Wang Hao held his breath, coiled like a viper ready to strike, poised to deliver a fatal blow.
600 meters!
500 meters!
400 meters!
...
As the enemy fully entered his effective firing range, Wang Hao burst into action like a hare, running wildly while unleashing a frenzied spray of bullets as if he were flying a kite.
"Doot doot doot, doot doot doot..."
The foremost wave of assassins hadn't time to react before they were all riddled with holes.
"The Huaxia man is there, fire, suppress with firepower!" Noda exclaimed in alarm, urgently shouting orders.
"Doot doot doot, doot doot doot..."
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Suddenly, bullets rained down like a meteor shower in July, pouring down furiously.
Just as Wang Hao was about to raise the machine gun to fire, a searing bullet suddenly whizzed through the air.
"Clang!"
Wang Hao was hit in the arm, the machine gun slipping from his grasp and crashing heavily onto the deck.
