The Favored Son Of Heaven
/ The Favored Son of Heaven Chapter 157 - You Guys Aren't Warrior Saints, Therefore I Can Use the Same Move Twice
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
"How is this possible? How is this possible?" Every time this thought flashed in the seasoned soldier's mind, he would always shake his head with quite the effort. He wanted to cast this thought out of his brain.
Bang!
Another dark shadow suddenly shot out from the pile of grass that had been pulled apart. The seasoned soldier saw, quite clearly, that the black shadow was actually a ball of mud. He promptly dodged to the side, and when the ball of mud streaked over his head, it suddenly exploded, happening completely out of nowhere. Countless specks of mud-splattered onto the face of the soldier.
"Motherfucker…"
The seasoned soldier extended a hand to wipe the mud off his face. He looked at the parted pile of grass and saw that below was a block of wood. There was a fine script carved in this block. You've been duped again.
Carved next to the fine script was another carving. It was a design of a baby smacking his bare butt.
The soldier's entire face began to contort when he saw this drawing.
Within the course of events of being pursued, the recruit not only had the time to arrange traps, but this recruit also had the leisure to play around in mischief. This was absolutely an undisguised and open challenge that smacked one's face.
The seasoned soldier's contorted face gradually turned level again. After his head cooled completely, his eyes radiated with waves and waves of cold light. The corner of his lips lifted into a smile that contained a hint of disdain. "Kid, you want to provoke me into anger? Then you want to see if I make a mistake? You are very clever, but you are too inexperienced. If you hadn't made such an obvious sign of intent and had continued making traps, I am afraid that I would have been so mad that I would have lost my mind. Right now… humph… it looks like you were too eager to make me enraged. I am guessing that you have used up all your moves when it comes to making traps, right?"
On the other end of the screen, there wasn't even the slightest bit of a smile on Satan's face. His golden eyebrows tightly gathered together into the middle of his forehead. "How strange. This crafty little guy always destroys the pinhole cameras in the area as the first thing after he finishes setting up a trap. How come he didn't destroy the camera this time? Did he not discover it or something? The likelihood of this is very small. Could it be that…"
Satan's eyes suddenly radiated with a glow of shock, and the monitor revealed to him the scene that he was worried about. As soon as the seasoned soldier calmed down, the seasoned soldier devoted himself wholeheartedly to thinking on how to strike back at his prey. It was during this time that the six pitch-black barrels of the M134 Vulcan Cannon plastered to the back of the seasoned soldier.
"Senior, can you slowly toss the weapons in your hand to the ground, sir?"
Qin Fen's voice was filled with politeness, but he held the M134 Vulcan Cannon in his hands, which could pulverize any human into mincemeat. He clearly wasn't as polite as he seemed.
This seasoned soldiers' body froze as well. He was stunned for a moment before the corners of his lips lifted into a smile that contained a bit of distress. "So it turns out that you placed the trap here not for the sake of making me angry, but to have me calm down. You waited until I was calm enough to devote my entire mind to thinking about how to deal with you, for in such a state, I would be relaxed toward my environment and not be as vigilant."
"Senior, you are very intelligent." Qin Fen wasn't stingy at all with his praise. "You are able to see through this little trick of mine so quickly. May I ask something? Can you slowly put down the gun that you are holding right now? Oh yeah, also carefully put down the grenades that you're carrying. I am very timid. The slightest wind and stir of grass will likely make me accidentally cause the M134 Vulcan Cannon to begin roaring."
The seasoned soldier sighed. He didn't toss his weapon slowly to the ground like Qin Fen asked him to. Instead, he cast the weapon in his hand briskly to the ground. He swiftly tossed his grenades and his military wilderness survival knife, stock, and barrel, all to the ground.
Such brisk movements caused Qin Fen to relax. The seasoned soldier's actions clearly told Qin Fen that he admitted defeat.
"Kid, what you've done is quite decent." The seasoned soldier looked at the recruit who just walked out: Du Peng. After Du Peng took all of his weapons, the seasoned soldier said, "If this really had been true jungle warfare, I might have not been outdone by you. This time I really had underestimated my opponent. I underestimated you because you are a recruit."
Qin Fen didn't retort him. He already seized victory. There was no need to make this seasoned soldier angry. If the seasoned soldier really wanted to stake it all and force Qin Fen to make another move, more troubling matters might appear. For example, attracting other seasoned soldiers. If that were to happen, it would be easy for Qin Fen to sustain losses.
Satan, who looked at the screen, drummed his palms in a manner that was neither quick nor slow. "Interesting. He really is interesting. The crafty little guy is much harder to deal with than I imagined."
The applauding hands of Satan suddenly stopped in the air. His eyes instantly grew sluggish. The scene of another location conveyed by another screen revealed yet the loss of another seasoned soldier.
When compared to the seasoned soldier who had lost against Qin Fen, this seasoned soldier's loss was much more straightforward. The seasoned soldier didn't have any time at all to perform any defensive preparations. He was simply kicked in the underbelly by a foot, which caused him to lose his combat power completely.
"This baby girl…" Satan slightly turned his neck. "Has some skill. First, she pretended that she had landed in the trap, and in the instant when her opponent had lowered his vigilance, she suddenly launched a sneak attack."
On a different screen, Qin Fen had already tied up his seasoned soldier. He spoke, somewhat apologetically, "Senior, I am going to have to trouble you to help me one more time."
The seasoned soldier was completely calm and even-tempered by now. He looked at Qin Fen with great interest. He wanted to know what this recruit was planning to use him for. He wanted to know how this recruit would deal with the other seasoned soldiers.
Qin Fen brought the seasoned soldier and Du Peng several hundred meters forward before stopping under a large tree.
"Are you thirsty?" Qin Fen raised his head to look at Du Peng.
"Ha?" Du Peng was stunned for a moment before he nodded his head over and over. "I am dying of thirst."
"It is far too inconvenient to bring this captive along. Why don't we have him tied up here for now, and we can first go look for water?"
"Fine with me. After we finish drinking water, we can discuss who will wear his military uniform."
"That's right. Wearing the military uniform should allow us to sneak past the other pursuers should we encounter them. We just need to be a bit careful and quiet. If we can make it to the night, it counts as our victory."
The whispered conversations between the two faded into the jungle.
The shaking of the tree leaves sounded out from the top of the tree. A recruit jump down from the tree. His face carried a very prideful smile, and he spoke as if he was talking to himself. "This is what is known as the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it. You two don't need to dispute over this military uniform anymore. I'm taking it."
The seasoned soldier, who had his outer military uniform removed from him, had a faint smile emerge from the bottom of his eye. These two recruits were really amazing enough. With just a few words, and they were able to strike the bull's-eye of another person's psychology in wishing to reap some gains without sowing the seed. Their simple little performance had tricked this new recruit.
The recruit put on the seasoned soldier's uniform. He then picked up the P308 that Du Peng had tossed to the ground. He examined the ammunition clip for a moment and saw that there were still a dozen bullets left. He was quite happy as he hefted the gun and walked into the depths of the rain forest.
Time to strike a counterattack!
All the recruits had the same idea. It was just that this idea was restricted to the fact that they didn't have any weapons to fight back against the seasoned soldiers. The thought could only flash occasionally in their minds.
Once there was a weapon, not a single recruit would give up this chance.
Qin Fen and Du Peng locked gazes for a second. From within each other's eyes, they were able to see smiles. Soon after, they quietly followed behind the recruit.
This rain forest frequently rang out with the sound of gunfire all around. When this recruit hefted a gun to meticulously find a seasoned soldier, he didn't find anything extremely challenging in his way.
Soon, this recruit ran into a seasoned soldier.
"How goes it, Blowfish? How many little babes did you screw over?" The seasoned soldier gave a very delighted wave of his hand in greeting.
The recruit deliberately had his head lowered. He casually extended three fingers, and he approached the seasoned soldier in a manner that wasn't too urgent nor slow.
"Not bad. You must have had a great time." The seasoned soldier walked toward the recruit, completely defenseless. "Oh right, you owe me some money, remember? When are you going to pay me back?"
Owe money? Payback? In the instant the recruit was stunned, the seasoned soldier immediately plastered the P308, the weapon he used to chase people around in fun, onto the forehead of the recruit's skull.
The ice-cold sensation of the gun barrel conducted through the skin and into the skull. The recruit finally snapped back to reality from his astonishment, realizing that he had been tricked.
"All right, just toss your gun." The seasoned soldier beamed as he said, "Kid, that uniform is Yellow Eel's. I am Blowfish."
Clunk…
The recruit tossed the gun and said, "Can you tell me something? How were you able to see through me?"
Blowfish raised a leg and kicked the recruit in the underbelly. The kick simply caused the recruit to kneel to the ground. "You shouldn't believe that you can become someone just by putting on their skin. You don't have the aura of a seasoned soldier on your body. No matter how you act, you are still an idiotic recruit. I really don't understand how Yellow Eel got tricked by you."
By the time he finished speaking, Blowfish had already lifted his leg and kicked the recruit over a dozen times. He simply kicked the recruit enough for the recruit to be simply laying on the ground. The recruit's body was completely covered in black mud in the blink of an eye.
"As for the kid who is hiding at the side, you can come out now." Blowfish pointed the barrel of his gun at the jungle. Du Peng slowly walked out from within the mass of trees.
Blowfish smiled at this time. "Now that I have put some thought into it, you should have been the one to have captured Yellow Eel, right? You used this kid as bait, taking advantage of when Yellow Eel's attention wasn't focused to mount a sneak attack. And you were successful."
Du Peng had a helpless expression as he nodded. "I never thought that this tactic would be ineffective the second time."
Blowfish's smile grew with greater pride. In ordinary days, he was almost on par with Yellow Eel in terms of strength. This time Yellow Eel had failed miserably. Didn't this show that Blowfish's strength was a step higher?
"Haha, today this boss is in a good mood. I'll tidy you up a bit, and that will be my repayment towards you." Blowfish waved as he said, "Come here. Let me kick you two times."
"Then, I request that you go easy on me a little." Du Peng grinned. "There is still some time before the sun sets. I hope that I can preserve a bit of strength."
Blowfish was truly in a decent mood for having done better than his companion. He smiled and said, "Okay. I will do my best to take it easy on you."
Du Peng walked over, and Blowfish smiled as he lifted his right leg. In the next instant, his right leg froze and stopped in mid-air. A killing intent full of hostility was coming from behind him. And this killing intent had already completely locked onto him in an instant.
The most important point was as follows. Blowfish could hear the sound of an electric motor coming from the person who locked onto him. Currently, there was only one person who could possess an electric motor in his hands. It was none other than the first recruit who had arrived at the destination.
"Kid, you have concealed your aura quite well." Blowfish was disarmed by Du Peng. His face still carried a faint smile. "It was my mistake to treat you as a recruit. You are a true and worthy opponent."
Qin Fen felt and took away the last grenade on Blowfish's body. "Great thanks for the praise, sir."
"How are you planning on using me?" Blowfish's face carried a bit of disappointment. "You can't be using the same method as you just used before, right? It is quite boring to use the same move twice. How about using a new move?"
"No way." Qin Fen tied up Blowfish like he did with the other seasoned soldier. "Giving up an effective method and changing to a method that has questionable effectiveness isn't something a qualified soldier should do."
Chapter end
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