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The 01 Guerillas were still in shock. Although Black Nest had dispatched snipers at the ski resort last time, they weren't under fire at that time, and so, the fear was simply surreal to them. When the sniper killed Iron Fist, his blood splattered all over Zhang Heng's shirt. It made them realize that they had just crossed paths with death himself.

Everyone, including Leah, crouched under their seats, fearing that the flying bullets would claim their lives from nowhere. Two minutes later, Zhang Heng told them, "Okay, you can come out from the hiding. We are safe for now."

"Uhh... are you sure? I heard that he could snipe the farthest. How far did he shoot when he was being deployed at the ski resort?"

"We are in a city now, not an open environment like a ski resort," Zhang Heng explained patiently, "The route I chose has a building as cover. The snipers can't shoot us from here."

"That's a relief.." Waldo finally relaxed and returned to his seat.

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