บท 347: Crushed

Fang Heng expressionlessly reloaded his bullets and looked for the next target.

Aim and pull the trigger.

Kill!

Fang Heng hid in the distance and pulled the trigger every 10 seconds.

Every gunshot could take the life of a player.

Cheng Ya moved her lips.

It was too terrifying! A 100% hit rate and fatality rate!

He was a top long-range shooter!

In a battle between faction players, a sniper-like character like Fang Heng on the battlefield was a terrifying existence!

Cheng Ya was sweating for the shelter.

Could they hold on?

Because of Fang Heng's participation, the players on the sentry tower fell one by one.

The players went crazy.

Every time a gunshot sounded, a teammate would fall.

They had spent a lot of effort to determine the sniper's position, but they could not effectively counter it!