Chapter 337: Knockoff Goods, Both Fierce and Cheap!

Engels led three paratroopers along a trail up the backside of a hillside, hearing the whizzing sound of machine guns.

And the shouts and curses of officers.

He suddenly felt something warm on his nose, and touching it, although he couldn't see clearly, the stickiness meant it was definitely bleeding!

He casually wiped it on his trouser leg, "Careem!"

A fierce-looking corporal, holding an M249 machine gun and wearing tactical glasses, bent over and came closer.

"You take Seir from the west side around," he said to the corporal, "Madison and I will attack from the right, the primary target is to blow up the machine-gun position!"

Corporal Careem nodded, just as he was getting up, hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Are you okay, Lieutenant?"

Engels was startled, then patted him on the shoulder.

"Come with me, Seir." Careem called out, leading another private first class towards the west side.