"President..."
Puchi——!
With a stab, Wang Yunxiao killed the person who had just spoken, pulled out the bayonet, flicked off the blood, and turned to look at his brothers.
This time, they encountered another team of Garrison Soldiers on their way, who appeared to possess basic intelligence, immediately claiming to be under orders from the President.
If they were inexperienced rookies, they might actually have been fooled by them.
But Wang Yunxiao had already experienced firsthand how real Garrison Soldiers communicate, so without a second word, he attacked and killed them.
Caught off guard, they were completely overrun.
Trash, fakes.
The marching speed of the 66th was faster than he had imagined. Wang Yunxiao originally planned to follow them and scavenge for opportunities, but unexpectedly, he was stopped and delayed for less than three minutes, and he couldn't even see the backs of the 66th anymore.
They left behind a trail of corpses and debris.
