Repair shop.
A Black Mercenary holding a pistol coldly smiled at the injured person on the ground and pulled the trigger directly.
Bam.
And then the world fell silent.
The Black Mercenary glanced at the battle situation, only sporadic gunfire remained, and he walked straight to a refrigerator in the corner, opened it, and took out a can of beer.
He opened the beer, took a big gulp, turned around, and walked to the sofa area, kicking the corpse on the sofa aside before sitting down heavily.
After a while.
The gunfire in the repair shop ceased.
"Sammy, we've caught a few alive."
Several Mercenaries from Company K brought in some captured prisoners, pressing them to the ground. Sammy glanced over and started speaking in English.
"Who is your master, and where is he now?"
"If anyone knows, tell me, and I'll spare his miserable life."
One captured prisoner raised his head and spat at Sammy: "Allah will avenge us."
