Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups-Chapter 288 - 209_2

The faint red glow resembled the pupils of some kind of beast, peering into the scene, exuding an indescribable eeriness.

And inside, the eyes of the ambushers were all focused on this iron door.

Everyone seemed to be under the effect of an Immobilization Spell, with hands raised holding guns, eyes wide open.

It was as if any slight deviation in their sight would cause the monster hidden behind the door to suddenly leap out.

At this critical moment, the "monster" hiding behind the door was none other than Fang Cheng.

He climbed up the stairs all the way to the top floor of the workshop where the light was shining.

His movements were light and Agile, his footsteps silent as he perfectly avoided the carefully placed sensors and deceptively disguised, highly destructive Deceptive Mines.

After the warehouse battle last time, Fang Cheng learned from experience, knowing that infiltrating an enemy’s well-laid territory could easily trap oneself in a tight encirclement.

Moreover, even if he ultimately succeeded, it was difficult to achieve the effect of completely annihilating the enemy, allowing any stragglers to escape in the chaos.

So for this operation, Fang Cheng changed strategies, opting for a more covert and lethal assassination approach.

Like a leopard hunting in the night, patiently lurking, targeting isolated or unguarded enemies, and swiftly eliminating them silently.

Fang Cheng’s intention was clear: to weaken the enemy’s forces as much as possible before rescuing.

Even if he couldn’t eliminate them entirely, he could use this cold and bloody assassination method to create immense psychological pressure.

Thus forcing the enemy camp to expose flaws in panic, creating more chances for rescue.

Through observation at this moment, Fang Cheng’s vision spotted a massive well hole with a diameter of several dozen meters.

Next to the dark pit, there was a narrow passage filled with various debris.

He also saw Ma Donghe tied up tight like a dumpling, looking extremely embarrassed.

Ma Donghe’s position was extremely dangerous, hanging on the edge of life and death, a slight misstep would cause him and the chair to fall into the depths, crashing into pieces.

And surrounding the area were steel beams and iron frames, with at least a dozen gunmen ambushed.

Dark gun barrels surrounded him, glimmers of cold light flickered in the dimness, like the fangs of snakes quietly revealed.

This scene undoubtedly added immeasurable fatal danger to the location already reduced to a desperate prison.

Bang!

Suddenly, an unexpected gunshot rang out.

A bullet tore through the air, streaking towards Fang Cheng like a meteor.

It was a sniper hidden in the dark, seizing the fleeting opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Fang Cheng’s reaction was far beyond ordinary; almost at the instant he saw the flash, his body made an instinctive move, dodging to the side with incredible speed.

The bullet whizzed past his shoulder, carrying a sharp, scorching breeze that seemed to ignite skin.

Next, with a crisp "clang," the bullet struck the iron stair tread, sparking a dazzling firework.

Then it bounced away, disappearing into the darkness.

With no choice, Fang Cheng had to temporarily stop his surveillance, hiding behind the cement wall.

His mind raced, contemplating how to break through, eliminate the enemy, and rescue Ma Donghe in this perilous environment.

Through preliminary observation, Fang Cheng noted the enemy’s firepower was comprehensive, not only with snipers hidden in the dark watching closely but also over a dozen assault rifles ready.

These guys were prepared, having occupied advantageous terrain in advance, clearly planning every attack and escape route, setting a trap just waiting for the target to enter.

Even if wearing a bullet-proof vest, he would still be nothing more than a human target under such intense firepower.

Trying to forcefully rescue or kill amidst gunfire was obviously unrealistic and couldn’t guarantee the safety of the hostage.

Although Fang Cheng was confident in his Gun Skill, the special circumstances left him no room to maneuver.

Moreover, there were many blind spots around.

Unless bullets could turn, it was difficult to attend to enemies ambushing in all directions in a short time.

While contemplating, Fang Cheng’s eyes slightly flickered, glancing at the iron door which had only opened slightly.

Earlier, with his Eagle Eye Vision, he saw only the left side of the workshop top floor.

As for what dangers lurked on the other side, he was completely unaware.

After some thought, Fang Cheng decisively felt around, grabbing a pair of trash-picking iron tongs.

Then, he took a deep breath and used the tongs to carefully open the door fully.

As expected, bullets immediately rained down like a torrential downpour, the deafening "da-da-da" sound resounding, fragments and dazzling sparks flew on the walls and iron panels.

Seemingly realizing something was wrong, the target hadn’t appeared, this focused attack abruptly paused.

In that fleeting moment.

Fang Cheng quickly straightened, moved in front of the door, and his eyes swept across the entire top floor of the workshop.

Then, almost at the next wave of bullets, he closed the door again.

The entire process was less than a second.

Yet Fang Cheng used his Speed Reading skill to memorize the momentarily visible scene inside the door.

Listening to the sound of bullets whistling, his mind constructed a three-dimensional holographic map.

At this moment, it’s as if he possessed a god’s perspective, standing in his Memory Palace, every enemy position, firepower setup, clearly displayed in the image.