You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1987

Chapter 1987 The Future Sharpshooter

As they arrived in the central area, Anderson suddenly spotted a figure crouching in the nearby bushes. He was about to call out to alert Alisha, but she had already noticed and swiftly shot the person down with her keen aim. Anderson was slightly taken aback by his sister's insight, which exceeded his expectations. He had thought Alisha was done for, given the level of skill required to survive this far into the game.

Joyce, standing by, was inwardly amazed. Alisha seemed to have a natural sense of marksmanship, an innate ability that allowed her to aim with precision even without understanding ballistics, possessing a natural feel and accuracy. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Suddenly, a full squad entered the game. Alisha's gunshot had drawn them there. It seemed they were either streamers or pros.

Anderson sucked in a breath. If their previous survival had been luck, this time they were surely doomed.

"Find a way to hide, jump out the window and slip away from the back," Anderson urged. "Hurry, there's no time to lose."

"I'm not going," Alisha replied, unmoving. Instead of fleeing, she ascended to the room upstairs, positioning herself by the window to find the best angle.

Moments later, she swiftly pressed the keys. Rapidly firing, switching scopes, adjusting angles, and firing again. Two opponents fell, turned into boxes by her headshots, with no chance of revival. Anderson was stunned. He had originally planned to guide her from the side but now found himself a mere spectator.

"Stay steady, there are two more," he said anxiously.

"I know," Alisha's response was calm.

As she spoke, the two teammates of the deceased players charged up the stairs.

gun to an M416, firing a burst of bullets that first knocked down one player and then the other, turning them both

and with low health, she had managed to wipe

praised, "Impressive, sister. Round

the squad had been eliminated, Alisha didn't relax.

heard, but the person she had struck

Anderson couldn't understand. He hadn't seen anyone and didn't understand where Alisha had directed her shot, resulting in an additional kill. "Up on a distant tower. I sensed their

the safety zone as the poisonous circle consistently shrank towards her vicinity. She was able to hold down the building she was in, sniping from advantageous angles. Sometimes, even when they saw

only three players left on

final circle closed in, it remained in Alisha's

She calmly waited.

game screen

failed to enter the safe zone, granting Alisha

and Luther were captivated as they observed the

Sharpshooter! Full firepower! Eleven headshots, impressive, Alisha, you're

make it into the circle. It's practically a free win when the circle keeps shrinking towards me. I just

be a free win? A free win means your teammate carried you to victory without you firing a shot. Since you were playing alone, how is it a free

"This game takes too long, playing too much isn't good

acquiesced with a

Luther

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