Li was in there too.
He had been keeping a close eye on the kill notifications. Ever since the gas station, Li hadn't killed anyone, nor had anyone killed her.
Based on the way the Molotov had been thrown just now, Jiang Siming could be certain that Li wasn't the one inside.
So as long as Jiang Siming killed all the players in the positions he remembered, the last one remaining would definitely be Li.
By now, Jiang Siming had fought his way from the outskirts of the shooting range to its center. Hidden among a pile of targets, sandbags, and empty oil drums, he discovered the fourth player Li had hidden away.
Just as he was about to approach, the other party struck first. A burst of M762 bullets shot toward him like ghosts.
Although Jiang Siming dodged after receiving a warning, he still took two bullets. His already half-shattered level-three armor broke apart completely.
Without armor, Jiang Siming's danger level rose considerably.
However, Jiang Siming remained calm. He healed himself first, and once his health bar recovered, he leaned out again.
He drew his bowstring and stared intently at the figure hiding behind the sandbags.
But the other party was extremely vigilant and gave him no opening.
Just as Jiang Siming began to find the situation troublesome, a grenade was thrown from behind the player, landing near his feet.
When the player saw the grenade, he could only curse and run out of cover.
Jiang Siming seized the rare opportunity and sent an arrow straight through his head!
That grenade had been thrown at exactly the right time. Jiang Siming immediately looked toward the direction it had come from and caught a glimpse of a black-clad figure flashing past.
Jiang Siming smiled, instantly realizing who had helped him.