The battlefield was ever-changing, with life and death hanging by a thread. Luo Zheng dodged a close call, and his rage immediately erupted. He leapt out of the crater, rolled a few times, and quickly stood up to take a kneeling shooting position. Spotting the enemy aiming at him too, Luo Zheng remained unflinching, his eyes filled with a murderous intent. It was now a contest of who could act faster, who feared death less. Mere evasion would only lead to more passivity and a swifter death.
"Whoosh!" Luo Zheng fired. The bullet screamed through the air, roaring towards its target with all of Luo Zheng's boundless fury and intent to kill. Without pausing to observe the result, he quickly dived to one side right after the shot, rolled, and took aim again. In the sniper scope, the target from moments before had its head blown off; Luo Zheng had fired first and won.