In their hands, they have hostages from the Yellow Team. If they encounter us, it will be a fierce battle.
Guisu thought for a moment and retreated.
After retreating about a kilometer, he turned to the right and slowly felt his way to the left side of the Yellow Team.
On the screen, Bei Qingyue, who witnessed this scene, suddenly looked grim.
Although Guisu had not acted yet, his intentions were obvious.
"Da, dada."
A few gunshots sounded the horn of battle, followed by a mechanical imitation voice, "Ah," announcing a brother was down.
The Yellow Team member froze in place, the signal lights on his head and body flashing.
He looked dejected, having not even seen a shadow of the enemy before his match ended.
Everyone else immediately lay flat on the ground, aiming towards the left side.
After lying for a while, the captain bravely crawled up and called a few people to slowly feel their way over.
