"Damn it, damn it!"
Scarface was furious. In just a few breaths, that student had killed eight members of their squad. The whole team only had eleven or twelve people to begin with.
Aside from the sniper, only three of them were still alive.
Now he finally understood why Baldy had died. It hadn't been carelessness or an ambush. There was a monster among those students!
"Scar Brother, we have to retreat. If this keeps up, we'll all be wiped out. We'll all be wiped out!" The sniper felt a powerful sense of unease, as though he'd been targeted too.
Even from four or five kilometers away, he couldn't understand why he felt no sense of safety.
"Damn it!"
Scarface gritted his teeth. How could he accept retreating just like this? His squad had twelve people, all elite Martial Apprentice Eighth Heaven experts or higher. They were fully armed, with laser firearms and grenades.
And now one student had killed eight of them, forcing him to flee. How could he accept that?!
Bang! Bang!
But in the time he'd wasted, two more stones shot out. One pierced a boulder half a man's height, then smashed a bandit's heart and punched straight through his body.
Another bandit tried to flee through the air, but the stone struck him in the head and crushed it on the spot. His headless corpse fell heavily to the ground as blood streamed out.
"Run!"
Scarface was terrified and no longer cared about his pride. This wasn't the time to worry about saving face. It was a matter of whether he could escape the demon. Only he and the sniper were still alive.
But the sniper was on a mountain five kilometers away. In truth, he was the only one left alive here.
He couldn't believe