Capítulo 625: Arrangement 3

On the yellow-green grass.

Tap-tap-tap…

The deep sound of gunshots continued on and on, rising and falling, once this side fell silent, the other side would ring out again.

The grass was battered up by the storm of interweaving bullets, some places had even lit up in flames, emitting black smoke.

"Split up and attack, try to keep them occupied."

A deep and powerful voice came from behind the soldiers manning the guns.

"Yes."

The gunshots stopped, and the soldiers split up into groups of five, scattering into several small teams and spanning out in all directions.

The commander had short white hair, and wore a slim-fitting black coat, his expression was cold, his eyes hidden under his slightly-black triangular sunglasses.

He had a strong body and a cold, calm aura, as though he was an icy-cold stone pillar standing on the spot, unbreakable, unmovable.

He was Garen’s most trusted helper other than Baldy, Jay Bencott.