"Huff huff huff..."
Under the swirling yellow sandstorm in the small town, the stealth drone's silent motor sound was perfectly concealed.
Gu Ji first controlled it to fly into the air, focusing on observing the rooftops of the high-rise buildings, but found nothing.
Zhao Hua was the same, holding a tactical monocular, moving side to side, "I still can't see his position!"
"This guy is really patient!"
Gong Qingyong grinned, "Looks like we can only throw him a big bait. Hand me the spanner, cover me!"
"Yes, Mr. Gong!"
With the order given, Gong Qingyong astonishingly removed his helmet behind the wall and carefully moved to the edge using the rifle butt to prop it up.
In less than a second.
"Bang" — the helmet was instantly knocked to the ground by a bullet.
"That's precise enough!"
"We were attacked from my two o'clock direction, I can't see the exact location right now, the sandstorm is too intense, but it's probably that four-story white building!"
