Yu Shunzhou was suppressed by a group of fierce-looking people, whose clothes, weapons, and even reaction speeds were all different.
Bullets pierced through the tent, forcing Yu Shunzhou to crawl backward on the ground because the tent offered no cover.
But at that moment, Yu Shunzhou heard the sound of machine-gun fire.
The Type 81 rifle was one thing, and the Type 81 machine gun was another; both had sounds completely different from the weapons used by the Indian, and although the noise was chaotic, Yu Shunzhou knew Cao Zhenjiang and Nie Erlong were firing on the other side.
They had to divide forces, they had to maneuver tactically, they had to surround the enemy, otherwise, wasn't that just letting the enemy escape?
Yu Shunzhou's thoughts were simple and straightforward; if there was an opportunity, they simply couldn't let it slip away.
