Two golden headlights shot like arrows, snapping Li Yan back to reality.
The silver armored vehicle's roof sported a pair of Maxim machine guns, stained with spattered blood—whose it was, unknown. A Sudu bird seemed to casually glide past the armored vehicle's window as Li Yan promptly opened his mouth, "Seems like there's no one in the car."
"We can't just sit here watching it come towards us."
Song Zuo added a grenade launcher attachment to the muzzle of his Wild Yak RS107.
He opened his ammunition box, his index finger wandering among the yellow, red, and white rows of ammo before pulling out a wholly white grenade.
