The two snipers had already been taken out, and after observing for so long, they had found no other snipers. In other words, there had only been two snipers deployed outside.
At this moment, there were no unrelated civilians left on the street. With no one standing between Soka's gunmen and William's group, the gunmen spotted William and the other three and immediately prepared to counterattack.
"Good job, Monroe! Attack together!" William shouted at Chen Mo, then he, Anna, and Buck began firing at the gunmen on the street.
The two gunshots, the snipers being shot in the head, and Chen Mo's swift dash to draw their fire made the gunmen at the intersection realize that their opponents had charged out from the front.
Thus, the gunmen of the second wave—around twenty men—along with a reserve squad, roughly three squads and over thirty men in all, immediately began taking cover and attacking Chen Mo's group under the command of their respective squad leaders.
More than thirty men were attacking four people, two of whom were wounded. Every gunman involved believed they could win easily. If Chen Mo's group had remained inside the bar to defend, they might have had a headache.
Just like when they had attacked the inside of the bar and lost two squads of gunmen, attackers generally suffered losses in an offensive battle, while defenders took advantage. If Soka had not pushed them so hard, they would never have directly attacked the bar.
Besides, the loss of more than ten men had made everyone reassess the enemies in the bar. They were no longer soft targets to be easily handled, but iron eggs that had cracked their teeth. Everyone was out here to make a living. If the losses became too great, they would naturally start thinking