Once they got to their feet, Price saw a sight that shook him to the core. The Red Star captain who had charged out moved at an astonishing speed, performing all kinds of exaggerated tactical evasive maneuvers. Even more terrifyingly, the rifle in his hands never stopped firing despite all that movement!
Even while rolling, his rifle spat deadly fire. In barely a dozen seconds, he had taken out five of the seven or eight firing positions suppressing them! The remaining positions were immediately eliminated by his teammates working together with Price's men.
The other man's teammates seemed to have complete faith in their captain and charged out right after him. Price hesitated briefly, then waved his hand and followed.
Jiang Yan Hai was like an arrowhead drawing enemy fire. What was even more terrifying was that he retained formidable offensive power while doing so.
In less than a minute, the two groups had rushed up to two buildings. There were still terrorists inside. Price was just about to discuss coordinating their assault with Jiang Yan Hai when, before he could speak, Jiang Yan Hai had already pulled the pins on two Flashbang Grenades and thrown them into the building ahead.
The instant the Flashbang Grenades exploded, Jiang Yan Hai kicked open the wooden door in front of him and rolled straight inside.
Assad was in Jiang Yan Hai's room. The moment he entered, he confirmed it, because Er Dan had detected a tiny robot inside someone's head.
It was not particularly small—not something as absurdly advanced as Nanobots. It was roughly two centimeters square. Jiang Yan Hai did not know how it had gotten into a person's head, but Er Dan told him that there was indeed one inside Assad's head.
None of the ordinary terrorists had one. It