As the leaders, Anna and William—especially William, their Company Commander—considered Buck's words. William spoke to everyone, then found another mirror and crawled out again, wanting to see things clearly for himself.
It was not that he distrusted Buck. He wanted to examine the enemy's deployment, weapons, number of people, and so on.
But just like Buck, only seconds after he extended the mirror outside, a shot forced him to pull back again. The enemy then shattered the mirror with another shot.
Damn it. If he showed himself, the Sniper Rifle would definitely hit him. But if he did not, he could not gather much information. What he had seen was roughly the same as what Buck had described.
So William could only crawl back in frustration, utterly speechless.
"What did you see?" Anna asked.
"Ah! The same thing Buck saw earlier. I did not see anything else before the sniper shot the mirror apart. Also, the enemy may have finished preparing. They have already begun moving this way," William said with a shrug.
"Damn sniper!" Anna cursed again, but there was nothing he could do.
"If Jackson got out, he may have already contacted Captain Tra. If they come to support us, it will still take some time. With the enemy attacking now, we can only defend passively." William checked his watch before continuing, "We will wait another twenty minutes. If the time is up and support still has not arrived, we will have to find a way to retreat."
The longer they remained in the bar, the slimmer their chances of escape became. Especially once daylight came, they would have no chance at all. Therefore, William limited the wait for rescue to one hour.
An hour was already a relatively generous window for the support team. Moreover, if the