The thirty-man attack squad was knocked to the ground in a chaotic assault, which instantly relieved the pressure on everyone and boosted morale. Lan Xue glanced at the follow-up enemies, sneered, and turned her gun to fire ahead. The others followed suit, aiming and shooting, capitalizing on their small victory, their attack becoming a few degrees sharper. Over two hundred men shouted and fired aggressively, venting their panic, like enraged hungry wolves under the moonlight.