After taking down the last two assault team members, Song Heping and Willie dragged the bodies back to the corridor, first stripping the communication devices from the corpses to put on themselves, then began to dismantle weapons, ammunition, and things like hand grenades.
"Don't waste anything, we don't know how long we have to hold out..."
"These people all use MK18s, they're not ordinary folks, looks like they're really Seals..."
"When we get back, I'm definitely going to find out who's behind all this, damn it! Think I'm easy to kill? Not so easy!"
Song Heping cursed and panted as he discussed with Willie, grimacing in pain.
The recent exertion had reopened the wound in his abdomen, and it really hurt this time.
But now, there wasn't even time to check on the wound.
No one knew when the next attack would come.
