Gu Ji's eyes were filled with an even more intense killing intent.
He aimed the barrel at the oncoming terrorist vehicle, pulled the trigger sharply, and with the deafening roar of the M2 Browning heavy machine gun and a half-meter-long tongue of flame, bullets poured out like a torrential rain. The sound of the bullet heads tearing through the air was like a sharp blade, penetrating the car body.
In an instant, those vehicles, like tofu, were riddled with holes, blood splattering inside the car, and screams echoing continuously.
The brutal terrorists who were just massacring tourists and civilians now reversed roles.
Reduced to mere weeds, mowed down by Gu Ji shot by shot.
"Damn good, Gu Ji! That's how you should deal with these terrorists!!"
Gao Bo excitedly shouted from the rear while firing in support.
