Chana and the others in the leftmost dormitory building had not fired a shot, forcing themselves to hold back under Chen Che's command.
The right side was ablaze with gunfire, while the left remained silent, so most of the gangsters and mercenaries instinctively turned their backs to the left, exposing themselves to Chen Che's sights from the left and front right.
Chen Che almost couldn't lift his head due to the suppressive fire.
The difference in numbers was just too great, and this was alley combat, nowhere near as favorable for shooting as a standoff battle.
Once your position was locked in, you'd be met with a torrential downpour of bullets.
Chen Che originally wanted Chana and the others to lie low a bit longer, but it was clearly impossible now. He immediately shouted into the radio, "Can't hold on! Chana! Open fire, quick!"
Chana, watching the tense battlefield, was already at his limit, watching his brothers get injured and die, as if his heart was bleeding.
