The man's perception was extremely keen; he clearly felt the murderous intent and raised his head, his eyes reflecting a will of judgment.
This was the third district.
These reckless beings, they all deserved to be nailed to the ground.
"Ammo barrage, indiscriminate attack, the combat camp is ready, the target is the lone monsters, this is a crucial battle, and we must not leave a single one alive!"
The man, engulfed in angry flames, had already forgotten his initial caution. In his eyes at the moment, there was only the desire to kill the monsters before him, to avenge the innocent citizens who died in J City.
Feng Zhiyong.
That was the man's name. In his twenty-some years of military service, he was not only a former king of soldiers but also a fitting commander.
