The old hunter looked anxious and turned to Duan Yu:
"Young Olga, go quickly and warn the villagers to hide."
"I'll hold them off!"
This left Duan Yu completely dumbfounded:
"You'll hold them off?"
You don't seem like the kind that can take on tanks?
The old hunter didn't have time to respond to Duan Yu, dragging his lame leg as he quickly walked into the wooden house, searching for something, while Duan Yu snapped out of it and ran towards the village.
After running less than a hundred meters, he faintly heard the old hunter cursing from behind.
Bang!
A gunshot startled Duan Yu to look back.
He was frozen.
The old hunter's wooden house was now set ablaze, with thick black smoke rising to the sky.
Beside the wooden house, the old hunter held his worn-out old rifle used since World War I, aiming at the distant tank armor cluster.
Bang!
The old hunter fired again, loudly cursing, apparently trying to attract the attention of the Imperial Tank cluster.
