robust vitality, but it was more than enough to deal with human powerhouses.

Not to mention an ambush.

The sniper was confident that no one could survive his sniping bullets.

But what... what did he see!

The sniper's pupils dilated, and in that instant, his heart even stopped beating.

Someone had actually caught the bullet!

And completely unharmed, at that!

How could this be possible!

The sniper could not believe it from the bottom of his heart.

If an Awakener could rely on a keen intuition of danger to dodge bullets at critical moments, such an Awakener would already be extremely powerful. Even Director Wang, with his third-layer strength, might not be able to do it.

But the person within his scope, he saw clearly.

In the instant he pulled the trigger, the other person's hand, like a phantom, blocked in front of their forehead.

He had imagined the bullet penetrating the palm and shattering the skull, but instead, the bullet was stopped just like that!

The sniper was horrified and wanted to continue shooting, but his fingers trembled, unable to pull the trigger.

Through the scope, he saw the big man turn his head, pulling out a revolver from his waist.

The man smiled at him, the muzzle flashing with fire.

The sniper's pupils dilated, and time seemed to almost stand still at this moment.

He didn't believe that the range of a revolver could allow a bullet to hit him.

But at this instant, for some reason, an immense sense of crisis overwhelmed him.

The sniper tried to move, but his body felt as if pressed by heavy stone, unable to shift an inch.

In the last moment of his consciousness, he saw the scope shatter, then he lost consciousness.

...

Inside the building, a member of the Patrol Team dodged left and right, avoiding the enemy's aim while quickly closing in, the sword blade gleaming as it cut down the enemy.

The tense expression on the Patrol Team member's face slightly relaxed.

Suddenly, a bang of a gunshot.

The Patrol Team member staggered.

Not far away, a gunman hiding in the shadows took the opportunity to shoot, but the next moment, he widened his eyes, watching as the Patrol Team member seemed unharmed.

"This is impossible, how could that clothing be bulletproof!" he screamed, but the Patrol Team member would not give him another chance.

...

Elsewhere, on a building rooftop.

"Director, sir, this, this..."

The trusted aide was watching all this, not knowing what to say.

Wang Huarong also saw everything, his mind filled with fear.

He had been observing the battle from above, thinking that relying on the terrain, relying on ambushes, they could easily handle these outsiders. Even if there would be losses among his men, what was that compared to the loss of those firearms?

He had not anticipated that as soon as the battle commenced, his men would fall in droves, dead or injured.

Especially that man with a cigarette dangling from his mouth; with a wave of his hand, he inflicted heavy casualties on his ambushed troops and even disrupted the formation he had laid out. To his dismay, even the snipers he had prepared to take out the experts proved helpless against this individual.

How could there be such a powerful Awakener!

Wang Huarong simply couldn't fathom how an Awakener could become so mighty, especially that one who seemed like the Devil incarnate!

"Let's go, we need to get out of here now."

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Wang Huarong hurried along with his subordinates, planning to leave from the other side. Just as they descended the building, they were blocked by several members of the Patrol Team clad in black combat uniforms.

His expression changed as his gaze swept over the Patrol Team members. Upon not seeing that devil-like Awakener, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to his men, "Quick, deal with these people. Once that man arrives, we won't have a chance to escape."

As he spoke, Wang Huarong unsheathed the warrior blade at his waist.

He too was a powerful Awakener, with the strength of a third-layered being, and his combat experience was not lacking. However, he always acted only when he was sure of victory. That cigarette-smoking big man was too terrifying for him to consider confronting. However, he was confident that these few Awakeners before him could not stop him!

Wang Huarong charged forward rapidly.

On the other side, a scar-faced Awakener shouted, "Leave this guy to me, you all handle the rest!"

Wang Huarong narrowed his eyes, focusing intently on the scar-faced Awakener.

The man was of second-tier strength, which was not insignificant, but he was confident that in just three moves, he could behead him.

Thinking that he could be held back alone was simply naive.

The sword light flashed, striking fiercely!

Suddenly, the scar-faced man was surrounded by a whirlwind of fine sand, pelting down like raindrops.

Wang Huarong showed a look of surprise, slowing down to cope with the attack of the fine sand.

Peng Bo seized the opportunity to rush forward, wearing two specially made Finger Tigers that were sharp at the tips, glinting coldly, aiming for vital points.

The more Wang Huarong fought, the more surprised he became. Although his opponent was only a second-tier Awakener, his physical fitness was not much less than his own and, combined with the disturbance from the fine sand, instead of defeating the opponent in three moves, he found himself at a disadvantage after several exchanges.

Even escaping became difficult.

What he didn't realize was that Peng Bo might indeed be inferior to him in terms of his life level, but after numerous battles with Demonized Beasts and intense training in the camp, his potential had already been fully tapped, his physical fitness far surpassing that of the ordinary second-tier Awakener. Not much different from Wang Huarong himself.

Not to mention, he had his Special Ability to rely on, which was precisely why Peng Bo was unyielding.

.......

After the battle, many of Fafa Sanctuary's Awakeners lay dead or injured.

Shay stood in the midst of the chaotic battlefield, looking at the terrified, shaking survivors from the Sanctuary, his head bowed in thought.

The Patrol Team had already dispersed to collect the spoils from the Sanctuary, and it was not difficult to transport the loot back to the Territory with a large truck available.

However, these survivors posed a dilemma for Shay.

After all, these survivors were not affiliated with Wang Huarong's group. Even Wang's own Awakeners were not necessarily loyal to him, let alone these expendable survivors.

He had not thought much about this before the battle, but now he was in a quandary.

To kill them? That was out of the question.

But leaving them here did not seem quite right either.

Regardless of how Wang Huarong treated these survivors, one thing was certain: without Wang and his Awakeners, these ordinary survivors would have had a hard time surviving up to this point.

Shay, who had once been a mere Mercenary, faced the situation by lighting a cigarette, pondering slowly.

Suddenly, an idea struck him. He recalled that Director Tang had mentioned the Sanctuary was in need of labor.

So, if he took these people back with him, wouldn't he be not only blameless but also praiseworthy?

Shay thought this very likely, and if he could do this a few more times, wouldn't the Sanctuary be able to accumulate more and more survivors?

This plan was simply perfect.

If Tang Yu were present, he would see the flaw in it.

Harvesting leeks in one go may yield a lot in the short term, but it would deprive one of a source of income for the future. On the other hand, sustainable development, harvesting leeks in cycles, was the truly high-end mode of development.