C368 The Tide of Battle Had Turned
While rolling, Xue Lang did not forget the grasshoppers nearby and shouted: "Find the target! Don't shoot!"
Puff!
Another shot hit the snow behind him, and Xue Lang also successfully rolled behind a maple tree with a diameter of fifty to sixty centimeters. He pointed the muzzle of the gun in the direction he had predicted.
The grasshopper did not let him down. As he stretched out his gun
