The Special Forces soldiers all rushed to the side, ready to fight.
They were all mo Yancheng's elite soldiers. Now that they had encountered a strong enemy, the hidden blood in their bodies was boiling, and they wanted to kill the enemy as soon as they saw them.
"Cover me." At this moment, mo Wen said.
Unfortunately, it was too late. The other party's grenade had already been thrown. Mo Wen rushed forward, hugged the Adjutant, and rolled on the ground.
The Adjutant instinctively reached out to protect mo Wen. The two of them fell heavily to the side.
"Be careful," he warned. Upon seeing this, the Adjutant saw someone rush over and point their gun at mo Wen's back.
He raised his gun and fired in that direction.
"Bang!" The man fell to the ground, but the bullet hit him. The Adjutant pushed him away, and the two of them moved.
"Swish." The bullet pierced through the Adjutant's arm, and fresh blood splattered onto mo Wen's face.
