You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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.

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

with low health, she had managed to wipe out the

jaw dropped as he praised, "Impressive, sister.

than Alisha. After the squad had been eliminated, Alisha didn't relax. She quickly applied a medical kit and adrenal shot, waiting for her health to recover. Then, standing by the window, she switched to an AWM sniper rifle, loaded an eight-fold scope, and scanned the surroundings. Suddenly, she frowned and swiftly fired

heard, but the person she had struck down was the only

didn't I see them?" 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 movement,

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 and intuition seemed to be particularly keen,

only three players left on the

final circle closed in, it remained

She calmly waited.

the game screen

players had failed to enter the safe zone,

captivated as they observed the victory screen on the

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

the last two players didn't even make it into the circle. It's practically a free win when the circle keeps shrinking towards

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.

game takes too long, playing too much

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