Chapter 107: Deciding a Final Battle

Several minutes later, only a handful of Police Station members remained behind to cover the retreat, their ammunition completely depleted.

"It's over!"

Alex chuckled coldly.

He stepped out of the armored vehicle and put away his gear.

Now, he was not in a good mood.

Sheriff and the others had been gone for so long; he didn't know if he could catch up with them later.

Seeing that there was no way out, the remaining unlucky individuals looked despairing.

After exchanging glances, they took out cold weapons, shouted loudly, and rushed forward.

Alex snorted.

He wouldn't be like those idiots on TV who, upon seeing the opponent wielding a big machete, also use one themselves.

He directly pulled out his AK47 and opened fire.

After emptying a magazine, the only one left standing on the other side was the last muscular man.

The barrel of the AK47 pressed against his chest as Alex chuckled lightly.