"Whoosh whoosh!" Two bullets flew forth, striking the ground near Luo Zheng's feet. Had he not rapidly advanced a few steps just moments before, those bullets would have hit him squarely in the lower back. Luo Zheng was startled, pushed himself up with force, and continued his mad sprint. After running another five or six steps, he quickly darted in another direction, his body bent like an arrow off its line.
As he ran, another sniper bullet, searing hot, zipped past, narrowly missing his back. Had Luo Zheng not instinctively dived towards a nearby hollow to take cover and catch his breath before running again, that shot would have been fatal. Huddling in the hollow, Luo Zheng curled up as tightly as possible to minimize his visibility to the sniper. With tingling scalp, he glanced back at the path he had come, where the sniper bullet had carved a fierce-looking hole in the ground.
