Clunk!
Li Muqiu's heart sank as he heard the jeep ramming into a wall. He was not expecting the opponent to initiate such direct conflict.
The teammate who was knocked out earlier had been revived and was currently patching himself up. Li Muqiu, hiding in a residential building, lifted the SKS in his hands and scoped to survey the distance.
Suddenly, the pupils of his eyes contracted and he lowered his head.
He was shaking slightly.
With the SKS's 4x scope, he saw two people just standing there and hanging around, with their guns on their backs.
That meant that the opponent had only sent two people to engage with them.
This was an outright insult!
In the next moment, Li Muqiu lifted his head once more, his usually exhausted face now filled with determination.
The price of glory is constant vigilance.
Is it not?
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