The exchange of fire from the back was still going on. From the sound of bullets, they knew that one side had set up an anti-aircraft machine gun. The bullets of the anti-aircraft machine gun were thicker than fingers. If you were unlucky and got hit by one, a bloody hole as big as a bowl would be left wherever it hit, and you would be crippled even if you could be saved.
No one dared to face the anti-aircraft machine guns head-on, including Xia Jinyuan.
Xia Jinyuan spread out the map of the city and turned on the miniature flashlight. The extremely thin beam shone on the map. Reporter Chen saw the other party's slender hands, which were as long as a pianist's, slowly brushing past. Even his actions were like playing the piano.
"Major, we're here now. This is the location of the nightclub. It's also the most concentrated location. From here to here, we're surrounded by the rebels. There are dozens of us. We're too big a target. It'll be difficult to break out."
