Fu Zhengyang was dead, and Wu Xiaode finally felt at ease.
At this moment, the team leader pondered briefly and said, "We've killed their people and have already torn our face with them, so we won't take this route anymore, especially since there are bombs buried here."
"Buried it?" the sniper asked.
The team leader nodded his head.
Bang!
The moment a flash of fire burst from the muzzle of the sniper rifle, the bullet traced a long arc, whistling down the tunnel.
"It can turn corners?" Wu Xiaode couldn't help but ask.
"Of course, that's the basics," the sniper replied.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
Boom-Boom-Boom—
From deep inside the tunnel, a series of explosions sounded, followed by intense shaking.
"Oh-ho!"
The sniper whistled and grinned.