Naming Technique of the Night-Chapter 474 - 316, Corridor, and Sniper (Vote for monthly ticket!)_2

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What he referred to as "Ghost" was encountering an "accident."

The B-Class Expert inspected carefully, "There is no smell of blood, not at all, something is strange."

Normally, if someone had been killed here and bled, no matter how the culprits cleaned within two days, unless they used disinfectant to wash the entire room, there would definitely be a lingering smell of blood.

But there was no smell of disinfectant in the room, nor was there any smell of blood.

"Could it be that our people didn’t die here?" one of the assassins analyzed with a frown, "Or maybe, they were worried about being discovered and killed by the Li Family if they continued the mission with us, so they all chose to flee secretly?"

"We can’t be certain yet," the B-Class Expert said calmly, "First, let’s look for the entrance to the passage. We can only know the answer after we find it."

The group searched in an extremely professional manner, and without even tapping the floor, they located the mechanism directly.

An assassin gently turned the flower vase on the coffee table, and a deep passage leading underground appeared before everyone’s eyes.

"001, shall we go in?" one of the assassins asked.

001 was the code name of that B-Class Expert.

This combat team consisted of 12 members, numbered from 001 to 012. The assassins were spies hidden in City 18; even when acting together, the principle of secrecy did not allow them to reveal their real names to their comrades.

Only when summoned by the organization would they shed their ordinary people identities and gather together to form a tactical infiltration team.

"We’ve found the passage, do we act now? Or do we report back to the organization about the missing personnel first and find those four before deciding?" 009 asked.

001, that sturdy man, pondered for a moment, "The organization has issued a final ultimatum to me. The deployment of the 081 Garrison Brigade was too sudden. The organization urgently needs to know what is happening inside the Ban Mountain Manor."

The other eleven assassins looked at each other.

A final ultimatum meant that they had to complete the mission at all costs. If they failed, their lives and those of their family members would be the price of failure.

"There’s no turning back, down the passage! I will escort you into the passage, then wait there to back you up. Remember, no matter how severe the manhunt, you must escape back to the passage and relay the intelligence to me," 001 said in a low voice.

The remaining eleven replied in succession, "Understood."

Having said this, the twelve entered the passage in turn, with B-Class 001 bringing up the rear, wary as a fierce wolf.

The passage led straight to Ban Mountain Estate. According to their map calculations, they had to travel 2.7 kilometers to enter the target area. As for what was at the end of the passage, they were also in the dark.

What does 2.7 kilometers mean?

Even in the daytime, it would require a telescope to clearly see a target over 2.7 kilometers away.

001 examined the walls of the passage; the steel-reinforced concrete structure was sturdy enough to support the entire passage 7 meters underground without collapsing.

Many of the tritium lamps on the walls were damaged, but oddly enough, 001 clearly identified that those lamps hadn’t broken naturally but had been smashed from the outside.

Strange, who would deliberately damage the tritium lamps?

But just at that moment, a thunderous noise suddenly erupted from the end of the passage.

The noise couldn’t penetrate the surface, yet it roared angrily in the narrow passage like the tidal bore on the Qiantang River, whistling furiously.

An armor-piercing bullet with a tungsten core traversed the darkness of the straight passage in an instant, and in a flash, four members at the front of the 12-person tactical infiltration team were penetrated!

A cloud of blood burst in the one-meter-wide passage, as the assassins behind felt a rain of blood washing over them, drenching them in red from head to toe.

A shock went through the hearts of the assassins!

Sniper!

There was actually a sniper hidden in this passage!

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Under normal circumstances, a sniper’s position would be in the most open area, possessing the most fearful suppressive firepower on the battlefield.

Who could have expected a sniper to be hiding in this passage?

When an anti-materiel rifle fired in this tight and straight passage, the sniper didn’t even need to aim deliberately to achieve a hundred percent kill rate!

No matter how powerful you are, unless you’re A-Class, being hit by this bullet almost certainly means death.

The most critical point was that the power of the armor-piercing bullet was immense, piercing through three or four people as if it were nothing!

"Get down! The shooter is about a kilometer away; it’s hard to hit prone targets!" someone yelled in the passage as all the assassins crawled on the ground, retreating towards the entrance to the passage.

Getting down was wise, because once the range exceeded a kilometer, those prone assassins were shielded by the fallen bodies, making it hard to catch sight of their movements from the shooter’s perspective.

But looking back at the lengthy passage, the assassins felt a wave of despair.

They realized that the sniper was extremely venomous and ruthless. The sniper had clearly discovered the tactical infiltration team’s entry but had waited until they had almost covered two kilometers before finally taking the shot.

At that moment, they had 1000 meters to reach the sniper.

If they retreated, they were 1700 meters from the passage entrance.

Whether they advanced or retreated, it seemed there was only a dead end.

"Smoke grenades," said 001 from the back of the group, "Throw smoke grenades to block the sniper’s vision, then we crawl out quickly."

Although smoke grenades weren’t part of the initial plan for this infiltration and there wasn’t much need for them, how could these professionals not carry them?