After confirming that all the sniper drones around them had fallen completely silent, Xia Xu, still uneasy, swept the jammer gun around several more times. Only then did everyone emerge from cover one after another.
Without needing him to say anything, the Special Operations Team and logistics personnel hurried to the various locations and soon collected all the devices used for sniping.
They were indeed drones very similar to the ones at the hospital last time, but these also had spider-leg-like hooks underneath, probably a modification meant to anchor their bodies and counteract recoil.
After all, more powerful ammunition naturally produced greater recoil, while long-range sniping also demanded greater accuracy and stability.
"Let's play a game. Guess how long it'll take me to find you?"
Xia Xu took an intact drone from Zhang Qun and the others when they returned, snapped off the gun barrel at its front, then held up its body and faced its camera with a calm expression.
If Duan Zhiyi's murders had only given him a certain sense of guilt and moral indebtedness because of his own involvement in the plot, then the shot that had nearly hurt Little White Flower just now had truly stirred his own anger.
"Interesting, but I prefer being the one who makes the rules."
The drone's various functions did not all communicate on the same frequency band. He had only jammed its control frequencies, so if Duan Zhiyi had not actively cut the connection, the video feed could still transmit.
And clearly, the other end had successfully received the footage. Unexpectedly, though also somewhat reasonably, the drone even had a miniature speaker installed.
A processed, teasing, electronically synthesized voice came through. "Let's play a different game. For example... guess when I'll be able to kill you. Oh, and~ that little