"Then you can go down and try! I guarantee the moment you show up, you'll be shot into a hornet's nest," Luo Gang said coldly, his eyes calm like deep waters.
"What should we do then? Are we supposed to wander around like lost souls?"
"We should listen to Brother Luo! He has led us several times, and we have never..."
Before he could finish, Luo Gang's expression turned fierce, and he quickly drew his gun.
The moment the bullet was chambered, there was a snap, and the person beside him fell to the ground.
"There's an ambush ahead," Luo Gang yelled, "Everyone, get down!"
Immediately, everyone lay down on the spot, drawing their guns and chambering their bullets.
In the darkness, Qin Jian used hand signals to communicate with the people around him.
Previously, the prey had entered the ambush circle, and a guerrilla fight had taken out nearly a third of his men.
As for the remaining two-thirds, it was time for a skirmish.