Chapitre 728: The Pressures of the Shooting Association

This heavy downpour continued relentlessly.

From the dawn of the day, until that afternoon.

This resulted in the remaining sharpshooters finding a spot in the forest and not daring to abruptly take action.

These delicate sharpshooters shared common thinking.

Their clothes were wet from the rain, and they couldn't change out of them. Add to the fact that the weather was hot, it gave off a particular odor.

Moreover, if they accidentally caught the flu, it was akin to seeking death.

Even if their immune systems were strong, nobody had the confidence to face up against nature.

Hence they decided on inaction.

Moreover, they knew very well that such torrential rains would pose even more significant an obstruction to them and that it was instead an advantage to a minority of the players.

It would be good if they weren't discovered; it would be like courting death if they walked out.