If it weren't for Lin Yue's help, they would probably all be gone by now, not a single one left.
"He's right," Xing Lingfeng said with vacant eyes, "What he said is indeed true. Our combat strength is too weak. Not only is there a significant difference in weapons between us and Lin Yue, but in combat skills, mentality, and tactics, we're far from his level. Even now, I say, if you were given that sniper rifle of his, could any one of you ensure every bullet hit the enemy's knee cap accurately?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Forget it, they couldn't even guarantee a single shot.
Sharpshooters become skilled through countless bullets, and combat readiness cannot be trained in a short time.
Lin Yue showed them what it truly means to have someone better than you around.
Their longbows and steel spears were a joke in front of Lin Yue.
Not to mention anything else, what happened when Levik and his men attacked Lin Yue's shelter last time?
