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Member: Vot

Position: Sniper

Hobbies: None

Specialty: aim at the eyes

Volt left all his fanaticism at the moment when his prey was sniped. - Nathanos Wither

What's special about the sniper's eyes?

Find the prey's location faster than anyone else. If you plan to answer this, then congratulations, you were wrong and made the same mistake as Volt.

I still remember the disappointed expression of the Withered Master after hearing this sentence, and Volt must have seen it. Then, he disappeared that day, and no one knew where he went, but where could he go in the desolate land? There was only desert and sand here. But he went there for several days, and at that time, the salamander and I thought he was quit.

"Vod will never run away."

When we told the owner about this, he said this. Uh... well, it seems that Volt's disappearance was deliberately arranged by the owner. He must have been going for some secret training.

Five days later, Zhong Ping was planning to test the power of the latest MCK-1417 time bomb. I was helping him record the data. The explosion was very successful, and a large pit exploded on the desert land. The air was full of gunpowder.

Perhaps guided by the explosion, the salamander found us and told us that Volt was back and brought back something…undescribable.

Seeing the salamander's eyes couldn't turn out anything, I basically ruled out the goblins' favorite cookies and gold coins.

He indeed brought back something incredible—three small suitcases, each filled with bullets, and by the way, there was a strange liquid on the bullets, and the smell was like tasting a cookie made of a mix of dead fish and foot wash.

I was curious how Volt endured the smell, oh, he always wore a mask.

"Is this... a gift for us?" asked the salamander at the time.

The answer I got was a sneer from the owner of the Withered, but the reason why the owner laughed was not the newt's stupid hat problem, but the bullets in the suitcase. Well, only the owner could laugh out loud in the field. He picked up a bullet and looked it carefully, and the liquid was stained with the fingers.

“Very good, very good.”

The master left after leaving this simple evaluation, and before leaving, he did not forget to return the bullet to Volt. We all came up curiously and asked, "What is this, Volt?"

"bullet."

The pendulum was obviously a little dissatisfied with Vod's concealment, "We are not blind, and the boss is asking you what's special about the bullet."

"Nothing special, it's just taken from the corpse. Various corpses..." He pointed to his eyes, "The same location."

We were stunned. I suddenly remembered the previous question from my master: What is special about the sniper's eyes.

Now that Volt knows the answer, I am the same, that is, when hunting, I always stare at the prey's eyes.

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Member: Gravel

Position: Investigator

Hobbies: Cookies

Specialties: Take some things when performing tasks.

The sand is very good, full of all parts of the world, unnoticed, yet can peek into everyone's secrets. - Nathanos Wither. (Note: The source of the gravel code.)

Gravel, the only thing I can't aim for.

I hate sand, not only because of the above layer, but also because sand leaves me without any hiding. For a sniper, it is dangerous to expose his position.

But others have a good relationship with Shali, who speaks funny and knows how to socialize. The salamander complained that Shali received double salary last month by flattering a few more words in front of his master.

Compared to the salamander, I was perhaps more brave and expressed my dissatisfaction directly to the owner of the Wither. I had never thought about the consequences of doing so. I just told the truth, so I was prepared to welcome all kinds of punishments on the way. Unexpectedly, the owner unexpectedly recognized my statement, but there was a condition, that is, Shali and I were going to perform a task. If the task was successful, the more salary the Sand would be paid back.

The mission is very simple: I have gone to Kozan and killed a trade king, whether it is named Marti or Mardez, I forgot.

We floated on the sea for three days before we reached the vicinity of the Great Whirlpool. When we arrived at Kozan, Shali asked me if I had any plans. I shook my head and said that I didn't want to talk, but he misinterpreted what I meant.

"That's great, listen to me now."

I don't want to hear this idiot.

While checking my sniper rifle, I wanted to control the sound of my ears blocking the sand. But his mouth was magical, slowly controlling my attention.

"I have detailed information about Marty here. He is a cautious local tyrant who almost controls a large stone yard in Stranglethorn Valley."

Recently, venture capital trading companies are preparing for the weapons needed to form the Death Knights Legion for the Forgotten, and I know why Marty is on the Master's death list.

"Forget it, it's useless to say so much. Just click directly and I'll pull him out. When I'm signaling, you'll shoot him."

Then...how do you escape? I wanted to ask this question, but I held back. At that time, I had decided that if the gravel could not be removed by then, my bullets would save him from the torture of the enemy.

Before the plan started, we found out that Marty was betrayed by his subordinates while holding a banquet for his daughter. Almost all his confidants were bribed by a goblin named Juste Gary Vicks. He lost most of his business, but the stone yard in Stranglethorn Valley was still under his control.

Poor guy.

Shali had an excuse to approach him now. He disguised himself as a staff member from Stranglethorn Valley and heard false news that the stone yard was attacked by pirates. The idiot who had always been cautious and self-conscious ran out of the villa like crazy, exposed to my sniper rifle. His daughter Naisha followed behind him.

Trade king Marty grabbed Shali and shook desperately, yelling. It seemed that he cared about his final business.

My position is condescending, seven hundred yards from Marty, but such a distance can sometimes cause trouble - I can't hear what they are saying.

I could only see Marty's expression changing from worry to relax. Then the old guy actually gave Shali a gold coin! The other party was about to die, and my partner was still squeezing him.

"Get out of here, Sand and Gray." I murmured at Sand and Gray in front of the target. The sniper rifle is not impossible to hit prey. In fact, I have aimed at the eyes of the trade king, but a little careless bullet may hurt Sand and Gray. Now I think I really regret it. Why do I care about that guy's life or death?

When I signal, you will shoot him.

I remembered the words of Shali and waited until I saw Marty's expression and became frightened again, accompanied by two guards and white-faced Nasha.

The gravel in front of the scope was laughing loudly, and Marty had already looked at me. That idiot, he exposed my existence to scare the old goblins. I thought of the possible situation in the future, those bodyguards would stand in front of Marty, or Marty would turn around and hide in the villa. No matter which, it would make my sniper fail.

I couldn't wait any longer, the board machine was buckled, and I completed another sniping. Marty fell in a pool of blood.

The next thing was handed over to Shali. He put it on the bodyguard in a few seconds, leaving only Nasha.

This idiot became gentlemanly after killing the other person's father. He took advantage of the fact that Nasha was still in shock, kissed the back of her hand and stroked her face. Very well, he walked away from Nasha's ring and exquisite hairpin - one of the few valuable things on the other person.

The mission was completed. Sandrie ran to the scheduled location to meet me. I did not leave the sniper position for the time being, helping him guard against possible threats on the road. He waved at me from a distance, as if saying: Happy cooperation.

Only then did I understand what he said before, "Wait for my signal, you will shoot him again."

Idiot, isn't he worried that my gun will go fire?

Later I thought about it and of course he was not worried, because no matter how powerful a sniper was, he could not aim at the sand. I suddenly became angry when I thought of this, but the owner's promise made me relieved quickly.

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Member: Salamander

Position: Fire support

Hobbies: Weapons

Specialties: Improved weapons

The Goblin Squad is a complete individual, they occasionally separate, but they will never be alone, because the salamander stands behind them. - Nathanos Wither.

Member: Pendulum

Position: Blasting Expert

Hobbies: Transactions

Specialties: Balanced benefits

If the pendulum does not join the Goblin Squad, he will definitely become the trade king. - Sand and Gravel

His mind is very special, and if it is not good, it will be a big trouble. I am glad he is willing to obey my orders. - Nathanos Wither

"My owl flew for more than three minutes this time." The salamander said to himself, handling the spring under the feet of the mechanical owl.

The pendulum walks in front and looks at his companions behind him from time to time. As the only female member of the team, the salamander is sometimes too lively and easily attracts other people's attention.

"You'd better put your invention away, or someone will soon take it away."

"Why?" asked the salamander, "Does people in Freetown like to grab things?"

"That's a lawless place," replied Pendulum, "Only one rule: You are either cruel and ruthless, or you are bullied. There is no third option."

"It seems like a big fuss is going to make a big fuss. Fortunately, I brought my electromagnetic mines and M79 large-caliber manual artillery."

"Stop, are you crazy? The master wants us to act low-key and don't forget our mission. We are going to collect debts, not kill people."

"How can you collect debts if you don't knock your opponent down?"

"Do you understand with words? You still have a brain."

"You sound like you deserve a beating?" The salamander gave a blank look. "Whatever you want, I only provide fire cover anyway."

"Just know, let me do the important things." Zhong Pendulum said, looking at the setting sun, he realized that the time for the transaction was coming.

Liberty Town seemed to have been cleared today, with only the sound of the wind blowing. When the pendulum and the salamander stepped into this place, they immediately felt as if hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at them. The person they were looking for was drinking in the open-air tavern in the center of the town. He looked like he was fearless and hummed with disdain as the debt collector approached.

"Hello, Captain Norton. It seems that your life is good." said Zhong Pendulum, observing the many guards surrounding Norton. Those were almost all his crew members, each holding swords, with thirty-seven people. No wonder Norton was not nervous at all.

The salamander was thinking about whether his ammunition was enough to repel so many people.

"If you are here to collect debts, then your master should invite someone more powerful." Norton laughed loudly and patted the small wooden box in front of him. The pendulum had already smelled the smell of gold coins inside.
To be continued...