Ashraf wasn't fast, but he had good endurance.
The enemy that could be seen was now very close, within a thousand-meter range—a distance where their machine guns posed a tremendous threat.
Yet it seemed the enemy must have noticed Gao Yuan and Ashraf by now, but there had been no movement from them.
Gao Yuan wondered if the enemy was perhaps waiting for them to get even closer before they would fire.
As Gao Yuan pondered the reason for this situation, Ashraf, who had been running all along, suddenly threw himself forward.
Ashraf dived forward, and as he fell to the ground, his right hand grabbed Gao Yuan's arm with great force, but with Gao Yuan's strength, Ashraf had no chance of pulling him down.
So, Ashraf fell to the ground, while Gao Yuan was left standing there—then, a spark of realization flashed through Gao Yuan's mind and he immediately threw himself down, sprawling next to Ashraf.
Nothing happened.
