Chapter 328 Artillery Bombardment and Psychological Warfare

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At 9 PM.

At this time, the Ya Clan's patrol team was in the midst of changing shifts.

"This place is up to you now."

The fatigued Grey Dog yawned as usual, hoisted his rifle on his back, descended the stairs to board a raft, and headed to the outpost on the outskirts of Sector Four to change guard.

Life had not been easy for them recently.

It seemed that the New Alliance's airborne troops had made contact with the local guerrilla team, and the sound of gunfire in the eastern region was becoming more frequent.

He could clearly feel that the guerrillas' combat effectiveness and firepower had improved significantly compared to before.

Previously, those rats only dared to take potshots at them with pipe rifles, but now they had progressed to spraying bullets at them from windows with automatic rifles.

Some even started using rocket launchers…

It was impossible to guard against!