The Shooter: F (temporarily designated as F) Reason for the Name: Due to a blue band tied around their head bearing the letter F.

Upon observation, it was determined this headband possessed no inherent properties, suggesting a 61.4% probability that it serves as a memorial to someone.

From this, it can be inferred that this individual has likely experienced recent heartache, leading to increased impulsiveness, irritability, and a tendency toward mutually destructive engagements during combat.

Profession: Sniper (Awakened) Specialty: Based on currently available intelligence, F's specialty is somewhat unique, deviating from the conventional sniper archetypes of overwhelming power or extreme range.

In the three shots fired, each struck the target only after undergoing a major angle of refraction, much like banking a shot in billiards.

This is the primary reason the escorting military forces have been unable to locate their position.

Specialty 2: F's bullet refraction is not achieved by utilizing existing environmental obstacles.

Instead, F conjures transparent barriers in the air across long distances! This leads to the conclusion that F’s intellect is likely quite high.

Specialty 3: F’s shooting accuracy is exceptional.

The three vehicles targeted were a WZ-111B1 Armored Fighting Vehicle, a ZTZ-99 Main Battle Tank, and a Mengshi Z5 Armored Vehicle.

The internal structures of these three armored vehicles differ significantly, as do the positions of their drivers (left or right), yet every driver struck was killed instantly with a single shot to the head.

This leads to two possible inferences: First, F is intimately familiar with the structure of these three currently deployed vehicles.

Second, F possesses powerful sensory abilities, allowing direct detection of internal conditions.

Analysis suggests the probability of the second possibility is 87.1%.

Summary: F appears to be an unconventional sniper.

Their primary attribute is most likely Perception/Intellect, with Agility and Strength likely ranking lower.

They operate via concealment; while their raw attack power may not be overwhelming, their high Perception and Intellect likely yield numerous self-preservation tactics.

Therefore, to engage F, overwhelming bursts of action are essential; F must be given absolutely no chance to breathe or escape.

This entire set of data simultaneously materialized before the group.

Fang Senyan’s voice then came through: “This is my analysis of the intelligence gathered after synthesizing all available data.

Take a look and see if anything has been missed.” Zi examined it carefully and added: “Is there a possibility that F is inherently a magic-based specialist? They might use equipment to gain supplementary attributes, thus compensating for deficiencies in core stats, allowing them to equip sniper rifles which otherwise might have lower attribute requirements? If so, they would possess a significant advantage when fighting magic-based Contractors.

Hmm, I recall that high military ranks often confer privileges that ignore equipment attribute prerequisites.” Fang Senyan highly valued Zi’s input.

He fell into contemplation.

Reef also chimed in: “After all, spell abilities capable of reaching sniper rifle range are exceedingly rare.

Magic-based Contractors are inherently known for fragile survivability; taking a sniper round first is virtually equivalent to immediately losing the initiative.

Two shots, and it’s akin to challenging across tiers.

So, Zi’s point is highly valid.” “Understood,” Fang Senyan turned to San Zai, “Do you have anything to add?” San Zai replied very seriously: “Those three vehicles were struck while moving forward.

Although their speed wasn't fast, it was around sixty kilometers per hour.

Yet, after being hit, each vehicle was actually jolted backward by about two meters.” Because San Zai was bound by a soul contract with Krut, he possessed a peculiar sensitivity to the earth, meaning the data he reported was not derived from naked-eye observation but rather what the ground ‘told’ him.

Fang Senyan immediately cast an appreciative glance at San Zai.

Encouraged, San Zai continued: “Therefore, the power of that sniper rifle likely exceeds our previous judgment.

The ability to halt and even push back a tank or armored vehicle moving at sixty kilometers per hour by a single shot—such terrifying firepower is nearly equivalent to being hit head-on by artillery!” The others scrutinized the data again and realized the truth.

That seemingly casual headshot had actually forced all three armored vehicles to recoil several meters, leaving deep impressions on the ground, indicating the immense kinetic force involved.

“If that’s the case…” Fang Senyan narrowed his eyes.

“This guy seems to be an exceptionally formidable figure, possibly a dual-attribute specialist.

High Perception makes silent approach nearly impossible, his attack range is vast, his damage output is intense, and he has numerous escape methods.” Having said this, Fang Senyan turned his gaze toward Old Charlie: “Honestly, Freddy gave me a huge surprise.

Considering the power of that Sphinx, Old Zandala shouldn't have been an easy opponent, yet he died so ingloriously at Freddy’s hands.

That makes me even more expectant of Freddy’s performance.

I genuinely want to know the limits of his capabilities, as it will greatly influence my future strategies.

So, try—can you manage to kill this Contractor?” Old Charlie responded with measured calm: “Freddy’s strength has indeed been greatly augmented now, but for him to successfully eliminate a Contractor, three key conditions must be met.” “The first is that the Contractor should ideally be experiencing emotional volatility—whether extreme joy or profound sorrow.” “The second is that the Contractor’s mind cannot be perfectly clear; for example, grogginess provides a higher success rate than being fully alert.

A recent head trauma significantly increases the chance of success.” “The third, and most crucial, is that the Contractor must have absolutely no awareness or intent to resist.

Once the target knows about this dream-entry attack method, the success rate plummets.” “So, Master, I should be able to handle him, but it might take longer.

More importantly, I might not be able to secure the Galaxy System concurrently.” Fang Senyan nodded: “No problem.

Just do your best.

Besides, I suspect the Galaxy System this convoy is transporting might not be genuine.

It seems this convoy is more focused on buying time.

Have you noticed? Under normal circumstances, the vehicle transporting the Galaxy System is usually positioned dead center in the convoy.

However, the vehicle in the center of the convoy before us is an older, somewhat obsolete model.” “Furthermore, the protection afforded by the surrounding vehicles isn't as tight as it should be.

Especially after being attacked, the surrounding vehicles didn't contract into a defensive posture but rather dispersed separately, appearing almost intentionally exposed.

However, the ambusher clearly has more accurate intelligence than us, as they are also operating in separate units—someone is certainly intercepting on other routes.

So, make your move…” Gulis tilted his head, looking through the scope at the snake-like convoy ahead.

Yes, precisely the convoy ahead.

No one could pinpoint his actual location; he was submerged in a small river behind the convoy.

After firing, his bullet struck a psychic barrier hundreds of meters ahead of the convoy, gaining further amplification and acceleration, thus creating the false impression that the ‘Sniper was at the front.’ Consequently, all attention was focused forward, rendering their efforts futile.

The river water where he lay was slow-moving but murky; scooping a bowl would yield at least half sediment.

Even the aquatic reeds nearby were coated in a layer of slime.

Gulis was hidden beneath the roots of a clump of reeds, his entire body shielded by an invisible ward repelling the water.

The sniper rifle he held appeared somewhat large, but its barrel was equipped with multiple amplification devices; without these augmentations, the weapon would undoubtedly seem rather miniature and compact.

“It looks like I attacked the decoy convoy,” Gulis realized the flaw Fang Senyan had noticed.

At this thought, his mood immediately relaxed somewhat, as, for him, the mission was effectively accomplished.

To initiate a single sniper shot, the cost reached fourteen thousand universal points! This wasn't merely the expense of the ammunition; the psychic barrier used for amplification and refraction upon firing required spell components! And those components were an unknown rare artifact! While each piece of this unknown artifact was only redeemable for one point of merit, it remained an unknown artifact—much like how even the cheapest qiegao (a type of nut cake) is more valuable than the most expensive cake.

Thus, Gulis began to retract his weapon, unwilling to continue this blatant hemorrhaging of funds.

Furthermore, he had laced the area within five hundred meters with a bio-electric net, turning every small living blade of grass into a node on the grid, making it incredibly difficult for enemies to sneak up undetected.

Having confirmed that he was now relegated to the role of spectator, with his safety guaranteed, Gulis inevitably became lax, unable to resist a yawn.

Yes, this yawn was entirely natural.

In just the last few days, Gulis’s team, leveraging their head start advantage, had relentlessly destroyed eleven Long March specialized vessels, with the most draining engagement lasting seven hours before Gulis landed the final shot.

Such a record had elevated them to the top of the leaderboard, widening the gap with the second-place team by over five thousand points.

Fatigue, therefore, was inescapable.

“I need to rest after we regroup,” Gulis couldn't help another yawn, his eyelids growing heavier.

“Perhaps a short nap? There’s no way these ordinary people will discover me, and besides, the magical traps will alert me if anything happens….” At this moment, Gulis failed to notice that the water constantly washing over his body had subtly begun to shift shape, coalescing into an evil, enigmatic face.

The corners of its mouth curved upward in a wicked smile before it swiftly adhered to the transparent shield protecting him and vanished! RQ