Above the barrier, the sound of the sniper’s bullets hitting it was like a copper bell ringing over their heads.
Truly, the barrier was very strong. It did not really break even after being blasted by 15 to 16 sniper shots, and it even seemed like it could continue to hold for a long time.
Miriam’s shoulder was still aching from all the shots she had taken back at Mt. Zendravasih, which nearly crippled her shoulder. Her injury was definitely not something that would heal within a day or two.
But she just frowned and continued firing at the barrier without stopping. Each time she fired a shot, the huge recoil of the black sniper rifle would cause the buttstock to hit her already injured shoulder. But even if it hurt, she did not care.
Miriam was only concerned with being present on this occasion that Milo had risked his life to fight for.
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