Western Federal Nevada, a few kilometers south of Wellington City, a villa.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang bang bang—
"Left side! Be careful on the left!"
"Get down!"
"*#%..."
Gunshots ceaselessly echoed from beneath the villa, as a squad of SWAT officers and a bunch of African American mercenaries exchanged frenzied fire, the intense sounds of battle ringing in the ears.
While the heated battle raged downstairs, the mood of the African American sniper at the top of the villa's attic was incredibly cold.
Because of the language barrier, the African American sniper didn't understand the greeting Luo An uttered, but having someone suddenly appear behind him while he was aiming at someone else...
Even though he didn't believe in ghosts or gods, the African American sniper's hair stood on end, and he got goosebumps, rolling to the left without hesitation and reaching for the pistol at his side, ready to shoot the assailant behind him.
Hiss—
