Muli spat out the foxtail in her mouth and looked at the light screen projected on her wrist. There were 21 people 23 meters away from the safe zone. "Mu Mu, let's go." The visitor patted Mu Li, and the ghillie suit integrated with the grass covered the snipers behind him. "Let's go." Muli wrapped the bandage on his leg, turned around and walked towards the high ground of death.