Captain Luo half leaned against the back of the rocks, listening intently.
It was indeed the sound of the Type 79 submachine gun; he was very familiar with it, as only the military possessed such weapons, and the gunfire was so dense, the number of people was definitely over thirty.
Could it be the military?
Thinking this, a glimmer of hope suddenly blossomed in Captain Luo's heart, which had been resigned to death.
"Brothers, there's hope for us, hold on," Captain Luo said to the only two teammates left beside him.
Hearing the captain's words, both teammates showed a look of surprise on their faces.
In despair, hope emerged; the feeling of hope on the brink of life and death was the most exhilarating.
The three of them exchanged glances; without words, they understood each other's feelings.
Captain Luo took a bandage out of the first-aid kit and wrapped it around his right arm.
