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.

her gun to an M416, firing a burst of bullets that

and with low health, she had managed to wipe out the

jaw dropped as he praised,

she was far more adept than he was after just a short time of playing. The unbeatable warrior was none other than Alisha. After the squad had been eliminated, Alisha didn't relax. She quickly

had struck down was the only one visible; the shooter

you see someone? Why didn't I see them?" Anderson couldn't understand. He hadn't seen anyone and didn't understand where Alisha had directed

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 no one, Alisha was able to hit or knock down opponents. It was miraculous, her vision

only three

the final circle closed in, it remained

She calmly waited.

game screen displayed

failed to enter the

captivated as they observed the victory screen on

headshots, impressive, Alisha, you're

It's practically a free win when the circle keeps shrinking towards

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 win?" Anderson couldn't help but tease Alisha. Alisha rubbed her head. "Not satisfying,

too long, playing too much isn't good for your

acquiesced

Luther exchanged

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