On the armored vehicle.
After clearing the surrounding obstacles, Flossie Wright successfully located the enemy leader this time.
The only pity was that their vehicle was too far away to aim directly.
Flossie fired a few symbolic shots, serving as a greeting gift, and conveniently took down a sniper ambushing nearby.
Then, withdrew.
The armored vehicle swaggered away at top speed from those angry eyes.
After changing a magazine, Flossie noticed Ice's subtle glance and raised an eyebrow at him, "Cool?"
After a long pause, just when Flossie thought he was going to change his expression, he coldly replied with one word, "Cool."
Flossie scrutinized him carefully.
His face was as cold as ever, making it hard to tell if what he said was true or false.
So, he didn't mind it.
Holding the sniper rifle, Flossie continued, "There might be an ambush at the exit, later we'll leave the vehicle and split into two routes."
"Hmm."
Ice nodded expressionlessly.
