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Chapter 125: A Breath at the Tip of a Bullet
Author: Jajajuba
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From behind pine leaves and moss-covered rocks, the sniper adjusted his position once more. He squinted toward the terrain below.

“Where’d that pretty girl disappear to?” he muttered with a grin, his breathing calm despite the rush of adrenaline. “I saw her hair flutter behind that boulder just a moment ago…”

But before he could line up his rifle again, a soft crack from a breaking twig came from behind. His eyes widened—military instinct took over. He jumped backward and drew a sidearm from his waist, firing two shots toward the sound.

BANG! BANG!

Only one bullet nearly found its mark.

Mona, who had been about to strike with her combat knife from behind, flung herself to the side. She dodged the shot, but the first bullet grazed her left shoulder, tearing through flesh. Blood burst from the wound as her body hit the ground hard.

Thud!

Mona winced, biting back the pain. Her uniform was quickly soaked in blood, but she kept a tight grip on her knife.

“Ha!” the sniper laughed curtly, ap
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