Yang Fei tossed the Heavy Sniper to Walker, waving his hand: "What are you standing there for, charge!"
He led the charge, rifle in hand, rushing at the enemy like a Leopard.
Sister Snake and Walker snapped back to reality, looking at the charging figure of Yang Fei. Their spirits soared, and they followed him.
The enemies on the two trucks had mostly been taken out in the first wave of attacks.
The remaining thirty or so soldiers were no longer able to withstand the attack of the Holy Hall warriors.
Once the Holy Hall warriors got close for melee combat, it spelled doom for the enemies.
Rumble!
At that moment, the roar of car engines could be heard in the distance.
Yang Fei squinted, and saw more than ten trucks charging toward them.
In addition, there were many soldiers jogging alongside the trucks, packed tightly like ants.
The enemy reinforcements had arrived!
Yang Fei spat and shouted to Sister Snake.
