Natural Disaster Strikes: I Stockpiled Billions and Carved My Way Through the Apocalypse

Mu Jiuyue made her second decisive move.

She used the TAC-50 sniper rifle this time.

The TAC-50 sniper rifle is currently recognized as the world's longest-range sniper rifle, with a maximum effective range of up to 2000 meters.

In actual combat, a Canadian special forces sniper used a TAC-50 to kill an enemy in Afghan at a distance of 3540 meters, setting a new world record.

Mu Jiuyue didn't even need to aim; she simply fired a burst of shots at the suspicious group behind the refugees.

Bang bang bang.

They can hit exactly where you point them.

This unexpected turn of events immediately threw the team into chaos.

The man in command was instantly enraged: "That bastard Lin Zhen! He actually sent a sniper to ambush us here! He knew we'd be here all along! Send a ten-man squad to the sniper's position and take him out!"

"Yes!"

A team of ten people, having quietly broken away from the main group, made their way towards Mu Jiuyue's direction.

These people are all professionals, and they are very fast.

However, Mu Jiu's reaction was quick enough.

She had noticed someone approaching her from the very beginning.

She quickly stored all the weapons in her spatial storage and slipped into it before the ten people arrived.

Therefore, after the ten men approached, they looked around but found nothing.

"Is this a ghost? Where is everyone?"

"I don't know! Look at this spot, there were clearly people here just now. We surrounded them, there's no way we could have escaped."

"So, how do you explain this?"

"Explain what? Let's go back!" The leader of the team waved his hand and said, "We're too late. If someone else steals the credit, we'll have lost out on this trip."

"Exactly, exactly. Our team is just trying to make a living. We're not professional fighters, so there's no need for us to risk our lives. It's more worthwhile to go and loot more supplies."

"There are no true Jun people left now; they're all just tools of those in power. Alas, there's no going back! The country is destroyed, and our homes are gone!"

"Our country is destroyed and our homes are ruined. Now, thirty small countries outside have already been wiped out. Let's live well."

The group turned and left.

The instant they left, Mu Jiuyue flashed out of her spatial dimension, quietly walked behind the last person, raised her hand and covered their mouth. Before they could react, she lightly slashed the neck with her dagger—

"Hmm." Before the person could even utter a sound, Mu Jiuyue threw him into the space.

Not a single drop of blood was wasted.

Having dealt with one, Mu Jiuyue stepped forward again and, using the same method, slit the throats of three people in one go.

Finally, the team leader realized something was wrong, abruptly raised his gun towards Mu Jiuyue, and shouted, "Come out!"

The remaining few people also felt a chill run down their spines and simultaneously turned their attention to the area behind them.

But the back was empty, there was nothing there.

The three people seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace of their bodies.

"Boss, are we seeing a ghost?" someone asked, trembling.

"Screw you! What kind of ghost is this? Besides, are ghosts scary?" the captain cursed. "The enemy is stronger than us. Don't fight them head-on. Let's retreat!"

After saying that, the captain shouted loudly into the air, "Hero, we were just following orders. We have no grudge against you, and you've already killed three of us. It's time to vent your anger. We'll take our leave now!"

Mu Jiuyue couldn't help but laugh out loud when she heard his words.

The JUN faction no longer exists.

Even if they exist, they have become private armies of certain individuals.

It's like going from a unified Han Dynasty back to a state of regional separatism, with everyone fighting their own battles.

This small team is probably a mercenary group.

But do you think you can smooth things over with just a few words?

Think beautiful!

Mu Jiuyue never does charity work.

Everyone is serving their own master and doing their own job, so let's not talk about smoothing things over. When they came, they didn't intend to smooth over the hatred; they came with the goal of killing her.

Mu Jiuyue quietly emerged from the spatial dimension and swiftly climbed a tree, her TAC-50 sniper rifle flashing at the group of people.

"I'm counting your troops, and I've chosen you! Oh~ it's you! Bye-bye!" With a flick of her finger, Mu Jiuyue sent someone to their doom.

The opposing team only has six people left.

At the same time, a barrage of firepower was directed at the trajectory of the bullets fired at Mu Jiuyue.

The moment Mu Jiuyue fired the bullet, she had already returned to the space.

The massive amount of ammunition blasted the old tree to smithereens, but when they went to check, they couldn't find a single drop of blood.

"Captain, this is truly a ghost story." The others were trembling, their teeth chattering. "Even if the opponent is incredibly fast, how could they be completely unharmed? There are so many monsters outside covered in grass and insects, could this person also be..."

The captain's face turned green, and he roared, "Shut up! This guy's got some nerve. Let's get out of here, don't fight him head-on!"

"Yes!"

The group dared not linger and turned to run.

They run like rabbits.

Mu Jiuyue emerged from the space again, whistled at their retreating figures, and then calmly raised the Barrett.

Bang bang bang.

Whoever gets hit gets blown to bits.

It's important to understand that the Barrett is a heavy sniper rifle. Its true purpose is to destroy ground vehicles such as tanks and armored vehicles, not to kill personnel.

Think about it, if tanks and armored vehicles can be taken down, killing a few people would be a piece of cake.

So this small team of ten people quietly said goodbye to this world.

After doing all this, Mu Jiuyue returned to her ambush location.

Looking towards the shelter—

Well, Lin Zhen's men finally arrived and blocked the group of refugees from spraying blood inside the shelter.

Mu Jiuyue adjusted her direction and looked toward the clearly well-trained group at the back of the refugee caravan.

This time, Mu Jiuyue found a key figure.

The entire team seemed to be operating under his command.

Could he be the person Lin Zhen mentioned?

Mu Jiuyue decisively switched to the TAC-50 sniper rifle again, aimed at the man, and fired a shot without hesitation.

Through the scope, the man lay on the ground in disbelief, seemingly unable to believe that he would die such a pathetic death.

really.

Without this person's command, the team immediately fell into chaos.

The group of people rushed forward like headless flies, instead of attacking with the same methodical approach as before.

With Mu Jiuyue's shot, the pressure on the shelter was instantly relieved.

Lin Zhen said with a smile, "I knew it! That position could only be given to Mu Jiu. See, it's working!"

The pressure on the shelter eased, but the pressure on Wei Lie's side increased instantly.

When these people realized that the shelter was a tough nut to crack and they couldn't take it down, they turned around and headed towards the shelter on the hilltop near Wei Lie.

The mountain shelter only covers a few hilltops, and they're not very high, so there are few guards.

Currently, this appears to be the optimal solution for the attack.