The four armored vehicles exploded into blazing torches. None of the people inside escaped; in fact, they did not even have time to scream before they all received their lunchboxes.
"Buddha bless us!"
"Oh my God!"
The deputy commander, who had just been shouting that they had been saved, stood with more than thirty Grey Skin personnel behind him, staring at the four blazing torches with mouths wide enough to fit an egg.
"This is fucking unreal. Grenades can destroy armored vehicles?" Everyone had the same question in their hearts.
Was this even something a human could do?
But when another grenade exploded and directly sent several people who were standing there with their mouths open flying into the sky, the group finally came to their senses.
Damn it, they were still being hunted down! They immediately screamed and turned to run. If they did not run now, when would they? Even the armored vehicles that had come to save them had been wiped out, their caps popped open one by one by the enemy. How could they, with nothing but flesh and blood, possibly withstand that?
Run! Run fast!
The crowd stumbled as they accelerated. Some even thought as they ran that as long as they were faster than everyone else, the grenades would not land on their heads.
The ones getting blown up would be those behind them.
So they all ran faster than the next, each desperately trying to overtake the others.
A group of Grey Skins was running for its life, and naturally Chen Mo would not let them go. He followed behind them, switched to grenade rounds, and fired one grenade after another at the fellows. Whoever fell behind received a lunchbox.
Chen Mo specifically targeted the slow runners. If he fired grenades at those