A few minutes ago, the sniper rock.

"Well, since there's no suppressor, let's draw some attention. The more visible I am, the higher the chances of a good hunt."

• "What???"
• "Sir, I don't think that's a good idea."
• "The fact that you can calmly make the most dangerous mistake in EU and still clean up afterward is terrifying, LOL."
• "This guy doesn't even have a suppressor, LOL."
• "Seriously, this is hardcore MMOFPS, not some single-player game about duty and calling, LOL."

 

The weather was clear, and there were no issues. It was truly a perfect day to send someone to the afterlife.

At this point, I had just delivered one user who had come for a sniper run into the lobby. This user had chosen the perfect spot for sniping — it was the perfect location to quickly assess where the enemies were and what the base structure was.

I adjusted the sight and estimated the distance. Unfortunately, I didn’t have a bipod or a tripod, so I set the rifle down on the rock for a moment and quietly pulled out a map from my back pocket. Although the map was old, it was fortunate that it still had the scale marked on it.

"Hmm."

The zeroing adjustment was done. The sight had been adjusted before entering the coastal complex base, so no major issues arose. The weather was still clear—no fine dust and no strong winds. I put the map back in my pocket and pulled the bolt handle, chambering an AP round.

With a clack, I saw the bullet casing briefly peek out from the chamber before going back in. It was a well-maintained rifle.

It was ready to unleash sparks and tungsten.

And then, the trigger was pulled.

───Boom!

The familiar, almost welcoming size of the vibration now. Despite wearing noise-canceling headphones and special earplugs to dampen the sound, the explosion still rattled my ears. The bullet, traveling at more than twice the speed of sound, tore through the air and instantly blew more than half of the head of the enemy on the roof.

As soon as the enemy's body fell back, impaled by an invisible, massive harpoon, I quickly adjusted the aim and turned the muzzle slightly upward. The second enemy was just about to stand after releasing the machine gun. The trigger was pulled again. This time, I aimed for the chest, not the head.

The second recoil, the second bullet, and the second dead body.

The tungsten round pierced the bulletproof vest like paper, cracking ribs and destroying the chest, and it exited the lower side of the right ribs, leaving a hole the size of a fist.

But that was just the beginning.

"Ugh, phew..."

I took a mechanical breath, in and out, timing my heartbeats. Every shot was timed to the space between the beats. The rounds, worth 80,000 credits each, shattered much of the base above.

However, as expected, the snipers from the enemy logs who had received sight adjustments were highly skilled, beyond impressive.

───Piiing!

"Oof, that’s harsh."

The real counterattack had begun.

In the meantime, the machine gun’s direction had shifted, and it was now firing at me. The rocks around me were being chipped away in real-time. The gun I had was good, but my armor didn’t match it, and openly firing would be suicide. Still, I needed to confirm at least the flash from the muzzle.

I fired three more shots for suppression and to guide the enemy’s continuing fire, then immediately moved. After hiding behind a rock and waiting for a moment, I popped my head out and fired again. More shots came flying, but by then, I had already pinpointed the enemy’s general position.

This was the beginning of the waiting game.

"Now we just wait. Specifically, until..."

Until the enemy gets desperate.

Human concentration is remarkable, and when things get urgent, pinpoint focus can be achieved. However, the duration of this focus does not last long. Especially if it goes beyond 20 or 30 seconds, concentration turns to impatience.

They would probably send patrols, but unfortunately for them, this rock I was hiding behind was full of Claymore mines set up by the Artemis base's logs. If they remembered this area, they might be able to climb up quickly, but I highly doubted it would be easy.

So, I loosened up my body and lay flat on the rock. The weather was nice, perfect for sunbathing. No one was around, and the air was clear… Oh wait, this was a virtual reality, wasn’t it? I got a bit too immersed.

But those 30 seconds were worth it.

Through the rocks, I felt the vibrations and heard the sounds traveling through the air.

───Rustle!

• "They’re coming."
• "Wow, the patrol AI is seriously scary."
• "What’s going on? They’re actually coming for him, lol."
• "Honest opinion: I’d probably send them to catch him too."
• "It’s like building a sandcastle in front of a wave, trying to catch someone with a Lapua."

 

Click.

I slightly lifted my body. Today, I had connected a grenade to the MOLLE system, and with a bit of pressure on the tail, the grenade pin would pop out. I quickly grabbed the safety handle that fell to the ground to block any potential sound of metal hitting the floor, then tossed the grenade that had been waiting in the tail for two seconds.

It tumbled and exploded with a bang.

Screams followed as I rose to my feet.

And the trigger was pulled.

"…!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The recoil hit my body as I exchanged glances with the friends who had been aiming at me, now several hundred meters away. But I was faster. In that brief moment, one of the enemies on the roof of Warehouse 2 was shot through. As they fired their first shot, I pulled the trigger again.

In the process, I was hit by a bullet from the machine gun, but it didn’t stop me—I had taken down three enemies. The two from Warehouse 3 were already wiped out, so they didn’t count, but I’d gotten the two from Warehouse 2. That left one more to go, and I was almost there.

"…Someone got them."

One enemy’s head was dripping gold liquid as they collapsed in front of the machine gun.

Taking note of that, I pulled out the one Grizzly Medkit I had left. The chest was completely drenched in red, so I struggled to catch my breath and began performing emergency treatment. The process didn’t take too long, and now, it was time to hunt down the remaining logs wandering inside the base.

Of course, it wasn’t over yet.

───Boom!

"Cough...!"

It was time to finish off the 3-man team who had taken the full blast of the grenade.

Two of them had died instantly and fallen to the ground, but one remained, hiding between the rocks, waiting for death. I pulled the trigger, and the enemy jerked before finally dying. They were hit by an 80,000-credit round—hopefully, that was some comfort.

Retracing my steps, I checked the guns the enemies were carrying. They were all pretty decent-looking, but many of them had poor balance due to the setup. I placed the magazines in my pouch and adjusted the position of the NGAL.

Just switching the laser sight from the front to the back could significantly reduce recoil on the first shot. Also, attaching the vertical grip from another rifle to the lower Picatinny rail would reduce recoil by more than 30%, much better than the clumsy setup some other people might use.

Most people wouldn’t be aware of such adjustments, of course.

"These rounds are pretty useful. They should work well for medium-range engagements too."

• "AR15, but… Bi-yam, LOL."
• "With just a bit of modding, the recoil dropped from 106 to 61, LOL."
• "Wasn’t it supposed to end by adding parts? Can adjusting the position reduce recoil even more?"
• "It does, but you have to adjust it to match the user avatar's characteristics, so you’ll need to try it yourself to find out."
• "4-cluster mixer, LOL."

 

The durability wasn’t that great, but it didn’t seem to be a major problem.

The noise around me was starting to increase. Seeing that the enemy on Warehouse 1’s rooftop had been killed, it was highly likely that someone was coming from another direction. To farm the Artemis-related intel, I needed to move quickly. I grabbed the pistol as well and formulated a movement route.

I climbed down the cliff and moved toward the entrance of Warehouse 3. As I snuck inside, I heard some footsteps from within the warehouse. I immediately crouched, ready to shoot. Two enemies ran out, and I shot them both in the head, leaving them sprawled on the ground like broken dolls.

Who were these guys?

• "It’s like an automatic door, LOL."
• "I’ve never seen someone take down logs from the camp so casually."
• "Is this place usually this quiet, lol?"
• "Looks like we’ll start running into log-runners soon, but it’s really quiet today."
• "Wait, someone’s firing a Mjolnir without a suppressor from the sniper rock. Who dares to come running in now, LOL."

 

From the chat, it seemed Mjolnir was the object of terror.

I glanced around and went up to the rooftop. The friends who had collapsed in front of the machine guns didn’t seem to be carrying anything valuable. The weapons were fine, but their durability was the same as before, and there was no intel to be found.

No loot from Warehouse 3.

Retracing my steps, I made my way directly from Warehouse 3 to Warehouse 2. I picked up the Mjolnir again. Along the way, there were abandoned vehicles and containers scattered around. Bandits started appearing, but I quickly drew the pistol from the holster on my left thigh, aimed it diagonally on top of the Mjolnir, and pulled the trigger twice.

Again, two more enemies fell to the ground.

"It’s quiet here, probably because I took them out from the sniper rock. I thought the base would be more heavily guarded."

• "Alert) The ‘Eugene-style nonsense time’ starts now."
• "The thrill-seeker, LOL."
• "A person who took down 2 bandits in 1 second doesn’t have much to say about it."
• "If you wanted tension, you should’ve gone in without a gun, LOL."
• "Bi-yam could probably do a log-run without a gun, props to them, LOL."

 

Another stable round of online trolling.

But this time, I didn’t care much, and the reason was simple: after entering Warehouse 2 and looting a few minor items, I found a USB marked as a special quest item while rummaging through the items of two dead logs on the roof, and just as I was celebrating, I sensed some movement.

I felt a strange sensation from the west. It seemed a user who had been around the first warehouse might be in the vicinity. To ensure a clean kill, I quickly crossed the asphalt road and made my way south toward Warehouse 1, but just then, a strange feeling faded away like melting snow.

It seemed the person had already fled...

At that moment, I felt a slight vibration from the north.

But it was nearly imperceptible, barely stronger than the wind rustling the grass. It didn’t seem like it meant much.

I muttered as I looked down the asphalt road.

"I think I felt something from the north."

It was probably just my imagination.

So, I continued toward Warehouse 1 in the south.

The battle wasn’t over yet.

Probably.

[General] Lighthouse farming? What the hell is this???

<Recording>

I'm running a resort villa run near the lighthouse, and this is seriously terrifying. How the hell can I hear cannon fire from here?

[General] Lighthouse farming? What the hell is this???

<Recording>

I'm running a resort villa run near the lighthouse, and this is seriously terrifying. How the hell can I hear cannon fire from here?

[All Comments] [By Date]

• "It sounds like it's coming from the north."
• "Isn't that from the sniper rock? No suppressor, just making noise, LOL."
• "Sounds like a Mjolnir, isn't it? This is like a horror movie."
• "If it's not an Mk18, then I'm giving up on everything, LOL."
• "When I heard the gunfire, I immediately ran to the nearest escape route, LOL."
• "[OP] You too?????"
• "When you hear that 338 sound, it’s time to head to the closest exit, forget about the fight."

 

[General] Damn, I can't believe it was Eugene messing around at the lighthouse, LOL.

<Broadcast Screenshot>

I didn’t even enter the log camp, but I managed to farm quietly. Praise me~~~~~~

[All Comments] [By Date]

• "This is what a horror movie looks like, LOL."

• "No wonder the loot from the dead guys wasn’t that great, LOL."

• "A madman who landed in EU to kill…"

• "Mjolnir-wielding anaconda? Is this a natural disaster or what?"

• "How did he get a Mjolnir with only level 5? LOL."

• "Fact) He probably stole it from a hunter after beating them up."

• "Seriously??? Can that even happen?"

• "If he can do it, it’s possible. Don’t argue, LOL."

• "Who is this guy, making such a fuss?"

• "-Phone Dack Zone-"

• "Such a low-level aggro troll, LOL."

• "Why the hell did you come to EU, picking up scrap in a small village, only to end up here?"

• "?? : Because there are people to kill here…"

• "Unbelievable trolling, LOL."

• "Damn, Bi-yam, when did this happen, LOL."

• "So this is the guy who's been firing 20 shots from the sniper rock, LOL."

• "At this point, should we be tracking where Eugene is, like the weather forecast?"

• "‘Natural Disaster’"

• "Typhoon landings get reported in real-time, so why isn’t Eugene's broadcast?"

• "Fact) All those are AP rounds."

• "??????????????????"

• "I watched the stream live, and the captain gave him 75 rounds, LOL."

• "Why is this person the only one hacking EU??"

• "Rich (not) mad (yes) veteran (next door)."

• "Now everyone’s going to be running around with a Mjolnir in the public matches, LOL."

• "??? : This is great. I saw it on Eugene’s stream."

 

[General] Damn, I’m getting scared just reading this. It really is like a horror movie.