Eddie's eyes were glued to the scope, watching a puff of smoke rise from the water tower nearly 1000 meters away…
"Fuck, missed..."
As he spoke, Eddie pulled the trigger again, the loud report of the gunshot echoed, and nearly a second later, another burst of dust rose from the water tower...
"Missed, he's running!"
Seated in the driver's seat, Camel clutched a Remington 700 hunting gun, ceaselessly scanning for the sniper closer to Mountain Eagle, but the dusty, stony ground created poor visibility which yielded nothing.
"I can't find him..."
Just then, the buzzing of a helicopter resonated from afar...
Hearing Mountain Eagle's call through the headset, Camel fired up the vehicle, swung the steering wheel, and drove onto the gravel road, bypassing the crash area and hit the highway again, making a quick escape while everyone else was distracted.
At this moment, those four pick-up trucks also sensed something fishy, turned around crazily, and sped away from the battle zone...
