Ye Xuan looked up and saw seven or eight helicopters flying in from the direction of the sea. Then, they began to surround the area of Training Camp Three.
The helicopters hovered over the buildings, dropping down steel cables, and one by one, fully armed members of Dragon Soul rappelled down.
Once these people landed on the ground, they all raised their guns, vigilantly scanning their surroundings with faces full of caution.
But when they saw the chaotic battlefield before them, with enemy bodies strewn haphazardly on the ground, the members of the rescue team were stunned.
In particular, there were two men without limbs in the middle, one already deceased, but the other was clearly Black Emperor.
How had he ended up in this terrible state? Could the person turned to minced meat beside him be Wu Zongkui?
And, hadn't He Jun said they were surrounded by the enemy, quickly running out of ammunition? How come now all the enemies had been dealt with?
What… exactly happened here?!
