"Da, Da, Da!"
In the underground city, a Scout player ran vigorously, sweat beading on his forehead. From time to time he turned to counterattack the people chasing him.
"Click!"
However, after several counterattacks, the 30 rounds of assault rifle bullets in his hand had run out.
"F*ck!"
The scout player cursed and ran back while reaching into the pocket of his tactical vest, preparing to change the magazine.
"Ping!"
Just when he was about to reload the magazine, a sniper bullet penetrated his temple.
"-11202!"
Along with the five-digit damage coefficient, the Freedom Flag camp Scout player was reduced to a lump of the white light of death.
The magazine in his hand fell to the ground together with the Level-50 Excellent assault rifle. The prizes left behind in the wake of his departure radiated a faint white light.
"A Sniper?"
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