Bullets danced through the air like willow catkins, once again enveloping those enemy soldiers emerging from their tents not far away.
These enemy soldiers completely ignored him, not even glancing at him before they died.
Although he used the Thompson Submachine Gun, it wasn't as impeccably accurate as initially, when 12 bullets could kill 12 enemies, but the efficiency had increased by who knows how many times; the notification sounds by Chen Miao's ear sprung up incessantly like bamboo shoots after rain.
"Ding, you have killed an enemy soldier, gaining 1 Experience Point."
"Ding, you have killed an enemy..."
Once he left this secret realm, there might never be such an easy place to gain Experience again, so he had to make the most of these remaining minutes to indulge in a killing spree.
To be honest.
Dealing with those unruly players had cost him quite a bit of time.
