Chapter 194 Determining the Target

Abu was in his own room, wiping his beloved sniper rifle.

Today, during the day, he fired eight shots.

None of the bullets missed their mark, claiming the lives of eight US Army dogs.

He never repeated a shot at the same target. Once he shot, he collected his rifle and left.

Because he never missed.

At least, that was the record so far.

However, compared to some time ago, his daily average of hunting targets was decreasing.

The US Army officers had begun to smarten up; none with any rank dared to leave their armored vehicles lightly.

Among the eight targets he shot today, only three were officers, and they didn't seem to hold high ranks.

He remembered that on the first day of the new US Army operation in Mosul, he had sniped a colonel.

In the past few days, he hadn't seen a single colonel.

At this thought, his gaze suddenly shifted to the side.

There was a photo on the table.

In the photo was a young man.

Abu sighed.

That was his apprentice, Osail.