Tian Xingjian was not someone who relished killing.
In everyone's eyes, it was really impossible for him, who needed to stealthily cross the frontlines, to attack a patrol team. The reason was simple: there wasn't any justifiable reason, and it would be a loss with no gain.
But the sight of the Garand had locked onto the closest patrol soldier. In the panoramic view of SkyNet, the soldier silently fell to the ground. If it weren't for the fact that his head developed a large hole from the mixed bullet, everyone would have thought he had simply fallen ill.
Everybody's hearts started pounding violently. In broad daylight, amidst everyone's gazes, Fatty swiftly claimed a life with one shot! Such clean work!
The patrol team continued to advance; everything had happened so quickly. Several trees and thick bushes perfectly blocked their view, and they hadn't noticed that the soldier on the far left, in charge of vigilance, had already been killed.
