The street was shrouded in sand and dust, with only the sound of barking dogs in the pale red mist. The distant clamor of gunfire had already ceased.
Hiding in an abandoned storefront, Marik nervously watched the street outside the window, his heart pounding fiercely.
He was at least 500 meters away from the location where he encountered the sniper.
If nothing unexpected happened, the sniper hadn't followed him, not even noticing that he had quietly changed positions.
Nevertheless, Marik still didn't dare to let his guard down, continuing to cautiously observe the outside situation.
At this moment, the "restore communication" icon suddenly popped up on his helmet's visor, startling him.
"Damn it..."
Seeing the belated signal, Marik cursed under his breath, quickly turning off the signal interface and entering radio silence mode.
The signal disappeared after being restored for barely two seconds.
