Gao Yi's idea had been to storm in alone, letting his companions on the plane cover him. Once they created some space, they would figure out a way to regroup and escape together.
But as the battle raged on, he discovered that the people on the plane were not just providing cover; they were crawling and tumbling down to actively join the offensive.
Who said mobility was necessary for an attack?
Although running wasn't an option, not to mention that even walking was difficult, the primary weapon in combat now was the gun. As long as they got off the plane and had a clear field of fire, it didn't matter if they couldn't reach a place; as long as the bullets could, that was enough.
So now Feng Biao was slaughtering left and right. Of course, while he was busy killing, he was also being fiercely shot at from all around.
"Damn..."
Feng Biao ended up riding atop Lin Xianghua, who was pinned down and unable to move, his gun not having fired a single shot.