"Du du du, du du du..."
A barrage of bullets, like the roar of a devil, poured down crazily. They struck the cedars, the rocks, and the snowdrifts, creating a thunderous rattle.
Wang Hao rolled on the spot and took cover behind a cedar.
"Dang clang, crash bang!"
The unfortunate cedar was turned into a sieve by the bullets, with the accumulated snow crashing down from above.
Wang Hao grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth, slowly chewing it to allow the icy water to melt in his mouth, thus revitalizing himself.
Immediately, he opened his sniper scope and began searching for his next target.
Soon, he saw a figure in the snowy field wriggling like a maggot.
Sensing this, a cold murderous intent curled on Wang Hao's lips.
Without hesitation, he fiercely pulled the trigger.
"Swoosh!"
A sinful bullet, tracing a brilliant arc, aimed for the unlucky sod's crown and blew open his skull.
Blood gushed out profusely, staining the pure white snow a glaring crimson.
