Brain matter mixed with blood splattered onto the wall behind.
It blossomed into a gorgeous flower of blood.
"Enemy attack!" The two surviving men panicked, looking around but unable to locate the enemy.
Bang!
Another person's head was blown apart.
The last remaining person looked utterly desperate, fleeing towards the forest in terror.
Run, once in the forest, he would be safe.
But alas, it was barely half a second later.
His head exploded too.
Two to three hundred meters away, Old Qin slightly adjusted his posture.
He was quite skilled at sniping; this was just an appetizer for him.
Meanwhile.
After the orchard was bombarded, these people instantly lost the will to resist.
The enemy had heavy weaponry, had artillery—what could they do?
Escape!
So they scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in all directions around the orchard.
To the south, there were fields, running there would easily get them noticed.
