Chapter 127: So Much For The Special Forces

The gunfire abruptly stopped. Daniel pushed himself off the ground and brushed the dust from his clothes. He dumped the mag and tossed the Type 85 Sniper Rifle to Ashton. "Catch!" Ashton smirked. "Done already?" Daniel smiled. "Yeah. First time with the Type 85, and it handled like a dream. Barely felt like a challenge." At his breezy tone, the crowd practically rolled their eyes out of their heads. "What a cocky punk." "Just wait till he embarrasses himself." "Twelve hundred meters and short...