"Retreat, retreat, retreat."

Yuan Yi heard the other party shout.

After repelling the attack, Yuan Yi had an excited look on his face.

"Hahaha, you bastard."

"You think you can arrest me with this?"

"You may not know, but I'm a mobile arsenal."

"Whatever weapon you want, we have it."

Since the other party could no longer detect his life signal, he simply changed rooms.

Then he carried a missile launcher on his shoulder to the window.

He pointed directly at the crowd below and pressed the launch button.

With a "whoosh."

A shoulder-fired portable missile was launched.

"Missile, missile, missile."

"Hide, hide, hide."

The sniper on the high-rise building spotted the situation immediately and shouted it over the communicator.

However, his shouts were not proportional to the speed of the missile attack.

The words had barely left his mouth when the troops on the ground prepared to take cover.

A missile exploded right in the center.

With a loud "boom".

A large crater, five meters in diameter, appeared in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by wailing soldiers and severed limbs.

"Fuck."

The colonel, watching the situation from a high-rise building, immediately cursed.

"Get me heavy artillery; I want to raze this dormitory to the ground."

The colonel roared as he shouted into the walkie-talkie.

"Yes, sir."

"Troops retreat, artillery prepare."

There were cannons in District 51.

It wasn't in the warehouse, and Yuan Yi didn't take it away.

Moreover, the troops that came to provide support this time also included an artillery battalion.

"Prepare."

"emission."

In the distance, more than a dozen missiles, trailing plumes of flame, were seen attacking the dormitory building directly!