"Brother Feng, something terrible happened... That woman has been killed! Right in my car, shot in the head with an anti-materiel sniper rifle..." Su Long's voice was full of panic.
Despite the sniper attack, Su Long didn't dare have his men stop the car. He was sprawled across the front passenger seat windshield, calling Lin Feng, while his driver made experienced maneuvers, driving in an S-shape to avoid a second aiming from the sniper.
In the rear seat of the jeep, a window had been pierced with a large hole. The woman Su Long had casually thrown in the back seat had half her head missing, with the entire back seat splattered with fresh blood and white, sticky brain matter!
This is the power of an anti-materiel sniper rifle. Even though the jeep had bulletproof glass, it was as if there was no glass at all in front of the 12.7mm caliber heavy sniper rifle bullet!
Su Long's mood right now was beyond the fear of being sniped; there was an inexplicable anger!
