1803: C1803 Fighting

C1803 Fighting

"Barbarian Cow, retreat. I'll be the vanguard in the next round."

Gong Jian said slowly while standing in the middle of the passage and looking at the endless enemy line.

The Barbaric Cow immediately shouted, "Captain, I'm fine."

"I don't care if you're fine, this is my order!"

As the captain, Gong Jian had always been very democratic.

But in this situation, what the f * ck democracy. I am a dictator, who would dare disobey my orders and kick me out of the line.

The Barbarian Cow opened its mouth and didn't dare to say another word.

It wasn't that he was scared.

But he himself also clearly knew that the pain in his arms made it difficult for him to unleash the strength he should have.

His hands had been chopped off, but this was secondary.

Once he became the vanguard, the enemy would break through his line of defense, and the whole team would fall apart.

Lee Nanfang didn't say anything.

He also wanted to conserve his physical strength and act as the team's last resort.

Even though he had desperately advanced just now, it had only resulted in less than a tenth of the enemy's casualties.

The battle would only get tougher and tougher. There would be people who could fall at any moment.

He could only act at a critical moment.

"Let's hurry up and replenish our strength. The enemies won't give us too much time."

As Leader Gong Jian said this, he tore open a bag of compressed biscuits and tried his best to eat it while suppressing all the disgust in his heart.

Even though he wanted to vomit after taking two bites, he still gulped down the water in big gulps.

As if to verify what he had said.

There was a commotion in front of the group of enemies, and then a skinny guy came crawling through the two bulletproof steel plates blocking the road.

His face was ashen as he looked at the broken limbs on the ground. With a trembling hand, he raised his loudspeaker and shouted, "Respected Chinese soldier, we solemnly declare once again that as long as you put down your weapon, we will not do anything to harm you. "Please do not resist in such a senseless manner. Our patience is limited, we will never be able to keep using cold weapons with you …"

"Bam!"

A gunshot cut off that man's words.

The bullet accurately penetrated the man's head, the horn fell to the ground, and the man turned into a corpse.

Gong Jian gave the gun to the little sheep.

Little Sheep pulled the trigger and killed him.

The members of Soaring Dragon simply could not be bothered to converse with the people from Raging Flames.

They were here to save the hostages, not to raise their hands and surrender so that they could become hostages and cause more trouble.

He would either fight or die.

There was no third option.

With the arrival of the boy, he had turned into a corpse.

The Flame Group leader who was sitting in the formation behind them was also enraged.

Jin Side, the leader of the contemporary European Flame Group, was also the only surviving direct descendant of the humanistic radicals who had obtained Flame Valley a thousand years ago.

He researched and created Snow Monster s, nurtured fake King Xuanyuan puppets, probed into the secrets of China's Flame Valley, etc.

After this battle, the Snow Monster were all gone.

Yesterday, he got the news that the fake "leopard cat" King Xuanyuan, whom the organization managed to cultivate with great difficulty, also died in China.

Seeing Dark Bane appear, Flame Valley began to take action immediately.

And here, he had encountered an unimaginable calamity.

If he really wanted to regain enough strength to attack Flame Valley, it would at least take ten years of rest.

But how could the true Flame Valley wait ten years for them?

It could be imagined that his dream of a thousand years of development of the European Flame Group would be completely destroyed in his hands.

Thinking about this, Jin Side couldn't wait to kill everyone that was against him and drink their blood dry.

However, when he heard the "Dragon Roar" coming from the deepest part of the base, all his resentment vanished.

There was only excitement.

An irrepressible excitement.

The sixth dao master of Flame Valley, King Xuanyuan, was the person who knew King Xuanyuan's secret the best.

Back then, those who escaped with their Shura Tao and those who followed the b * stard path all had descendants that studied the arts, but it was the Hamm the Traitor's Guild who took the Humanoid Token that had long forgotten all who the Old Ancestor was.

As people who opposed Hamm, of course, they wouldn't give up on the traditional virtue they brought from China. No, it was a good inheritance.

Therefore, Jin Side must be an expert who had learned the arts of Profound Sect.

He clearly knew that Dark Bane had been born.

But he never would have thought that Dark Bane would appear in his base and be surrounded by his men.

As long as they caught Dark Bane, even King Xuanyuan, who was extremely afraid of his ancestors, would have to listen to his orders obediently.

Seeing the envoy sent out, he was killed before he could even finish his words.

Jin Side was extremely angry.

But the hope of capturing Dark Bane alive suppressed all of his other emotions.

Ignoring the dissuasion of his men, Jack gave the order with a wave of his hand: "Send the death squadron."

The death squads were the collective name of those who did not care about their lives in order to complete a quest.

Lee Nanfang preferred to call these people Death Soldiers.

Ever since he left eight hundred years ago and started being self-reliant, Lee Nanfang had never been lacking in contacts with Death Soldiers.

In his impression, Death Soldiers and Death Soldiers would not be able to accomplish anything even if they died. They were all useless trash.

What a pity.

Death Soldiers with Flame Group were not like the ones that Boss Lee had met before, they were trash.

The third minute after Jin Side gave the order, a group of guys wearing plate armor and steel helmets walked out from the enemy's group.

This group of people consisted of fifty people, and they were all completely wrapped up.

Following their appearance, the large group of Flame Group withdrew more than a dozen meters, preparing for battle.

"They're here, prepare for battle!"

Leader Gong Jian didn't say anything unnecessary and directly stood in the middle of the passage, turning into a sharp blade to deal with the new enemies.

Actually, there was no need to say anything more.

No matter what came from the enemy camp, even if they were a bunch of bikini girls, it would be the same for them.

Only by killing all the enemies would they be victorious.

Since it was a matter of life and death, why care about what equipment the enemy passed down to them and what kind of troops they belonged to?

"Kill!"

Leader Gong Jian roared.

Lee Nanfang, Barbarian Cow, and Little Sheep immediately responded: "Kill!"

None of the fifty men who protected themselves to their teeth had weapons in their hands.

They could not pose any threat to Lee Nanfang and the others, but they could use their own lives to eliminate all threats.

This group of people rushed forward recklessly, even though the one in front was kicked away by Leader Gong Jian and had several of his comrades with him.

The people on both sides of the road ignored him and rushed forward to hug Gong Jian's leg.

Kick away one, then give me two.

After kicking away a pair, the four of them pounced over.

Leader Gong Jian jumped up a meter or so and directly stepped on the heads of these guys. However, he was still unable to fight back with his fists.

The two Raging Flames Death Soldiers, whose necks had been broken, finally hugged Gong Jian's legs before they died.

Perhaps in the minds of these Death Soldiers, as long as they held onto the legs of others, it would be enough for their companions behind them to firmly suppress the immobile guy.

However, they still underestimated the members of the Soaring Dragon Squad and the Chinese Special Forces.

Gong Jian really didn't have much strength left, dragging the two dead men forward.

However, his hands could still move. Any guy who wanted to pounce on him would be thrown to the side by him using a simple method.

On both sides, Lee Nanfang and the Barbaric Cow accurately stabbed the Military Thorn in their hands into the necks of those Death Soldiers. Their helmets and clothes were connected to the gap in the neck.

At the back, there were even some sheep that turned around to face Leader Gong Jian. They raised their guns and fired from all angles to ease Leader Gong Jian's pressure.

Over at the Flame Group Army's side.

Jin Side had already walked down from the top floor and was standing on the stairs to observe the situation.

He felt that there were no problems that couldn't be solved once the death squads went on.

However, things did not go as he had planned.

Out of the fifty death warriors, most of them were already dead. However, they hadn't been able to force their opponent to retreat even a single step.

Especially Gong Jian, who threw off the corpses at his feet. When Li Sheng screamed and rushed forward, the people from the death squad were also scared to death and retreated.

"Trash, a bunch of trash!" All of you, get on me, squeeze with your bodies, squeeze with your lives, push them back to the innermost corner of the room. I don't believe that the five of them can stop over a thousand of us. "

Jin Side was indeed the leader.

Command before battle meant that the person was able to make the most accurate decision.

They clearly had close to a thousand people here, so why did they give up the advantage of having more people and more strength?

He directly forced his way through, pushing the four to five people into a corner, so that they didn't even have the space to attack with their weapons.

Following this order.

At the front of the group, the Raging Flames with bulletproof steel plates were charging forward, holding up their weapons, regardless of whether there were still people in front of them or not.

Within the blink of an eye, the ten-meter distance was covered.

Those members of the death squad who were still alive had already been scared out of their wits by Gong Jian. They hesitated and didn't dare to step forward.

But now, he was pushed forward by his own people, using his entire body to crash into the enemy.

If they were to really clash head on, no matter who it was, not to mention Gong Jian, it would be a waste of all his efforts.

"Captain, come with me!"

At the critical moment, Lee Nanfang, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally exploded.

The remnant soul Military Thorn in his hand was withdrawn, he immediately turned around and passed by Gong Jian, and with all his strength, he charged back towards the large group of Raging Flames.

'Kacha! 'a cracking sound was heard.

The members that were attacked by Lee Nanfang had bones that went from their ribs to their spine.

The blood that spurted out dyed Lee Nanfang's face red. However, he did not care about that at all. He just continued charging forward and knocking his head from left to right.

If someone tried to stop him, he would use his own head to smash apart that person's frontal bone.

If someone wanted to hug him, he would directly grab onto that person and use him as a weapon. Then, he would use the enemy's body to open up a path for him to survive.

The smell of blood in the surrounding became stronger and stronger.

Lee Nanfang's blood was boiling.

At a certain moment, who knew which small fry was so scared that they forgot to grab him alive. Seeing Lee Nanfang rushing over, they raised their hands and shot.

The gunshots in the chaotic battle were so clear that Lee Nanfang could have easily dodged them.

However, if he dodged it, Prof. Zhang, who was protected behind him, wouldn't have to live.

There was no other way but to avoid the crucial point.

It was this movement that made his momentum disappear.0

Five or six people pounced on him as his body slanted to the side, pressing him down firmly.

The formation became a complete mess without the sharpness of the troops.

The rallying fire members charged up from both sides, completely surrounding Gong Jian and the others.

People squeezed, people got close.

The enemy closest to them had long since turned into a corpse, but they were still pressed down by their comrades behind them.

The outcome of this battle seemed to have been decided completely.

However, a sound like a dragon's roar could be heard, causing the success or failure once again to be reversed.

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