In the shadows on both sides of the canyon, which had been peaceful like a graveyard just a moment ago, countless scarlet tongues of fire suddenly erupted!
The roar of light and heavy machine guns, the whine of assault rifles, and the dull impact of sniper rifles instantly wove a web of death covering the entire assembly point area!
"The firepower is too intense! At least a company level!"
Sergeant Wilkins rolled in the explosion's smoke and dust, shouting hoarsely, "Machine gun nests at three o'clock high ground! Suppress them!"
Bullets, like scorching hail, crazily hammered the rocks the SAS members used for cover.
Ricochets emitted sharp whistles, tracing lethal streams in the darkness.
A team member tried to change position, but as he leaned out, a precise sniper shot tore through his neck, blood spraying in an eerie green under night vision.
"It's the Hunter!!"
