Boom!
With a tremendous explosion, the heavy cross took out three or four mercenaries in the fortifications, splattering their brains and leaving a bloody mess.
The barrel of the heavy machine gun was bent out of shape.
At the moment the cross was launched, Yang Fei had already darted like a leopard towards another heavy machine gun.
This other machine gun was already aimed at the Changfeng Squad on the iron rack opposite.
Just a burst of bullets and Shen Feng and the others would be riddled like sieves.
At this moment, Yang Fei had already reached the front of the fortifications, leaping up to deliver a 360-degree whirlwind kick, sending the main gunner flying.
The remaining four or five mercenaries, seeing him descend like a Flying General from the sky, fierce as a demon star, immediately let out a shout and scattered in retreat from the fortifications.
Yang Fei picked up an automatic rifle from the ground, firing four consecutive shots.
