[PING!!! You have leveled up!!! Congratulations.]
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Player Level: 7
Players Killed: 3
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"Damn it, and now I am hearing voices... Doesn't matter," Mark took a deep breath and looked to his right. A white sneaker is sticking out from the back of the black SUV.
Mark controlled his breathing. For some reason, Mark felt good. It is as if he regained the powers he had during his youth.
With all that fast movement and killing three enemies in a blink of an eye with inhumane reflexes, Mark wasn't even exhausted, "It feels good for some reasons."
Mark signaled his team to stop firing and pointed toward the black SUV. From Mark's perspective, he knew that the enemy was enticing him to come and attack by revealing an opening.
[Woosh] "Ohh... A decoy, these pricks," Mark threw his hunting knife at the white sneaker.
[Bang] [Bang] Someone fired two-shot from the right, shattering the hunting knife.
Mark used the sound of the fired shots and rushed from the right.