Cultivating through increasing my stats in America Chapter 289 - 189 Annihilation2

Who exactly won? Although their chances of winning were high, no one dared to guarantee the outco before seeing it with their own eyes.

Everyone hid in their concealed spots, not daring to even breathe heavily. Sweat on their palms made the triggers of their firearms sowhat slippery.

After a long while, there finally ca a rustling from the road ahead.

"Don’t be nervous, it’s , Na Martino."

At this ti, he dared not play any surprises with them; a nervous misfire would have been embarrassing.

As Na Martino walked toward them, loudly declaring his identity, their tense nerves began to relax.

"You can co over now, the danger on that side has been completely cleared."

"How did you do it? I an, how did you end the fight with only four shots fired?"

"And these ard people, what exactly are they?"

The questions asked by Gwen and Fuleiia were obviously what everyone wanted to know.

Na Martino shrugged helplessly and replied:

"To be honest, you shouldn’t be asking . The real hero is over there."

"Besides, about their identity, we can only make a rough guess. Maybe they are fugitive criminals or sothing. We need further analysis for specific information."

As everyone ca over, the first thing they saw was a man with a beard lying on the ground, his throat pierced by Li Ang’s dagger.

Almost imdiately upon seeing it, they turned their faces away or quickly stepped back.

Only Fuleiia’s sister, Elizabeth, walked up with interest and began examining the cause of the man’s death.

"I don’t quite understand; how were you able to inflict such a wound?"

Looking at the terrible wound on the corpse’s neck, Elizabeth couldn’t determine how he had died.

It wasn’t until she looked up and saw a dagger deeply embedded in a tree trunk, covered in blood, that she incredulously looked at the body on the ground again and hesitantly asked:

"He... was he killed by a dagger you threw?"

"You’re right! But if you want to know exactly how it was done, I can’t explain it to you either, because I can’t imagine it myself. You should ask Li Ang."

Na Martino said, pointing to Li Ang who was standing nearby.

"Li Ang... threw a dagger from a distance, piercing straight through his throat?"

Gwen’s face went pale as she asked with a trembling voice.

"In fact, Li Ang is the biggest hero of this operation. Because he silently took care of the man chopping wood outside, we had the chance to sneak up on them and achieve the subsequent results..."

Chris ca over and, while narrating, mimicked Li Ang’s action of throwing the dagger.

"He was about sixty tres away from this spot when we all thought he was going to sneak up and take the man out, he suddenly threw the dagger he was holding, and then we saw the man fall dead at the sound."

"Sixty ters, are you kidding? The effective range of this pistol in my hand is fifty ters!"

Gwen said incredulously.

No one paid attention to her, but they all understood, because at the beginning, they all thought the sa.

Na Martino rembered Li Ang pulling up the two-hundred-plus pound Bluefin Spearfish with one hand on the yacht and suddenly felt that such strength might not be impossible to achieve.

Just as they were about to call Li Ang over to demonstrate personally, they noticed him holding a stone, making gestures towards sothing at a diagonal upward angle in the distance.

Following his gaze, they saw a pigeon resting on a tall tree about thirty or forty ters away.

Then, Li Ang swiftly made his move and before they could see clearly, they heard sothing hit the ground from the direction he had been looking.

Li Ang ran over with a pleased look on his face and soon returned holding a pigeon, now headless, showing it to everyone.

"Today’s lunch can include a roasted pigeon."

But everyone was so taken aback by his recent action that no one responded to him.

After several seconds, Fuleiia spoke up:

"That tree is at least thirty or forty ters away from us, right? And it’s over twenty ters tall, which ans the distance between you and the treetop was almost fifty ters?"

"And it was also at an upward angle."

Javell added.

At such a distance, the stone thrown by Li Ang had not only knocked the pigeon off the treetop but had even smashed its head.

Looking at it this way, killing a person with a dagger from a distance of sixty ters didn’t seem impossible.

Javell was the first to accept this and even expressed a desire to learn how to throw darts from Li Ang.

Unfortunately, Li Ang’s response was as brutally honest and cutting as ever; achieving long-distance lethal effects indeed required skill, but physical strength and explosive power were indispensable as well, so Javell would have to start with building foundational strength.

Besides Li Ang’s long-distance killing with a dagger, the series of maneuvers that followed were basic operations for the retired special forces soldiers, nothing to boast about.

With plenty of manpower now, they analyzed the items left by these people together, hoping to deduce their identities.