Five Vietnamese special forces rushed over from the front and quickly hid themselves against the corner of the corridor. One guy stretched his head and took a quick glance. His eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen a ghost.
Whoosh.
The six thick barrels of the Vulcan cannon have begun to rotate.
"Run quickly."
There were loud screams of terror, and he was even shaking.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Da da da.
A tongue of fire spurted out instantly, and dense bullets came slanting like water, instantly covering the corner of the wall.
Dang Dang Dang.
Wow.
The bricks and cement dust in the corner were splashed, and the few Vietnamese hiding there were torn into pieces by bullets without even uttering a scream, and a cloud of blood mist rose.
Deng Deng Deng.
Da da da.
Bang, bang, bang, the steaming bullet casings kept bouncing down.
Like a metal storm, He Zhenzhong strode towards the end of the corridor. Under the super firepower of the Vulcan cannon, no one could resist, or even have the courage to face it.
Those guys could only huddle in the corner and in the ward, waiting for the moment when the harsh sound stopped.
He Zhenzhong also knew that there was no time to delay. Once he was completely surrounded, it would be really troublesome.
Da da da.
boom.
Wow.
With a flick of the gun, the wooden door of a nearby ward was torn apart instantly.