Lan Yu could see the deep fatigue and uncontrollable anger in their expressions, but not a hint of retreat.
He suddenly laughed.
To fight alongside such brothers, this life was worth it.
"As soldiers, we can't bear this!"
He also gave himself a reason:
"Old Zhang, take a few people, evacuate with the wounded at the back, and send the intelligence back."
"Damn it!"
Old Zhang was furious immediately.
"This is an order!"
Lan Yu shouted back in a low voice:
"The rest of you, come down with me, let's kill these barbarians!"
"Yes!"
Everyone tightly gripped their weapons, feeling a sense of release.
"I'm not leaving!"
As the deputy leader, Old Zhang was the only one daring to question Lan Yu, "We'll die together!"
Lan Yu glared at him: "You damned just said there's something wrong with the people down there, someone must send the intelligence back!"
"..."
Old Zhang was speechless.
He was the deputy leader, also the team's second combat power next to Lan Yu.
