Now, the people who are most confused are not the special operations squads in the firefight, but the mountain platoon in the abandoned factory.

Platoon leader Fu Ming had already been alerted and stood on the roof of the building looking around with an observation device.

The surrounding hills were dotted with flames, ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong, it was so lively...

"It's so evil...are they fighting among themselves?"

Platoon leader Fu Ming shook his head in confusion, then turned to tell his soldiers: "Go, you can sound the alarm and notify the backup troops to come immediately for reinforcements."

The soldier said "yes" and ran away.

Fu Ming picked up the observation glass and looked around again. While looking, he shook his head and sighed: "I've really seen a ghost!"

When it came, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

But before his smile disappeared, he suddenly felt a slight sound like exploding beans on his body.

Smoke suddenly filled his vision.

"Fuck..."

These were the last words of the mountain platoon commander Fu Ming before he was killed in action.
Chapter completed!