Leng Feng

"Technician?" Bob Lee's voice sounded in Jiang Yan Hai's earpiece. As a sniper, he had already found a high point and could naturally see what was happening. But Jiang Yan Hai was in command now. Without his order, none of them would fire.

A crisp gunshot rang out. A blossom of blood burst from the thug's head, and he collapsed to the ground.

The shot had come from Jiang Yan Hai's direction. "Everyone, listen up. In situations like this, shoot immediately. Don't let them get close. The fighting in the distance is moving toward us, so try not to get caught up in it. As for the civilians... this is the most we can do."

Jiang Yan Hai said nothing more. He was a mercenary now. The fact that he was willing to fire and save someone already meant he had done all he could. He could not help them.

No one could help them. The people of this country had to make an effort themselves. If they did not, outsiders had no way to help them.

Jiang Yan Hai might have been able to help the two people in front of him, but there were hundreds of thousands of people in this city. Once the war broke out, tens of thousands would probably die.

"Understood!" The others answered as one.

After the thug was shot in the head, the mother and daughter immediately looked over. Jiang Yan Hai and the others had not concealed themselves too carefully. Though the pair could clearly see how they were dressed, they still stood and bowed in their direction.

Then they grabbed a bundle beside them and hurried this way. As they passed Jiang Yan Hai and the others, the mother pressed her palms together and bowed again in thanks. Jiang Yan Hai