Ogunila was suddenly killed, and the Colonel of Country U was at a loss.
He dared not act recklessly, retreated a few steps, and reported to his superiors in broken English.
Chen Ruiling was extremely nervous.
If a conflict broke out, with so many rifles firing, the four of them would be riddled with bullets in an instant.
The muzzles of the other two female soldiers' guns were aimed at the soldiers of Country U.
There was clarity and fearlessness in their eyes, yet their hearts were also filled with anxiety.
Only Yang Fei remained calm and collected, not even glancing at the densely packed soldiers of Country U.
He dropped his pistol and reached into his chest pocket.
The soldiers of Country U immediately tensed up, pulling the bolts of their guns, the sound of bullets being chambered echoing.
Yang Fei smiled coldly, slowly taking out a pack of Honghe cigarettes from his pocket.
The cigarette pack had already been soaked in his blood, making it shriveled and sticky.
