Chapter 105: Volume 3, - 15 Hopkins
During the three-kilometer escape, he didn’t just keep running but killed forty-six Federation soldiers! Everyone present was stunned!
He is not an assassin; a true assassin would never be this crazy. Fleeing after a missed shot would be an assassin’s instinct, and they wouldn’t be interested in other worthless targets!
Daring to provoke the Federation in such a crazy manner, killing pursuers while escaping at a steady pace, this person is the bloodthirstiest, most confident, and most dangerous professional soldier! At the same time, he is also a revenge-driven madman, avenging the missed shot at killing General Russell!
Tian Xingjian muttered to himself, feeling lucky. If he hadn’t chosen to come to the girls’ dorm first and had instead recklessly joined the search in the back mountain without knowing the adversary, he could have been one of the shot dead. His heart was pounding with fear when a guard said, "Lieutenant Tian, General Russell orders you to join the pursuit operation. Please proceed to the forward command to receive your mission."
Fatty was instantly dumbfounded. He knew the academy’s situation all too well; the seasoned ground troops were stationed in various cities, sweeping the remnants of the Imperial Army and assisting in maintaining order. The military base adjacent to the academy was stationed by a newly transferred fully mechanized infantry division. As soon as the incident occurred, this division was mobilized. The ones participating in the pursuit were not ordinary soldiers but the reconnaissance soldiers and special forces of this division!
No matter how you put it, this division hadn’t been on the battlefield, but these special soldiers were strictly trained. Their training methods were entirely the same as those Fatty had undergone. Forty-six deaths over three kilometers! The cruelty and ruthlessness of the opponent were evident. Fatty knew his capabilities well; although his assessment results were excellent and he was the top sniper in reconnaissance camp training, this was his first face-to-face engagement without mecha. Any oversight or lack of experience could get him killed!
With a tumultuous heart, Fatty arrived at Bernardo’s office. General Russell’s words confirmed Fatty’s fears.
General Russell, with a grave expression, said to Fatty, "I know who this person is! He is Hopkins, the most extreme nationalist, a Vibo. He once was the captain of the Gazalin Royal Guard. He was arrested for massacring hundreds of innocent Mark Clan people, but the Gazalin Royal Family shielded him. Since then, he disappeared from the public eye, becoming a dagger in the hands of the Gazalin Royal Family, specializing in assassinations. In three years, not a single one of the seventeen important targets escaped his sniping. When he had no assignments, he enjoyed carrying his J-2011 sniper rifle and temporarily joining the Army Special Forces, choosing any battlefield in the war to kill. In his view, war is hunting!"