The dust-covered clothes swayed back and forth under the barrage of bullets.
"Thud——!"
"Hit one!"
Ling Yousong truly lived up to his reputation as the army's sharpshooter.
This shot, once again, stirred the battlefield into a fierce confrontation. Zhou Yu's eyes widened suddenly, eager to rush out directly, "The box! I saw the box! A foreign armed group is trying to seize it! Gu Ji, Gao Bo, cover me!"
Before he could finish speaking, he grabbed a hand grenade from his waist and tossed it backward.
Taking advantage of the explosion, he dashed out of the room in a flash.
"Zhou..."
Gu Ji wanted to tell him that he was too reckless, especially since they couldn't even confirm if the box was real, but the situation left no room for thought.
At the moment Ling Yousong and Zhou Yu dashed out, the Japanese armed group from behind started to take action.
He seized the opportunity, instantly taking down one of them with a shot and continued firing to suppress them from behind.
