The moment Lin Kuang appeared, the Island Country soldiers all aimed their guns at him, but he was faster. In a conflict where every second counted, speed determined the winner, and Lin Kuang was clearly the faster man.
The instant the soldiers aimed their rifles at him, Lin Kuang's AK47 roared to life.
RAT-A-TAT-TAT!
A stream of Fire Snakes erupted from the barrel, and seven or eight men instantly dropped to the ground.
Meanwhile, Lin Kuang sprinted through the jungle at high speed. His erratic movements, using trees and terrain for cover, were textbook-perfect.
Everyone was stunned. Zhang Guodong, Song Tao, and the others stared, dumbfounded, at Lin Kuang's fluid movements. His footwork, his actions, his foresight—it was a textbook-perfect display! This was the level of skill all soldiers aspired to reach.
