Yue tightly grabbed Fan's hand as he watched Liwei's army approach them. He whistled loudly, peering back at the two cars ready. That was the signal for others to leave.
He watched his mum sob loudly, waving at him.
Yue tightly gripped Fan's hand. "We must live… we must…"
"We will..." Fan whispered.
The gale created a great distraction. The cars and busses drove away from the back leaving only forty of them left in the camp. The soldiers all anxiously watched around with their guns ready.
"Shoot!!!" Tian gestured to the two guys holding the bazooka. A huge ass gun that was so heavy that they were struggling. "Shit give it here." Tian grabbed it crouched down and shot two bazookas
The whole ground shook violently followed by the sounds of screams.
"Fan, create an ice shield," Tian shouted.
