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800 meters away.
Flower Garden Street subway station entrance.
Gunshots rang out continuously, and the whole street had become a mess.
Players used handmade smoke bombs made of phosphorus, potassium nitrate, and white sugar to seal the streets with smoke, and threw handmade grenades made of black powder. As if the bullets of the miscellaneous weapons were free of charge, all of them were fired at the mercenaries' position without a single second of delay. In just three minutes, players pushed the position to the middle of the street.
"Fire! Fire!"
"Fuck, how many of them are there?!"
"I don't know! All I know is that if we keep fighting like this, we'll be out of bullets!"
The pungent smell of gunpowder permeated the entire street, and the bullets whizzed through the air constantly.
The flames of the machine guns illuminated Lambert's face red. At first, he just fired one shot at a time, and then he had to switch to full auto. He had been shooting so much that the barrel was so hot that it could catch on fire at any second.
However, even so, it was still unable to stop the tide-like offensive of those survivors!
Are these people crazy?!
Are they not afraid of death?!
In order to prevent being overwhelmed by the sea of people, the team's...
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