In the darkness, Luo Zheng knew he was surrounded, and staying would mean certain death. Shooting from under the eaves was somewhat better, but not safe, as there was no cover in the rainy alley, which made it easier to be struck by lightning. Discarding his gun was undoubtedly the best choice. The nearby lights had been shattered, and a short circuit caused a widespread blackout, making visibility extremely low. Luo Zheng decisively chose to strike, tossing his gun aside and taking the lead to move forward.
Everyone discarded their guns and picked up bows and arrows to walk under the torrential rain. A cold murderous aura surged into the sky. They were resolved to risk it all, death was nothing to fear now. Perhaps sensing everyone's fighting spirit, Elder Ma babbled a few words. Two people ran to cover the rear, while he led one other to clear the path ahead. With eyes like they had night vision, they drew bows and loosed arrows, and screams of agony kept erupting in the dark.