At this moment, the students had already entered the teaching building, and there were basically no other people on the playground except for the soldiers.
The intense gunfire had not ceased, and bullets were flying all over the playground.
Here was temporarily no longer their battlefield, let alone no one could catch up even if they wanted to chase that creature.
Xiao Changming pulled out a pack of cigarettes, realizing they were all soaked. Frustrated, he crumpled them into a ball and tossed them onto the playground.
"Captain, want one of mine?" Wang Yue said, pulling out a metal cigarette case from his pocket and offering one.
"Chen... General Manager Chen, want one?" He squeezed out a slightly embarrassed smile on his muscular face. After all, the two had clashed earlier, but a battlefield is the easiest place to turn enemies into friends. Minor conflicts and prejudices mean little in the face of life and death.
Besides, he had just made a trip through hell.
