Seeing that the bullets managed to strike an object so far away, the two of them fired blindly in the direction where the bullet came from, suppressing the target's firepower.
Under the cover of Xia Jinyuan, Ye Jian rolled forward when she entered the room. With the help of the night-vision goggles, she saw a figure squatting by the side of the table.
This was a man with deep-set facial features and dark skin. He was short but had strong limbs. He was indeed holding a sniper rifle.
Ye Jian narrowed her gaze as she aimed and fired at the man's wrist. Her first shot hit the man's knee and the second struck the man's right hand. The bullet put a hole in his palm and the man's muffled scream was heard after two shots.
He could tolerate pain well. He wasn't howling in pain. Even if his bones were broken, he could still swallow his blood and tears.
