C481 A Narrow Victory

"Zhao Xiaoming, Monika, where is he? At 11 o'clock, hurry up. "

Xiao Qiang Bing became anxious. He held the walkie-talkie in one hand and the gun in the other. If he really couldn't make it, he would rush over.

The situation in front of him, although no one said anything, he played the role of the Sea God Stabilizing Needle. If he moved, the teams would be in chaos