The two people who had just crawled out of the building didn't have time to react before bullets pierced their bodies.
Gaa—
Dapao slammed on the brakes, stopping the vehicle about ten meters away from the two bodies that were already corpses.
The gunshots attracted the survivors remaining from the Western Alliance.
These people quickly turned their gaze toward the direction of the gunshots, their faces full of confusion.
The base was short of bullets, no one would use them like that, and the sound just now didn't seem like it came from a handgun.
Old Zhuang suddenly stood up and looked toward the West Gate, his face filled with fear.
Old Che also came over to look in that direction, "What's going on?" Old Che said to Old Zhuang.
Old Zhuang's face turned grim, various thoughts flashed through his mind, and he said, "This sound shouldn't be from any gun we have in our base; maybe someone has gotten in."
