Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Nine: Anger

As Li Jinfang was calling out, Gao Yang could already hear the gunfire coming from the east of the fishing village. After cursing bitterly, Gao Yang immediately yelled, "Rabbit, you've heard the situation. This rabble can't be commanded. They're definitely swarming to the east. Take the sniper team to the south, and let Asan take the marksman team to the west! There's no order to provide support, just set up an observation line! If you encounter an enemy that's too strong, close in with the main force. Understood?"

"Rabbit here, Asan can't lead the marksman team to establish an observation line. Asan's been hit. I'll take the sniper team north, and Ahmad will take the marksman team to the west."

Cui Bo's tone sounded very gloomy, and after he finished speaking, he added gravely, "Ram, Asan's not going to make it. He's still breathing, but he's beyond saving."