Chapter 342: Casarena So Daring?!_2

"Charge! Charge! Charge! Kill them all!!" The company commander of the Fourth Battalion led his men charging toward the barracks.

The sound of gunfire in Morelia sent the civilians into a state of panic.

Frantically hiding.

There were also some who were brave, standing on distant rooftops with binoculars watching the explosions far away.

"The fight has started, the fight has started," said a young man about 18 years old, excitedly.

"Let me see," said his much younger brother, quickly demanding, scratching his head in urgency, "Who? The Northern Army? Or is it a drug trafficker turf war?"

"With this firepower, it must be the Northern Army!"

"Oh yeah!" His brother raised his hands and cheered, taking off his shirt to wear it inside out, with the words: Long Live Victor!

"I'll go get the Northern Army alliance flag."

Some people detested Victor, but naturally, there were those who would offer all they had to welcome the Royal Army!