134 The Wrong Target

The class D leader said calmly before the sniper left, "You only have one shot at this. If you miss or misfire, we could possibly be forced to move our base."

20 minutes had passed.

"Sniper, take your position," Someone said calmly.

Everyone looked down at that group of horsemen. Once they killed these troops, they could continue to advance their search.

As they had already beaten a few skeleton scouts previously, they managed to obtain some weapons, armors, and equipment. Two spears and two broadswords. The armor looked normal but it was extremely weird when worn. It actually weighed more than 100 pounds, no wonder it could ward off normal gunshots.

And as for the spears and broadswords, not only were they exceptionally sturdy and sharp, they could resonate with a person's magical energy.