"Six, just one left."
After eliminating a soldier, the young man muttered to himself, then his eyes shifted toward the last remaining living soldier. Upon seeing the latter's appearance, he slightly tilted his head up, as if somewhat surprised.
"Hey, you were the last to die last time, right?"
He seemed to be asking that soldier, but the other couldn't understand Chinese. Realizing that all his teammates had perished and he was left alone, it dawned on him that something was amiss. The person from China in front of him was no ordinary human. Although he hadn't seen much of what had happened, considering the number of bullets his team had fired, the target should have at least appeared disheveled, right?
But on this man, not to mention gunshot wounds, there wasn't even a hint of disarray!
