Suddenly, the walkie-talkie lying on the ground crackled to life, and an anxious voice came through.
"Big brother, that monster just ran toward your location. What's the current situation?" the man inquired, his voice filled with suspense and unease.
Alexander barely spared the device a glance before shifting his gaze toward the remaining three snipers still positioned in the distance.
His eyes sharpened, like a high-powered scope, they locked onto the enemies with precision.
Even the farthest sniper, stationed 800 meters away, was clear as day in his vision.
Alexander could still see the farthest sniper's figure, while the other two, positioned about 400 meters away, were in different directions.
Without hesitation, he picked up the walkie-talkie, turned on the call, and spoke in a calm yet chilling tone.
"You have one minute to scram. Your big brother is already dead. And now… it's all your turn."
