Da-da-da, thump-thump!

A succession of artillery fire rang out.

Izawa also had a lot of combat experience, and ordered five vehicles, fifty meters apart, to pull away with the help of the terrain and maneuver around the enemy.

Some people lurked in the grass and operated machine guns, while others climbed trees and carried sniper rifles, and the formation was very standard.

However, in the face of the sheer number of enemies, they can only be beaten, and it is difficult to take a step forward.

Four minutes later, the enemy's encirclement was already less than two hundred meters away from them, trapping them firmly in the middle.

"The enemy's firepower is too strong, and our counterattack is equivalent to tickling, what should we do?"

Good luck leaned on the back of the armored car, his thighs and arms had been grazed by shrapnel, and blood was dripping from his snow-white skin.

"What else can I do, fight!"

Izawa pursed his lips, although his words were full of manliness, his confidence was quite weak, even if he had pretending to be B in his bones, he couldn't pretend to be now, and the difference in strength was too great.

"Damn it!" Good Luck scolded angrily.

Who would have thought that as soon as they joined the legendary Nighthawk Legion, they would face a dead end.

As a famous female warrior in Europe, she is not afraid of death.

However, neither she nor her sisters wanted to die in vain without winning a battle.

It's too aggrieved and too unwilling.

"Where's the Pippi Shrimp Squad?"

Good luck suddenly found that since the battle began, the five men had not been seen.

"Ran away! A group of rookies who can't get on the table, weak feet! ”

Izawa spat out.

If you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates, if this group of people are as good as yourself, there may be hope for this battle.

I just sigh that the level of my teammates is too low, and I can't take it at all!

"Surrender the enemy without killing, immediately lay down your weapons and return to Lord Red Flame!"

The figure of the blade stood proudly on the trunk of the tree, and the battle had reached this level, and there was no suspense at all.

"I'm a wagging tail-wagging lackey, grandpa's life is not something a small character like you can take away!" Izawa slapped his swollen face and filled the fat man, and the machine gun in his hand clicked and strafed.

"The rabble, it's ridiculous that you also want to rebel against the sky?" Blade scoffed, and his men immediately responded with rockets.

With a bang, the turf of the two armored vehicles hit accurately and exploded.

Ize's figure was soaring, and he was able to escape the catastrophe.

"It's just a scumbag with a quick tongue, no Nighthawk Legion, not a single one can fight, annihilate them!"

Blade is extremely dismissive and has lost interest in playing.

The Flame Squad and Ize's men were surrounded in the middle, this was a dead end, and there was no chance of survival.

Looking at the countless enemies, they rose up with a kind of pain that they had the intention to kill the thief and were powerless to return to the sky.

"None of them can fight? What about me! ”

A majestic voice sounded leisurely from the trunk of a tree a hundred meters away.

At this moment, the artillery fire has stopped, and it is a tragic moment for everyone to accept the fate that has befallen them.

But for some reason, hearing this majestic voice full of pride and curiosity, everyone was stunned and turned their heads to look.

Including the arrogant blade, they couldn't help but widen their eyes.

It was a voice that he was familiar with, a familiarity rooted in the depths of his soul, a demonic roar that had terrified him and kept him awake at night.

"You, you...... How could it be you? ”

Blade staggered back and almost crashed into the tree behind him, and his panicked appearance made everyone curious.

"He seems to be afraid of Pippi shrimp? What a situation! ”

Good luck and beautiful eyes are wide open, and I really don't understand what this is all about.

"Could it be that the two of them once had an unknown underground relationship?"

Izawa rubbed his chin, and could only come up with the answer to this bloody dog.

"Lord Blade, who is he, and why are you so excited?" One of his subordinates was puzzled.

"He—he's a dragon thorn!"

Blade's eyes were red, his voice fell, and he shouted again: "All the men and horses, attack with all your might, the night is coming!" ”

The voice was full of vigilance, fear, and all-out color.

The word dark night is very strange to the people of Tomahawk.

However, for the Red Flame Centaurs of Feilu, this is a never-ending nightmare, representing the judgment of the Grim Reaper.

"Dark ......" Izawa's mouth couldn't close.

"Night ......" good luck and beautiful eyes flashed with a strange luster.

Even the four sisters on the side were all pounding their hearts.

Are they the night?

How could they be dark nights?

Recognize the wrong person!

"Fight back!"

Brother Feng suddenly carried a bazooka on his shoulder, two simple words, but it evoked the figures of the brothers in four directions a hundred meters away.

"Chickens and dogs don't stay!"

Brother Feng gritted his teeth, and a rocket exploded, aiming at an armored car below.

The roof of this improvised armored vehicle is the most vulnerable point of the steel plate, on which rockets are fired accurately.

There was a boom, a deafening explosion.

The rockets passed through the armored vehicle and ignited the munitions inside, affecting the enemy within 10 meters.

"Let's go on a killing spree!"

Tarzan stood at nine o'clock, shouldered two bazookas, swishing twice, aimed at two armored vehicles that were close to each other, without exception, destroying, crushing, and in the sound of explosions, announcing the dawn of night.

"I can finally face the audience with a handsome side, I like it so much!"

The baron's long hair fluttered in the wind, and grenades and grenades rained down from the sky, more exaggerated and shocking than precision-guided rockets.

"Let's eat candy!"

The monkey was in the direction of three o'clock, with a bullet on his shoulder and a heavy machine gun in his hand, like a rain god, raining down on the earth and the people below.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and wails were everywhere.

Long before the war began, Brother Feng and the five of them had already taken the equipment they needed, found the most powerful position, and prepared to launch a surprise attack.

As the legendary squad of the underworld, as five strong men standing at the top of the human pyramid, their appearance must be shocking, and they must be the existence that turns the tide.

At this moment, more than 100 enemies fell one after another, vividly composing their legends.

The night will never die, and the legend will continue.

No, it's another orgasm!

"It's so strong!"

"So handsome!"

"Good man!"

A few girls from the Flame Squad clasped their hands in front of them, and their eyes were full of the beautiful spring color of peach blossoms.

All the previous disdain, ridicule, and contempt were all in vain with the vast momentum of the king's arrival at this moment.

It's shocking, is this the Night Squad?

It was so low-key before, but now it is so flavorful.

As soon as he appeared, he was shocked.

How can there be such a powerful man in the world, no, it's a male god!

I really want to get them to sign it.

"It seems that it was not you who saved me, but the dark night who saved us!"

The good luck devilish ketone body stood up, and the extremely swollen peak in his chest seemed to tremble for no reason because of excitement.

Her heart was completely impetuous and wild, and she finally met the legendary Night Squad, and she still got along day and night along the way.

Looking back on the bits and pieces of the past few days, Good Luck suddenly found that there were many details that I had overlooked.

I'm so stupid, how can I not see that they are pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, they are clearly dazzling, but they deliberately hide the brilliance on their bodies.

But she understands that this brilliance can't be concealed after all, and it is destined to bloom at this moment.

"Grandma is a bear, steal the limelight from today's talents, brothers, do it!"

Izawa shouted loudly, picked up his submachine gun, and quickly engaged the enemy.

Surprise attacks are the most terrifying and feared tactics of warfare.

The Five Night Brothers are well versed in this, and they are the culmination of this tactic, a generation of grandmasters.

"3, 2, 1, fireworks come on!"

Ghost Hand hid behind a big tree, watching the three off-road vehicles enter the minefield he had arranged in advance, and the detonator in his hand was lightly pressed, and the fireworks were even more brilliant at this moment.

The four of them are condescending, the ghost hands are ambushed on the ground, and the men and horses of the Tomahawk Gang are equivalent to live targets, and they can only be slaughtered.

"Dive!"

Brother Feng said a simple word through the walkie-talkie.

The four brothers had a heart in their hearts, and their figures suddenly jumped to the ground, walking like flying, changing directions.

Before the start of the battle, each of them chose at least five suitable locations to attack the enemy, and grasped the situation, terrain, and all trends of the battlefield.

They're not fighting, they're playing a game of difference.

"Is this a human being? It's the devil! ”

A small leader of the Tomahawk Gang howled sadly.

It's terrible, and it's hateful.

When did this group appear?

Why did he kill more than 100 brothers in seconds as soon as he made a move?

When their own centaurs reacted and tried to fight back, they disappeared again.

When you come, there is a gust of wind, and when you go, there are many ghosts.

Who can touch their traces?