After the assaulter swiftly brought down several armed men, the others followed up, finishing off the enemies on the ground who had been shot and were still trying to struggle.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Two rounds to the torso, one to the head. Even a god would have to shake his head.
"Target eliminated!"
"Advance!"
Amid brief communication, the six men continued forward. Suddenly, more than a dozen chaotic figures appeared in their night-vision goggles, accompanied by the whistling of bullets and incomprehensible shouting!
"Take cover!"
Several Jiaolong members scrambled for the nearest cover as bullets pinged and clanged against it.
At that moment, seven or eight armed men appeared behind the Jiaolong Commando as well, placing them in the most dangerous situation possible—caught in a pincer attack!
Two team members hurriedly swung their guns around to suppress them, only to be pinned behind cover by the enemy's return fire. The machine gunner stuck his Type 171 out and fired blindly toward the muzzle flashes to keep the enemy from closing in, asking angrily, "Why are there so many enemies?!"
Since boarding the ship, they had encountered at least thirty armed men! Who knew how many more were waiting ahead!
"Go ask the USA!"
The assaulter popped up, killed an armed man, and immediately ducked back down. Bullets followed, screaming overhead. He instinctively hunched his neck. Every bullet could kill him!
After reloading again, the captain looked at his wristwatch. Two minutes remained!
If they still could not secure the cruise ship within two minutes, the Type 093 would launch torpedoes and sink it!
The captain's mind raced. What now? Force an assault? No! There were too many enemies, already three times their number. Even elite special forces could not carve through enemies like invincible heroes in movies. Their position was