Chapter 499: Digging, Digging, Digging in a Tiny Shithole

Bang, bang, bang! Gunfire and explosions tore through the village from every direction. A subordinate snapped his head toward Lane Weedy, panic written all over his face. "Captain, what do we do?" Lane Weedy drew a hard breath and forced himself calm. "All three roads into the village are sealed. The road behind us has no guards, but it's a trap. We can't take it." Everyone stared. "A trap?" Lane Weedy nodded. "You still don't see it? They're surrounding us on three sides and leaving one opening....