"7 units—why so many! Find cover!"
Sol was getting pretty frantic—Pan'an wasn't a newbie. How could she let the drones catch up?
But now wasn't the time to lecture her. The priority was to take down the pursuing drones!
Military drones were deadly combat units, especially on flat terrain.
With their impressive mobility and lethal rapid-fire machine guns, these drones were a nightmare for most mercenaries—
Seven Griffin drones could wipe out most Wanderer convoys and mercenaries in Evil Land!
Bam!
Sol ducked behind cover as a raccoon dog gunshot rang out. The bullet left a jagged trail through the air, scattering light in odd patterns.
At a distance of several hundred meters, a single shot had obliterated a Griffin drone. Sol looked at Jack, who had fired the shot, and gave him a thumbs-up. "Nice shot."
However, one inspiring shot couldn't halt the assault. After all, these were drones, not humans. A single shot wouldn't scare them off.
