The sound of gunshots signaled the start of the battle. The terrifying sniper bullet added an eerie touch to this silent night sky. The enemy forces, Hariri's troops holding countless torches, were instantly forced to lie flat on the ground without moving by this shot. Immediately after, the torches were deliberately extinguished, and the team rushing forward with murderous momentum seemed to disappear into thin air, leaving only pitch darkness. Not even a trace of sound could be heard, yet an endless killing intent rose into the sky, as if it was about to ignite the entire night sky.
"Hiss?" Luo Zheng's face turned grim upon witnessing this scene, his heart jumping into his throat. The previous camp had been bombarded into oblivion, rendering them utterly defenseless, but this reinforcement enemy troop was well-trained, making the most accurate decision in an instant. Without the torches, Luo Zheng had no way to execute a sniper attack.
