"What did you say?"
Zhuang Feng was stunned on the spot, thinking he had misheard, and instinctively asked again.
Gu Ji's answer was still:
"Tell them to put down their guns, quickly!"
"Alright!"
Zhuang Feng really couldn't understand what he wanted to do, but thinking of the excellent results of his command along the way, he gritted his teeth, charged out from behind the dirt hill with his gun, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Get on the ground! Put down your guns!!"
"Put down your guns immediately, hands up high!"
Meanwhile, Gu Ji grabbed the AK-103 in his hands and rushed out, aiming his gun at the two gray-robed figures on the hillside opposite the road, shouting in English.
Everyone thought that a fierce conflict would break out between the two sides then and there.
They were even ready to open fire in the next second.
But to everyone's surprise.
