155 Biochemical Modified Soldier

The other party clearly knew that they had been discovered, and as they neared, they slowed their steps, inching closer.

The corridor was so quiet that everyone could hear their breath.

Bai E reached out to protect the two behind him, his fingertips caressing the bow hanging at his waist.

Should they attack first?

How effective would their bows be against the combat prowess of the bioengineered soldiers in full alert, and would their attacks disrupt their teammates' arrangements?

Confidence comes from familiarity.

Facing an entirely unknown opponent, Bai E dared not act rashly.

However, these bioengineered soldiers were not about to give them much time to think; one of them somersaulted past the T-junction of the corridor, easily blocking two descending gunfire blades with a small shield in hand.