A traitor, someone betrayed them!
The fourth shot. The fifth shot.
The bandits had to retreat to the ruins in the distance.
For a novice like Stella, the mission was a bit tough.
Jasper ordered a retreat, "Let them catch their breath."
Rosie and Cooper standing behind him. Rosie had a look of envy on her face, "Jasper, I want to shoot too."
It was not that Jasper didn't want to teach her, but the sniper bullets were limited, and Rosie's height posed limitations, "Don't worry, next time for sure."
The sniper was equipped with a silencer, and the distance was quite far. When the first man fell, Mark didn't react in time.
But then the second one, the third one...
If he still couldn't figure it out, then he would be a real fool.
As the ruffians retreated for the time being, Mark was deeply moved. He didn't expect Jasper and Stella to save Eastwood Eden single-handedly again. This debt of gratitude was beyond repayable.
After shooting, they drew the curtains and went back to sleep.
Their biological clocks were messed up. They didn't wake up until after ten o'clock. After washing up, they had brunch.
Rosie, after washing the dishes, was watering the peanuts and sweet potatoes on the terrace when she suddenly said anxiously, "Jasper, they're back."
A pack of hungry wolves would not give up a fat sheep just because of a single failure.
Jasper didn't rush to take action but taught Stella how to quickly identify the leader in a seemingly chaotic crowd.
Eye contact, body language, gestures, clothing, even posture, all of these can serve as a secret language to convey orders. Obviously, after yesterday's failure, they had switched leaders and continued their dangerous mission. Carefully probing, they approached step by step.
Despite the chaos, Jasper remained calm and quickly identified the target to be eliminated.
Stella was quick to learn. Although she was still a greenhorn compared to him, she had survived two apocalypses, and her insight was far above average. After careful observation, she identified them all.
Jasper praised, "Good job, I only had a 90% accuracy rate when I first started."
They went up to the 10th floor, set up the rifle, and took out the leaders one by one.
Stella turned in a perfect answer sheet and carried the sniper rifle downstairs.
Rosie was a bit disappointed. What happened to the promise of 'next time for sure'? Her brother lied.
Between men and women, there was indeed a difference in intuition. During dinner, Stella noticed Rosie's disappointment. She shut the door and reminded Jasper, "Rosie's grown up. She's not as easy to trick as before. Even if she doesn't say anything, she has thoughts in her mind. You need to be careful."
Jasper, who had no experience with children, reflected on himself and then taught Rosie how to use a sniper rifle.
The gun was unloaded, but Rosie was overjoyed, especially when she received her brother's praise, her eyes full of stars.
Jasper patted her on the head, feeling a bit guilty. He realized he needed to be more careful in the future.
On the third day, the bandits returned, as if they were playing a zombie game.
This time there were no brightly colored clothes. They seemed a bit desperate, two teams of people rushed straight to the cornfield to plunder the corn.
The residents, who had been holding back their anger, charged forward with their weapons.
The mobs were extremely vicious, but they were malnourished and physically weaker than the residents who had received Jasper's training.
Jasper had only trained one group, but he had chosen excellent team members to teach apprentices, and the results were quite significant after a year.
When it came to food and life, neither side held back, and they quickly started fighting.
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