A sudden burst of gunfire pierced the sky over the otherwise silent island.

Every time Tan Long pulls a trigger, he will end the enemy's life. I don't know where the bullet went after every cartridge clip. Fortunately, in the rocky forest of the island, stones block bullets and give us barriers to cover.

And the enemy is also a pistol, more than a hundred meters away, or at night, there is no right target, otherwise with my poor shooting, long ago hang up.

Quickly retreating to the corner of the cliff, however, was forced into a desperate situation and was about to retreat.

Hidden behind the rock pile, I...