The six level-one metahumans, clad in specialized metal protective gear, charged with incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, they reached the Kylin Squad’s bunker.
Seeing that bullets were only inflicting minor wounds, Zheng Ang knew close-quarters combat was now inevitable.
"Wild Tiger, take half the men and hold off those six metahumans. Everyone else, keep suppressing the mercenary legion!" Zheng Ang ordered without hesitation.
Chapter 799