"Taotie, we've got to figure out a way to fight our way out!"
After checking the remaining bullets, Tom said with a grave expression.
Taotie rolled his eyes at Tom, "No shit, you think I don't know we have to fight our way out?"
"The key issue is, how do we fight our way out?"
"Can a pistol take on their submachine guns?"
Taotie felt so frustrated he wanted to bite someone; he had never fought in such an infuriating battle in his life. If they were outside, he'd have already grabbed his Strange Dagger and figured out a way to sneak up from behind and chop up those sons of turtles from Ragnarok.
But at this moment, they were trapped in a tomb chamber.
Facing the dense gunfire from the submachine guns, their Black Tech Bulletproof Vests simply couldn't hold up, and Taotie was utterly out of ideas.
Taotie's fiery temper wasn't helping; although he had considered charging out, as soon as he showed his face, those son of a turtles would unleash a hail of bullets.
