Chapter 233 Where on Earth Did All These People Come From?

If it weren't for what he had witnessed, Gang Ya would never have believed what he was seeing.

The sound of gunfire, like scattering beans, came from across the snow-covered slope, bullets whistling through the air, falling like raindrops all around them.

The two snow slopes were at least six or seven hundred meters apart, and without professional aiming devices, it was not easy to hit someone, but the sheer volume of fire made up for precision.

Hundreds of rifles fired almost simultaneously, catching them off guard.

Within a few breaths, four Looters were hit and tumbled down the slope; the others could only return fire hastily.

Unfortunately, their position was terrible, half the team mid-slope and only half at the top.

Additionally, they were fighting against the light.

Looking westward, a huge chunk of the setting sun hung on the horizon; the entire snow slope looked gilded, harder to make out the higher up the slope it went.