The Raging War
Editor: Henyee Translations
In order to prevent the five important targets from making small moves, the Snow Region Brigade members took out sterile bandages and tied up their legs. They then struck them directly at the back of their necks, knocking them out before throwing them to the back of the truck like sandbags.
"F**k, what's left is a bunch of small fries! They can't even aim properly!"
Before the car was even started, a trail of stray bullets swept over. They were all blindly fired without contemplating how much ammunition they had used. Just by listening, they could tell that they were untrained.
V8 carried his rifle on his back, and under the cover of his comrades, he stepped on K7's hands that were folded on his knees. With the help of K7's strength, he got on the roof of the garage. The truck couldn't get out with all the bullets raining on it. He had to get rid of these bastards who were wasting bullets.