On the other side of the mountain, the Iroquois and his men were still waiting for Ye Qiu to come out.
But a minute passed, three minutes passed, five minutes passed...
The sound of gunfire continued incessantly.
The expression on the Iroquois' face on the hillside was extremely awkward and his demeanor was tense.
He did not expect that the yellow-skinned kid would be so brave, surviving alone for so long in the Blood Cross's base.
Hearing the chaotic barrage of bullets, even he shivered all over, imagining if his army had gone in, they probably wouldn't survive a minute before being completely annihilated.
"That yellow-skinned kid is incredible!"
A Black soldier couldn't help but exclaim, but then quickly shut his mouth, fearing the Iroquois would angrily slap him on the head and curse, "You stupid pig!"
But turning to look, he saw that General Iroquois was also in shock, lost in thought, and hadn't even heard what he said.
Just then, suddenly, a loud explosion erupted.
