Surround!

Narrow and narrow passage, now there are more than a dozen black and cold Type 99 automatic rifles facing there.

I'm afraid even the most powerful master can't resist the dozens of guns coming in the face. And the corridor is still so narrow.

Wang Zhen stood in front with a pistol in his hand.

There was no movement in the shout just now.

A guard behind Wang Zhendao said to him at the moment, "Brigadier, don't talk nonsense to those bastards. Let's rush in and kill them and avenge our dead brothers."

Wang Zhen looked at the form in front of him, and instead of rushing in directly,...