Pang Ke sighed with emotion.
"Observe those soldiers, did you notice that each of them has different combat roles?" Yin Yinan pointed at the soldiers below and said, "That melee soldier was injured, but the one who rescued him wasn't the nearest soldier; it was the one with the rifle at the back, who must be their medic."
"That's not right. That one is clearly the commander, so why did he rush to the front with two pistols?"
Old Yang pointed at Lu Xiao, who was venturing deep into enemy lines with dual pistols.
"Because he is fulfilling both command and firepower roles."
A woman with cat ears and golden eyes suddenly hung upside down from a window, her feet touching the upper edge of the window frame, "Make way, please."
Li Xinlong and the others saw the gray-green coat on her and didn't attack rashly, just took a cautious step back.
