It was almost ten minutes, and Liao You saw the signal from the other teams.
So he called for everyone to get off the vehicle and get ready for the sprint.
Upon seeing Liao You and his team taking firearms out of the trunk of the car, Fan Ye felt envious.
He asked, "Could you also give us guns?"
They had had enough of chopping with knives, and they were still live streaming. Such barbaric hacking seriously damaged their dashing image.
Liao You shook his head, "No more, we don't even have enough for our people."
"Just use your own weapons for now. If we complete this support mission, I'll help you apply to the higher-ups to see."
These few people had joined for the first time today; they didn't quite understand the ropes, who knew if there might be problems.
What if they were given guns and suddenly turned them on their own team?
Moreover, there really weren't many guns to go around; they didn't even have enough for their own group.
