When all means are exhausted and there is no hope of victory.
It's time to let go of all dignity and face, kneel before the opponent, and confess past mistakes. Perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope.
"Really wrong?" Lin Fan looked at the mercenary kneeling before him. Encountering survivors like this makes many things much easier; thinking back to those survivors he had met before, they were really irritable.
He acted very friendly, but who would have thought those survivors were so vicious? If they weren't stabbing him with knives, they were shooting him with guns, forcing him to defend himself.
"Really wrong, I'm willing to turn back from the wrong path."
This mercenary had long since tossed his sniper rifle aside. He's not a fool; the one before him was not someone he could handle. Even the monsters at the base now had to kneel and be submissive in the face of such a terrifying existence.
Lin Fan said, "You have two companions, right?"
