Darkness blurred his image, but her IR laser locked onto the target.
Tang Ziyi fired first.
Puff-puff-puff!
Rounds struck center mass.
The enemy staggered half a step—
Then continued firing.
Everyone ducked behind cover except Tang Ziyi, who immediately transitioned upward and aimed for the head, forcing the man to halt his fire momentarily.
Three more shots to the head.
The results were abysmal.
Ahmin's pupils shrank.
"What the hell—?!"
Forget Ahmin, even Tang Ziyi and Spirit Fox were stunned by the man's resistance.
Center-mass hits and headshots barely affected him.
What the hell was he wearing?
Tang Ziyi switched on her flashlight beam and shone it directly at his face.
The man's eyes looked bloodshot.
Veins bulged unnaturally across the partially exposed skin of his neck. Only Tang Ziyi's sharp eyes caught the abnormality.
Everyone else's attention remained fixed on the man's equipment and monstrous resistance.
