The captive carried on Gao Yuan's shoulder had been repeating the same word, of course, Gao Yuan couldn't understand it.
"What's he saying?"
After catching up with Li Yang and the others, Gao Yuan hurriedly said, "This guy keeps mumbling, but I have no idea what he's saying."
"Devil, he keeps saying 'devil'."
Li Yang, cradling an unused sniper rifle, turned his head to look at Gao Yuan and then at the captive on Gao Yuan's shoulder, and suddenly said, "Stop, that's far enough, let's interrogate the captive right here."
Aside from Gao Yuan, everyone was gasping for breath.
Cao Zhenjiang came to a stop, walked over to Gao Yuan, then took his machine gun off his shoulder, rested its butt on the ground for support, and his hands naturally grasped the barrel.
"Huff... huff... Are you even human? Ah!"
