Yue Zhong’s body constantly flitted to and fro, evading the rain of bullets every way he could. At the same time, he constantly threw a few grenades in the midst of the soldiers wherever he went. This obviously caused two things: Them to be blasted to their deaths, and alot of crimson blood splattered everywhere!
The commander of the Second Battalion Wu Minghe stood at the frontlines and observed it all, before giving an order through the microphone: “The 2nd Company move to the right!! 3rd Company switch to the rockets!! Use the rockets to blast him!!”
‘Peng!’ The sound of a lone gunshot rang out!
Wu Minghe’s brain exploded, the now familiar, chunky brain matter splattering on the ground.
“Commander!! Commander!!”
The soldiers near Wu Minghe instantly cried out in despair.
After losing the command of Wu Minghe, the pressure on Yue Zhong decreased a lot. The soldiers saw that the light weaponry had no effect on Yue Zhong, and decided to switch to using the mortars.
Surely with these, the grenade launchers and hand grenades they possessed they could fill the land with a purgatory of flame and finally kill him. The soldier’s all rapidly took aim, the clink of falling grenade pins and safeties being removed heralded Hell as they fired them all simultaneously at Yue Zhong.