From south to north, the straight road was littered with countless bodies, even the low houses on both sides, windowsills, doorways, and rooftops were covered with corpses.
Finally, Old Qin drove the vehicle to the end point, a slightly larger area, and turned the steering wheel all the way to the left to make a U-turn in place.
Third Uncle glanced around, took out the radio: "Old Bi, spread out and search, completely control this Oil City stronghold!"
"Alright." Old Bi quickly replied.
Actually, without Third Uncle's reminder, Old Bi had already started doing this with his team.
Now the entire Oil City stronghold was blown apart. Even before entering, Old Luo and their dozens of shells had already wiped out dozens of people, just now Third Uncle and his team urgently killed over a hundred more, leaving less than a hundred people in the Oil City stronghold now.
With Third Uncle and his team's chaotic slaughter earlier, others were scared out of their wits and fled hastily.
