"Yes, be on guard," Luo Zheng said with a look of determination in his eyes, gazing sharply ahead. In the darkness, the enemy's counterattacks were equally ferocious, bullets tracing terrifying streaks of light in the night. Only the cover saved Ghost Hand and Madela from disaster, but the difficulty of counterattacking increased. Luo Zheng's expression turned grim as he quickly looked through the sniper scope, using its night vision to search for targets. He swiftly pulled the trigger, and a murderous aura surged forth.
The situation was extremely dire. Luo Zheng's face was as stern as iron, leaving no room for explanations. While firing, he said to Bar beside him, "Quick, help me load the bullets." It was somewhat impolite to ask the future Clan Leader, a partner, to load bullets, but in such critical times, there was no room for niceties.
