Then he discovered that these five bastards were unexpectedly tough and strong.
Totally fucking different from what his underlings reported earlier.
These five switched places, firing at each other from cover behind trash bins, concrete stairs, vehicles, and so on. Not only was their shooting impressive, but they also had a keen intuition, slipping away like mice.
Especially the guy with dual pistols, Sazaki saw with his own eyes how he braved the suppressive fire of two rifles, side-sliding out of cover, and kept shooting with his dual pistols, blowing off two of his little brothers' heads. Then he rolled behind a nearby car, re-entered concealment, and the bullets all hit the ground uselessly.
They probably hit a brick wall this time.
