Cohen didn't finish speaking.
But his actions already replaced the latter half of the sentence.
That is.
Run!!
"Boom boom boom boom!"
In an instant, the two 20mm cannons roared like beasts, tongues of fire dancing wildly, bullets whistling out like a storm, mercilessly tearing into everything.
In the blink of an eye, several ATVs were turned into scrap metal, fragments flying, and the concrete wall shelter was peppered with numerous fist-sized pits!
A few PM Mercenaries were beaten into a scrambling mess.
They had no power to resist at all!
"Fuck, boss Cohen, we need to think of something!"
"Crocodile, prepare high-explosive grenades, find a way to shoot it down for me!"
"Yes!"
Crocodile, a Russian mercenary with curly brown beard, dismantled a low-speed high-explosive grenade from the external ammunition system and loaded it into the grenade launcher attached to his M4.
Just as he was about to raise the gun to aim.
