Hopkins was startled. The Federation also has experts skilled in disappearing stealth within thirty meters? No wonder the Leray Special Soldiers retreated just now. It seems they dispatched snipers they believed could counter him.
Hopkins sneered coldly. Bring it on, no matter how skilled a sniper who hasn't been on the battlefield is, they're still a rookie. Not to mention, the footsteps in the auditory device just now exposed the so-called experts' true abilities.
Fatty lay in the grass, trying his best to blend with it. Simulated camouflage gear was not very effective at night, but it could protect him from being seen by infrared scopes. The hidden enemy was very calm; his attempt to stir the grass did not provoke a shot. That was his most extreme temptation. If he were any slower, he wouldn't be able to evade the enemy's attack.
