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When bullets came from two angles, and no cover could ensure their safety from the gunfire, it was a massacre!
The pale yellow bullets formed a shrinking net of death.
The company soldiers caught in the middle had lost their minds, the stimulation from adrenaline even surpassing that from the combat hormones, as splattering debris, flesh, and limbs assailed their nerves!
"Spare us...pth!"
"I want to go back—pth!"
"My hand, I..."
Fear spread through the communication channel; no one remained calm enough to speak, leaving only fragments of sentences expressing terror.
They felt cold in their hands and feet, yet were full of life, and finally driven by fear, they began to run wildly.
But without cover, their deaths only came faster.
"Hahaha! Company dogs, bet you didn't see this day coming!"
The heavy gunfire stimulated Jack's nerves and also gave Mann Team hope, venting the fear and frustration they had felt moments before!
