The machine gun’s tongue of fire lashed out incessantly, pinning the comrades down behind their cover, leaving them unable to mount an effective counterattack.
"We cannot let them continue this rampage!" Liang Song gritted out. He swiftly unslung the grenade launcher from his back, gripping its handle and feeling the cold texture of the metal. He took a deep breath, fighting to calm himself as he recalled the operational drills from his training. Every movement crystallized in his mind; he knew this shot had to be precise, or they would be forced into an even more desperate position.
The enemy's machine gun continued its frantic spray, bullets whistling past them. Liang Song exposed half his body, his eyes locked onto the enemy's emplacement, his fingers delicately adjusting the angle and range of the grenade launcher. He could feel his hands trembling slightly, but it was from a surge of adrenaline, not fear. *Stay steady,* he told himself.
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