You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2087: Afraid to Gamble

After talking for a while, Joyce felt her drowsiness had passed. She regained some energy and stopped talking to Clint. Talking to someone like him was a waste of time and life. It was better to conserve her energy. As long as there was visibility, she needed to focus on locating the sniper.

The darkest hour before dawn finally passed. They faced the east. Dawn, like a sharp sword, cut through the dark night, bringing the first light of the rising sun. The cool, fresh mountain air hit their faces, waking them up.

The sky gradually brightened, turning from dark to deep blue, then orange and red. Everything became clearer. Joyce shook her head lightly to wake herself up.

"Good luck today, there's sun. They'll be blinded by the sunlight while I can avoid it," Joyce said as she picked up her TRG-42 and checked it. The sniper rifle had two scopes; she brightened up and removed

one.

Clint asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Joyce tossed the removed scope to Clint. "Trying to think of something. Do you want to stay here forever?"

"I don't know how to use a sniper rifle," Clint frowned, thinking not everyone was like her.

"I'm not asking you to use it. I plan to draw them out. I'll throw a piece of clothing out in a moment. They'll shoot at it, and I can determine how many there are and their positions. I can only take out one at a time. I'll give you directions; you use the scope to reflect sunlight and disrupt their vision. Can you do that?" Joyce loaded a bullet into the gun. "Did you understand? For example, seven o'clock direction-do you know where that is?"

She needed a partner, although she didn't want any interaction with Clint at all. But at this moment, survival necessitated it.

"I know," Clint frowned, feeling underestimated.

"Give me two minutes."

With that, he slightly modified the scope to make it easier to reflect sunlight.

Joyce glanced at him; she almost forgot he had a technical background.

"Alright, I'm starting." Joyce said as she took off her outerwear because her inner shirt had been torn for bandages earlier. Now without much clothing left on her body, her well-shaped figure stood out under the rising sun, her skin glowing with a honey-like sheen.

Clint caught sight of this and couldn't help but breathe heavily. He quickly looked away, not daring to look again.

Joyce didn't care about any of this. She only instructed, "Be ready; as soon as they fire, I'll give directions, and you immediately reflect the sunlight."

She paused and added, "Don't be slow; otherwise, I'll die."

"Maybe we should wait longer. Once it's fully light, my people might use military helicopters for fire suppression; we

gamble; he didn't want anything

get hit by friendly fire?" Joyce retorted. "What if we don't

a deep breath,

further and threw out the piece of

arc in the air,

carefully discerned and

to reflect sunlight toward eight o'clock. The modification made

directly disrupted the sniper's

the sniper rifle on it. In the sunlight, she aimed and fired two shots-one shot might not be enough since she wasn't as professional as

enough, a figure tumbled down from a distant

quickly retracted her gun and hid behind the rock

more bullets

Clint's concerned voice

not to jinx

put the gun aside. "There

help but

"Thanks

Clint went silent.

trick won't work twice; I need to think about what to do next." Joyce pondered

frowned

something was

is

gunfire sound, one sniper is very close to us while another is far away. The close one only three or four hundred meters away-I can't be sure if he was that close last night or if

person gave up sniping and wants to attack us up close?" Clint

likely. My handgun bullets were used up last night-do you have any guns?" Joyce asked

shook his

Joyce sighed deeply.

do you

had given his gun to Reuben

Joyce sighed again.

no means of self-defense-how did

person wants to sneak attack us, he'll

know that," Joyce felt exasperated-did he need to remind