Both sides finally couldn't hold on anymore, each one gasping for breath, too tired to go on.
"Haozi, let's rest a bit!" The little brother's face turned pale, dripping with sweat, his mouth dry and throat parched—and the worst part was not having even a sip of water to drink.
"Rest my ass, we need to push through in one go!" Haozi gritted his teeth.
However, no matter how the leaders on both sides urged them, the little brothers wouldn't budge—they either lay on the ground or just sat there. Both sides entered a phase of stalemate with sporadic hacking.
Right then, two trucks arrived at the scene immediately. Ye Chen and Liu the Tyrant jumped down from the trucks, and an impatient Liu the Tyrant immediately shouted, "Brothers, grab your guns and charge!"
