"Huh?"

The mafia members apparently did not react, behind them?

"Grandchildren, give death to your grandfather!"

The sweet potato carried a handful of Gatling and vented his unhappiness.

The mafia did not have the slightest defense against the back, and dozens of people were killed and wounded at one time.

"Try the grandfathers' secret burgers!"

The sweet potato grabbed a round ball the size of an apple and threw it over, and a puff of yellow gas began to permeate the air, stinking to death.

"Gott~"

Everyone in the mafia was in a trance, and most of them lost their resistance and squatted on the ground and vomited.

This is researched by Lu Meng, who uses a variety of chemicals to fuse to produce a gas that is even more excessive than a weasel's fart, which is known as a stench.

In his words, I don't beat you, I will disgust you.

"Ah Mao, tell everyone to bring gas masks, rush in, can be killed or not captured, the safety of the brothers first!"

Lin Fan saw the action of the sweet potato, and the plan was already half successful.

The godfather sat in the command room rubbing his temples, which was a wrong step and a loss.

"All members, close your sense of smell, quick!" the godfather ordered.

The mafia also reacted and immediately did so!

The distance of 100 meters flashed by, and Ah Mao quickly advanced in front of the mafia.

Suddenly rushed out of the crowd on the other side, and a person ran towards Ah Mao.

"Shoot!" Mao immediately ordered.

The man was instantly beaten into a hornet's nest, and the things in his hands were thrown out.

", **, retreat!" Ah Mao shouted quickly.

However, it was already too late, and the ** exploded when it landed, and even if there was a turtle guarding the sky, everyone was seriously damaged.

All this is just the beginning, and some people on the mafia side have rushed out one after another, with the determination to die, and inflict heavy damage on the sky.

Soon Ah Mao retreated to the safe zone, where the other party ** couldn't leave it.

The sweet potato side is almost out of bullets.

"Hey, sweet potato, get out of the way!" Tru shouted in horror and rushed over and kicked the sweet potato over.

"What are you doing?" the sweet potato was a little confused.

"He saved your life, retreat, there are snipers on the other side!" Lin Fan saw the scene just now.

Just as Tru kicked the sweet potato away, a 10mm large-caliber bullet whistled by.

How did Tru find out? Lin Fan wondered.

If the other party was not targeting Lin Fan, Lin Fan would not be able to react for a while.

"Sniper No. 008, can you determine the position of the opponent. ”

"Sure, aiming!"

Then Lin Fan heard a muffled sound of 'poof'.

"Target killed!"

"Okay, continue to lurk, pay attention to the other party's snipers, and cover the retreat of Tru Sweet Potato!"

"Ah Mao, harass, if the other party pursues, evacuate to the southeast two hundred and sixty degrees, and if the other party retreats, we will beat the water dogs, and give me your secret weapon to use!" Lin Fan ordered.

"Understood, brothers, bring up the sunglasses, *** give me a whole shot, and the electromagnetic cannon will also be fired!" Ah Mao called excitedly.

One by one, the night sky is lit up, just like day.

Ah Mao took out an electromagnetic cannon and bombarded it, silently and colorlessly.

The mafia only felt that their heads were slammed by a hammer, buzzing, their whole bodies became uncoordinated, and some fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

"Flying Eagles, prepare for an air strike!"

The godfather ordered, and dozens of people with ** hands and full armor flew into the sky.

Flying machines are worthy of being the big valve of inverted weapons, Lin Fan sighed.

"Ah Mao, the other party is about to launch an air attack, defense!"

Everyone collectively propped up the shield, and one by one, the hands ** fell from the air, and the turtle guard cracked a little in the dense explosion.

"Brother Fan, it's a little unstoppable!"

"Fight and retreat, the gunner prepares, install the tracking gun!

Mosaic with two groups frantically assembled.

"Old Ma, are you alright?" asked Mao.

"Come on, hold on!"

There were constantly people in the field who couldn't stand such an impact and vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Brothers, hold on, are you willing to give up your wife at home, and if you give up, there will be nothing!" Ah Mao inspired everyone.

"Damn, my wife is like a wolf and a tiger, and I'm really a little reluctant!"

One of the members who vomited blood and fell to the ground stood up with gritted teeth and forcibly contributed the last shred of true qi.

"Lao Tzu's mother and fetus are single, I haven't tried anything else except my hands, I must try it when I go back this time!"

Everyone said it very frankly, but the tragic and desolate atmosphere was the tears of the hearers and the sadness of the watchers.

"Brothers, come on, I'll treat you when you go back, and I'll take you to a one-stop service!" Lin Fan was also driven by this atmosphere, and he felt something.

"Okay, everyone, work hard, we want to live!"

"Alive!"

Everyone spoke in unison, and a belief supported them not to fall!

"The target is locked, the body size is 1.85 meters, the flight speed is 300 meters per second, the air resistance is 3 Pa, and the southwest wind direction..."

There was a burst of electric sound, and everyone knew that this was the installation of the tracking gun.

"The prediction is complete, please confirm the goal!"

"Confirmed, fuck me!"

Mosaic clicked the confirmation button, a tongue of fire sprayed, and the bones of a member of the Flying Eagle Group in the air were directly bombed.

"We're locking on to the next target, size..."

In just two minutes, the other party was killed seven people.

"Flying Eagle Group, withdraw!" the godfather ordered again, he didn't expect Lin Fan to have such a thing.

The people who cut the sky could no longer support it and fell to the ground.

"Tru sweet potato, rescue the wounded and flee, two hundred and sixty degrees southeast of the direction!"

At this moment, sweet potatoes and others had already come around from the side, each of them with one on one side and one on their backs, and fled frantically.

"Godfather, they fled, all the remnants of the defeated army, did they pursue?" someone asked.

"Don't pursue, the other side has a thousand people, there are only about seven hundred here, and there may be traps in the future, and the number of casualties will be counted in the battle. ”

The godfather was very calm, and he had no choice but to redefine Lin Fan.

How did the other party know about their traps? And their weapons are really advanced, enough to compete with us, what is the origin of this Lin Fan?

"Godfather, the death toll is one hundred and eighty-nine, thirty-three are seriously injured, and three hundred and seventy-six are slightly injured at any time!"

A boss reports.

Thirty-five flags were 350 points, the prisoners were rescued with zero points, the other side determined that dozens of people died 10 points, and our side confirmed that the score was 360 points.

The opponent's fifteen flags are 150 points, plus the previous total of 194 people killed, the cumulative score is 344.

The difference between the two sides is sixteen points.

The godfather frowned.

"Seriously injured members stay in the field, take emergency measures to hang their lives!"

The Godfather has his plan, if the seriously injured are sent out, death will be counted, and the score will be overtaken, and they will fall into passivity.

Now that they are at least taking the initiative, Lin Fan's first raid has achieved miraculous results, and the next time they are prepared, it will not be like this.

On Fa Tian's side, Lin Fan also stared at the screen, which had real-time updated score data.

Suddenly, the score changed again, from three hundred and forty-four to three hundred and fifty-one, and the opponent lost seven people again.

Lin Fan knew that the back hand he had arranged had already worked, but the effect was not as good as expected.

The mafia here is already in shambles.

"All stand still, stay calm, scout, get out of the opponent's field of vision, sappers, demine!" the godfather commanded.

The small screen that Lin Fan was watching suddenly became pitch black, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly...