"Geng Hu, you're acting without sportsmanship!"
Shi Sanba shouted from behind a big rock,
Geng Hu showed an indifferent expression and retorted,
"Anything can happen on the battlefield. If you can't even handle this, why are you still a special forces soldier?"
"Alright, you're the one who didn't care about sportsmanship first. Don't blame me for being merciless!"
"Hehe, come, come, come! Grandpa is waiting for you."
Geng Hu was still shouting with a smug look on his face, and he even fired a few shots at them.
Shi Sanba thought to himself that he could not continue to be passive like this. He had to fight back. Just as Shi Sanba was thinking of a countermeasure,
Zhang Dajun anxiously contacted Shi Sanba through his walkie-talkie.
"Captain, what should we do? We can't retreat. We've been beaten up all this time. Sooner or later, we'll be kicked by the other side!"
"I know! I'm thinking of a way!"
