Milo regretted that his shot missed. His marksmanship still was not good enough. Merely calculating the wind speed 0.1 seconds too late had allowed the enemy sniper to get away.
The enemy sniper was also quite the ruthless person. Otherwise, he would not be wandering in the mountains alone.
After Milo fired off his rifle, he moved off to another location. From the side of a hill, he quietly observed the Brambles as the guerrillas battled them. As a matter of fact, he had placed more than a dozen Brambles at that mountain pass, as well as over a dozen Potato Shooters.
In the face of firearms, these plants actually turned out to be pretty useful. If the enemies did not have flamethrowers, it would be very difficult for them to kill the plants with bullets, especially the Brambles with their bloodsucking ability that made them extremely lethal. They made the enemies lose their ability to resist in a short time.
These plants were an essential item to bring on a trip to the wilderness and commit murder and arson with.
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