Chapter 277 - Chapter 277: Snowfield Sniping

In the deathly silent snowfield, the sun hung high, the ground a stark white, and the cold wind whipped up snowflakes that danced all around, frigid enough to shatter one's spirit. It was truly a bizarre and icy world devoid of life, human presence, and hope. Luo Zheng coldly maneuvered his sniper rifle, peering through the scope with meticulous care at his surroundings, not missing a single detail, mentally stunned. The unidentified armed individuals hidden within the snow layers had not emerged for half a day, a show of willpower that was astonishing — they were masters.