"Drop your weapons, stand up on your own, don't think about running, my bullets don't have eyes."
Miao Lun shouted, his eyes wary as he watched the Indian soldiers. There were too many of them, if they really tried to run, Miao Lun couldn't kill them all, at least half would get away.
But the result astonished Miao Lun. On hearing this, the Indian soldiers didn't hesitate, they directly dropped all their weapons.
Rifles, rocket launchers, anti-tank missiles, heavy machine guns, anti-material sniper rifles...
The abundance of weapons showed that the Indian soldiers weren't without the means to fight back, but they decisively chose to surrender.
One by one, the Indian soldiers dropped their weapons, squatted on the ground with their hands on their heads, showing no intent to resist at all.
"Count off!"
Not sure who the smart ass was that suddenly shouted, but the Indian soldiers on the ground began to count off voluntarily.
