"Mingle with the crowd and charge!"
A group of Special Soldiers watched as hundreds of people surged toward them from behind, tears of joy streaming down their faces.
Heaven was also aiding them!
They still couldn't believe that even with a distance of just two kilometers, and even with jungle warfare, they would not be able to reach Zhang Fan.
Sprinting, they sprinted with all their might.
Those who could participate in the military exercises were not raw recruits; two kilometers was merely a warm-up for them.
Watching this scene, Zhang Fan's eyes also flashed brightly.
"Come on, all of you come!"
"Pop pop pop pop!"
Watching the sniper rifle continuously spitting flames, everyone had an illusion.
Damn, is that a submachine gun?
However, seeing person after person emitting white smoke, they were utterly shocked.
Damn, in just a moment, twenty people had been eliminated?
Your uncle, how is this possible.
