Elizabeth said, "Young Madam, hold the gun and aim for the head. Otherwise, it's just a waste of bullets."
Qiao Xia was so nervous that her hands were shaking; she had never killed anyone in her life.
"It's okay, I'll handle it."
"Xiao Ying..." Qiao Xia looked up, watching the missiles flying through the sky as Xiao Ying launched the last one. With no missiles left, the machine gun fired, bullets showering like raindrops at the enemies.
Directly bombing all the enemy helicopters, forcing them to abandon the aircraft and jump down.
The forces were too unequal. They were only ten, with heavy casualties, four were left uncertain, leaving only Elizabeth, Qiao Xia, the doctor, Xiao Ying, Ghost, and the machine gunner.
They had too many people on the other side.
Most importantly, Gu Xixi's fighter jets were too audacious.
Without those two fighter jets, perhaps Elizabeth and Ghost could have turned the tide.
Gu Xixi said, "Blast that jet."
