Building My Empire in the Frozen Apocalypse (Riley Carter) novel Chapter 231

Chapter 231 Sniping from the Shadows

“Let’s see just how bad this fight has gotten,” Riley whispered to herself.

Up close, the battlefield was even more of a slaughterhouse than she expected.

WarWolf had clearly come prepared for a proper siege this time.

Aside from the two snowmobiles, they had a front line of heavy wooden shields to soak

arrows.

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A bruiser in dark red plate armor stood by a snowmobile, brandishing a massive two-handed hammer while shouting.

“The Vice-President said once we’re inside, the loot is ours! Massive contribution points for everyone!”

“I’m going to personally crush that Drifter trash, NorthWind, into a pulp!”

The WarWolf members roared like rabid dogs, slamming a massive log against the camp’s main gate.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The wooden gate groaned under the impact, its support beams visibly vibrating.

On the wall, the commander of the Drifters Alliance-likely NorthWind-was frantically loosing arrows.

“Hold the line! Once the ghouls spawn at nightfall, they’ll have to tuck tail and run!”

NorthWind yelled at his men. “Pour the last of the boiling oil now!”

Splash!

A cauldron of searing oil cascaded down the stone wall.

Pain-filled screams erupted from below as several WarWolf members clutched their faces and rolled in the snow.

“You asked for the hard way!” the bruiser roared, his face contorting in fury.

He signaled to the men behind the covers to initiate a magical bombardment.

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A man in caster robes raised his staff, channeling mana until a fireball screeched toward the wall.

The impact shook the entire structure, but the internal reinforcements held firm for now.

Riley stared at the two snowmobiles, her eyes widening with pure greed.

She’d been wondering why WarWolf would declare war on a Level 4 base like this.

A custom-coordinate portal is a massive mana sink compared to a fixed Guild Portal.

Using one for a petty raid seemed like a losing investment until she saw the mechanized transport. This meant their forward base was likely closer to her territory than she’d realized.

Riley crept into range, training her sights directly on the mage’s head.

Since they were focused on the wall, they had left their rear completely exposed to her.

Riley unleashed a flurry of bolts, burying them into the back of the caster’s skull. The man didn’t even have time to scream before he collapsed into the snow, dead.

The momentum of the battle shifted in a heartbeat.

With the fire mage neutralized, the WarWolf assault stuttered into a confused halt.

“Where did that come from? How is he dead?!”

“What kind of damage is that? He got nearly one-shotted!”

“Get him up! Don’t let him bleed out!”

The WarWolf members scrambled for cover, their neat siege formation falling into a chaotic

mess.

From behind the rocks, Riley didn’t give them a single second to catch their breath.

Click.

Riley chambered another set of bolts into her Armor-Piercing Repeater.

She locked her sights onto a man on the far left.

Whiz-!

A bolt tore through his thigh, pinning him to the frozen ground like a specimen. He let out a

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gut-wrenching shriek as his torch fell and extinguished in the snow.

Whiz-!

Another bolt followed, punching clean through the man’s shoulder.

Riley wasn’t going for kill-shots yet; headshots were too risky at this distance. Her strategy wa simple: cripple them.

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