Finally, they got permission to lead these soldiers to retrieve other goods.
The four vehicles moved forward slowly, with Gu Nanqiao sitting in the back, her palm touching the cold, black firearm.
The soldiers surrounding them never left, no matter which direction they drove, danger was inevitable.
Gu Nanqiao also understood clearly that Xu Shuo was waiting for the right moment; once they reached a suitable place, he would give the order to engage in battle with the opposing forces.
There were about a dozen of them, while the other side had hundreds, and their handheld weapons were much more lethal than theirs.
Everyone knew that they stood no chance in this fight, and there was little hope for survival.
After driving for a while, they were fast approaching a mountainous area ahead.
Xu Shuo gave an order through the intercom, "Everyone get ready. Once we start, fight them with all you've got."
His voice was low, yet it immediately tensed the atmosphere.
