Chapter 1212 - The Mountains and Rivers Remain

Li Dexi’s subordinate used a VSK-94 suppressed sniper rifle, which was equipped with a world-class high-efficiency silencer.

When the trigger was pulled, there was no sound at all. The scant sparks that burst out from the gun’s muzzle were also eliminated.

This type of silent sniper rifle was actually not suitable for long-range combat since it provided no vision at all if the target’s distance exceeded 400 meters.

But within fifty meters, it was the king of the sniper world!

The 9x39mm subsonic bullet sliced through the air like a demon and only emitted the hint of a sound. It was like the low-pitched sigh of a sleepless person at midnight or the series of ripples created when pebbles were thrown into the bottom of a lake.

This type of bullet had a greater explosive and penetrating power than a submachine gun’s bullet, so its lethality rank was even higher.

It could be said that, within fifty meters, no one could possibly escape a VSK-94 suppressed sniper rifle!

As for Li Dexi’s sniper, his direct distance from the figure lying on the roof beam of the sixth floor of the basement was exactly 49 meters.

This was the best performing sniper rifle, the fastest bullet, and the perfect distance!

On top of the completely suppressed sound, there wasn’t a single spark that escaped the muzzle. With a thump, the subsonic bullet sliced straight into the head of the figure lying on the ground!

In the highly magnified video sent back from his sniper, Li Dexi clearly saw a cloud of blood burst out of the man’s head before he slumped down and laid motionless on the roof beam.

He finally killed Huo Shaoheng!

The blood in Li Dexi’s entire body was coursing wildly, pooling towards his brain and heart.

No one in this world could stop him now!

Li Dexi had always been very cautious and never did anything with uncertainty. But this time, he had no time to personally check whether the person the sniper had killed was actually Huo Shaoheng. He merely asked him to inspect the body and said, “Keep his body for me. I still need to use it for something!”

“Go!” Li Dexi took the lead and rushed out of the small room on the basement’s first floor. He ran into the elevator and took his men down to the sixth-floor basement.

…

Li Dexi’s sniper broke into a wide grin and leaped from the beam on the other side with a sniper rifle carried on his back.

He had long hands and long legs that climbed between countless steel poles like Spider-Man.

Leaping forward, he climbed onto the opposite beam.

He had killed Huo Shaoheng, and the body was there. He wanted to check if the person he had shot was really Huo Shaoheng.

But before he could even find his balance, the brilliant shine of a sharp blade flashed in front of his eyes. A dagger swiped out silently from the darkness and cut his throat ruthlessly.

Li Dexi’s sniper perished without making a single sound.

The blood from the sniper’s throat spurted onto the person who had just been shot, so it looked like that person was the one who was bleeding.

Huo Shaoheng emerged from the darkness, no expression on his face, and kicked away the person who was lying motionless after having been shot.

The person rolled aside. It turned out to be just a dummy.

Li Dexi’s sniper had hit a pack of blood on the dummy’s head when he shot, which had provided a realistic headshot effect.

Huo Shaoheng skillfully arranged Li Dexi’s sniper in the same position the dummy had been lying in earlier. With black-gloved hands, he took the VSK-94 suppressed sniper rifle from the sniper and fired another shot at his head!

Pop–!

Like the sound of a small fish quietly blowing bubbles at the bottom of the sea, and like the sound of water boiling in the winter night to make a new pot of tea – he could almost see tiny bubbles appear.

Huo Shaoheng was slightly surprised.

In order to deal with him, Li Dexi had actually used a VSK-94 suppressed sniper rifle.

It was a really good gun and better than his own equipment.

Huo Shaoheng’s lips curled slightly as he seized this world-class, high performance VSK-94 silent sniper rifle.

His newly built suppressed submachine and heavy-weight sniper compound weapon was still slung over his arm as he added on the VSK-94 that Li Dexi offered.

That was right.

Huo Shaoheng’s eyes narrowed.

There were also bullet clips.

He leaned down and tore off the clip of ammunition that was wrapped around the sniper’s waist and casually slung it over his arm.

After taking care of the sniper, Huo Shaoheng looked at his watch to see that it had only taken him two minutes.

Li Dexi’s elevator hadn’t yet reached the sixth floor of the basement.

Huo Shaoheng immediately issued an order, saying, “…Move it.”

His personnel had hidden there earlier than Li Dexi’s men had arrived.

When Li Dexi’s men had checked the locations for an ambush, they were already within range of Huo Shaoheng’s full firepower.

But this time, Li Dexi had brought his most elite team along, so Huo Shaoheng did not dare to underestimate them.

He tapped his headphones in Morse code to issue commands.

The field staff of the Special Operations Forces who received his order immediately acted as planned. In groups of two people covering each other, they felt their way towards the positions of Li Dexi’s snipers.

They came from behind, swift as the wind.

In the darkness, the two-person spotter team from Li Dexi’s side had just noticed something was wrong as a rope violently strangled their necks.

The sniper next to him was about to turn his head when a strong arm stretched out to twist his head one hundred and eighty degrees – this made him turn far too much!

In order not to make any noise, the Special Operations Forces field personnel did not use any weapons that made sounds. By only strangling them with their arms or ropes, they were able to clear away all of Li Dexi’s snipers with only a few movements.

These snipers had followed Li Dexi around the Blue Planet for many years without ever encountering any worthy opponents.

They never imagined that they would all perish in the hands of Huo Shaoheng’s personnel in the basement of a random bank in Cape Town!

…

Standing in front of the black iron cabinets on the sixth floor of the basement, Gu Nianzhi, Bai Shuang, and Zhao Liangze looked at safety deposit box number 365 that had opened automatically. They were all frozen with shock.

After a while, Gu Nianzhi composed herself and put on a pair of gloves, then slowly opened the door of the safe.

At first glance, it looked as though there was nothing inside!

Gu Nianzhi’s heart dropped, but her gaze shifted down until she finally saw a lonely envelope lying at the bottom of the otherwise empty safe.

She reached in and grabbed the envelope.

The lights on the basement’s sixth floor were as white as snow, making the envelope in her hand appear yellow and old.

The words on the envelope had even been written with a calligraphy brush!

Fortunately, they were written in regular script. Otherwise, Gu Nianzhi really wouldn’t have been able to understand the handwriting.

The envelope was addressed to the descendants of the Gu family.

Gu Nianzhi, “…”

Zhao Liangze was going to take the letter, but he rubbed his nose and folded his hands behind his back when he saw how the envelope was addressed.

Bai Shuang also glanced at it and frowned slightly, asking, “Is this what you are looking for?”

Why was it a very old letter?

What about the so-called genetic data?

As Gu Nianzhi held onto the almost weightless letter, it felt so heavy to her that she was almost unable to lift it up.

She inhaled deeply as she thought about how she must see what this was. She couldn’t turn around and leave right now. What if she had the wrong thing?

Although the method required to open safety deposit box number 365 seemed to be tailor-made for her, what if this was only Li Dexi’s trap?

After all, they had spared no effort or expense while setting up a huge trap for her in the Alps.

Gu Nianzhi had suffered a big loss because of Li Dexi, so she had no choice but to be cautious.

She looked at the seal on the envelope and saw that it was simply dotted with red paint.

The red paint seemed to have faded after all those years and leave only a light, scarlet-colored round spot on the pale, yellow envelope.

Gu Nianzhi rubbed the envelope a few times, then resolutely tore through the red paint and opened it.

Looking down, she saw that there were five sheets of paper inside.

Gu Nianzhi’s heart kept sinking, but she still gritted her teeth and pulled the five pages out of the envelope.

The first page read:

“To the descendants of the Gu family: When you read this letter, I won’t know which generation of the Gu family you belong to.

“But if you begin counting from me, Gu Haoze – then you cannot exceed the third generation. That is to say; you are my grandson or granddaughter.

“If you are not a descendant of the Gu family, please publish this letter.

“I, Gu Haoze, was born in a concentration camp the Japanese had set up in the northeastern region of the Huaxia Empire.

“Everyone says that I am a genius. In fact, the Yamato ‘scientists’ who created me and I are the only ones who know that I am a genuine tragedy.

“In a concentration camp where human dignity and morality were obliterated, every life was born under the beautiful promise of pursuing technological progress. But in fact, every new life born here was a sin.”

In the thousand words that followed, Gu Nianzhi almost witnessed the most shameless, evil, and vicious disaster in all of human history.

But in such a harsh environment, her ancestors had still refused to give up hope.

They launched numerous counterattacks and riots in the concentration camp and made multiple attempts to break through the fortresses set up by those so-called scientists.

There were countless sacrifices and destruction, endless hope and disappointments – but finally, light dawned.

“…News came that the enemy’s nest had been bombed by the Great American nuclear bomb, so the Yamato scientists were like defeated dogs. They planned to temporarily transfer part of the data to the European Gestapo for safekeeping.

“As their most successful and most failed piece of data, I was also transferred to Europe as cargo.

“While I was making the journey, I learned that my fellow inmates had launched a final counterattack.

“… During that counterattack, my good friend He Shouwang bombed the enemy’s arsenal. The huge fire burned for ten days and ten nights, so the results from nearly a hundred years of research by the Yamato ‘scientists’ that had not been sent to Europe were completely destroyed.

“The enemy’s leader was furious and killed my friend, He Shouwang.

“My friend He Shouwang’s son, He Chengjian, followed me to Europe. On the way there, he learned of his father’s horrific end and vowed to avenge him before leaving without a trace.

“I have searched for him for ten years now, yet I could not find his whereabouts.

“At the time of writing this letter, I do not have many days left. Before I pass away, I will record this forgotten battle and record the names of the Huaxia men and women who rallied together against the concentration camp. I hope that future generations will remember their names.

“Every individual who sacrificed themselves for the benefit of the group is worthy of respect and remembrance.

“Their names were: He Shouwang, Zhang Aliang, Zhao Tongxin, Wang Qi, Yang Yiqin, Duan Yongbo, Qian Man, Shu Huan, Wei Xiangyun…”

On the third and fourth pages of the letter, Gu Haoze had written the names in tiny, densely packed characters.

The people who once had those names had passed away a long time ago – but when Gu Nianzhi looked at this letter, the Huaxia men and women who had never forgotten to resist, even under the worst and most inhumane environment, seemed to have come back to life once again.

Their gaze penetrated through the passage of time to gently watch over the people living in modern times.

“…I hope that anyone who reads this letter can proudly tell them that the mountains and rivers remain in the Huaxia Empire, and our country is peaceful.”