Superpower heroine in the apocalypse (MTL)

121-125

Chapter 121

Qin Jiale took a deep breath: "I'll give it a try."

Gu Hengyu: "No, let's try and succeed once and for all, okay?"

Qin Jiale patted the window angrily: "Don't put pressure on me!"

Amanda: "There's no wind outside now, maybe it's the right time."

"Well, maybe I can ask, why don't you use guns?" Qin Jiale asked very sincerely.

Gu Hengyu looked matter-of-factly: "The bullets in the gun will leave traces. Your ice arrows may be in this kind of weather..." He poked his head out and looked at the scorching afternoon sun outside, "I guess it won't work. How long will it take for it to melt?"

The most important thing is that they are sneaking and cannot leave any traces. If the bullet remains in the body, it will definitely be detected. But once the ice melts, only water will remain, and it cannot be traced to their heads.

Qin Jiale: "...Okay, what should I do?"

Gu Hengyu: "Show off your enthusiasm for throwing zombies! Have you ever received sniper training?"

Qin Jiale was discouraged: "A little bit, but really not much. Maybe you didn't expect to use snipers to kill zombies in the distance, right?"

Gu Hengyu: "Uh, it's okay, we all believe in you."

Amanda: "There is a measuring function on the glasses, which may be able to help you a little."

Qin Jiale hurriedly took off his glasses: "What? Where is it?!"

Amanda: "Try the 'Measure' option."

Qin Jiale touched it lightly with his fingers, and a slight vibration feedback came from his glasses. A green light spot immediately appeared in front of his eyes. Each of the people in the M organization in the distance had a light spot.

A line of small words appeared above the lens:

"Please select a target."

Qin Jiale thought about it and chose a man who looked the biggest and seemed a bit stocky. Qin Jiale thought to himself that he should solve the most difficult problems first.

Just after the selection was completed, a countdown appeared in front of him.

It's a red aperture surrounding a number, starting with 10, which should be a countdown because it's constantly decreasing.

10, 9, 8...5...

A long ice pick appeared on Qin Jiale's hand. She held the ice pick tightly in her hand, and the cold air of the ice came from above and flowed into Qin Jiale's hand.

When the countdown reached 1, Qin Jiale secretly prayed in his heart: Please, I must win!

Thinking like this, the ice pick in her hand shot straight towards the target, piercing the air and creating a sound of wind in the air.

The few people standing below didn't seem to be on high alert. They were just standing there chatting. When they heard some sounds, they suddenly realized that they should look back.

But, it's too late.

Qin Jiale watched as the ice pick formed a perfect ninety-degree right angle and penetrated the big man's chest. It tore through his protective clothing and inserted into his heart.

The expression on the big man's face was very incredible, as if he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Before he fell, he even had a chance to take a look at the ice pick on his chest. He had no idea where the thing came from.