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"The bull retreats, and I'll be the sharpener in the next round."

Gong Jian stood in the middle of the passage, looked at the enemy team on the opposite side, and slowly said this sentence.

The bull shouted at that time, "Captain, I'm fine." ”

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

Gong Jian, as the captain, has always behaved very democratically before.

But in this situation, let's go to special democracy, Lao Tzu is a dictatorship, who dares to disobey orders and kick out of the ranks directly.

The brute opened his mouth and did not dare to speak again.

It's not that he confessed.

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

These hands were cut off, but secondary.

As soon as he was the sharpener, the enemy broke through his defenses, and the whole team would be completely disintegrated.

Li Nannan never spoke.

He also has to conserve his stamina and act as the finale of the team.

The desperate advance just now only brought less than one-tenth of the enemy's casualties.

The battle will get harder and harder, and someone will fall at any moment.

He has to make a move at a critical moment.

"Hurry up and replenish your strength, the enemy won't give us too long."

As Captain Gong Jian spoke, he tore open a bag of compressed biscuits, forcibly suppressed all the nausea, and tried to eat it.

Even if you want to spit it out after two bites, you still swallow it with a big gulp.

As if to verify what he said.

There was a commotion in the front of the enemy ranks, and then a skinny guy came through between two bulletproof steel plates blocking the road.

The man looked at the severed limbs all over the ground with a pale face, raised the loudspeaker with one hand tremblingly, and shouted loudly: "Dear Huaxia soldiers, we solemnly declare to you once again that as long as you lay down your arms, we will never do anything to harm you." Please stop this senseless resistance, our patience is limited, and it is absolutely impossible to always use cold weapons to do with you-"

"Bang!"

A gunshot interrupted the man's words.

The bullet penetrated the opponent's head with unmistakable accuracy, the loudspeaker hit the ground, and the person was turned into a corpse.

The gun was given to Little Sheep by Gong Jian.

The man was killed by the little sheep pulling the trigger casually.

The Dragons don't bother to talk to the Flame Man.

They are here to save the hostages, not to raise their hands and surrender and turn themselves into hostages, causing more trouble.

Fight or die.

There is no third way to go.

With the kid who came to recruit An, he turned into a corpse.

The leader of the Flame Order, who was sitting in the rear, was also furious.

Ginsted, the current leader of the European Flame Organization, is also the only surviving descendant of the humane radical who condemned the Valley of Flames thousands of years ago.

Researching and creating snow monsters, cultivating fake Xuanyuan King puppets, exploring the secrets of Huaxia Flame Valley, and so on, all kinds of actions are done through his hands.

After this battle, the snow monster was completely gone.

Yesterday, he also got the exact news that the fake Xuanyuan King, codenamed "Tanuki", who had been cultivated with great difficulty in the organization, also died in Huaxia.

Seeing the birth of the Dark Calamity, the Valley of Flames is about to take action.

But here he was killed, but he suffered an unimaginable catastrophe.

If you really want to regain enough strength to impact the Flame Valley, it will take ten years to recuperate, to say the least.

But the real Valley of Flames, how could they wait for ten years.

It is conceivable that the European Flame Organization's millennial dream of development will be completely destroyed in his hands.

Every time he thought about this, King was eager to kill all those who opposed him and drink their blood.

However, when he heard the "dragon groan" coming from the deepest part of the base, all the resentment was gone.

Yes, just excited.

Uncontrollable excitement.

The six Dao Masters under the Xuanyuan Throne in the Flame Valley are the ones who know the secrets of the Xuanyuan King the most.

At the beginning, the defected Shura Dao and the Animal Dao had descendants to learn the art of Xuanmen, but it was the Ham human trafficker organization with the humane token that had already forgotten who the ancestors were.

As a humanist radical who is opposed to Ham, of course, he will not be like them, abandoning the traditional virtues brought out from China, no, it is a good inheritance.

Therefore, Jin Side must be a master who has learned the art of Xuanmen.

He also knew very well that the Dark Calamity had been born.

But he never expected that the Dark Calamity would appear in his base and be besieged by his men.

As long as he catches the Dark Calamity, even King Xuanyuan, who is terrified by his ancestors, must bow his head and listen to his arrangement.

Seeing that the messenger sent out, he was killed before he finished speaking.

Kingsted was extremely annoyed.

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

Completely ignoring the dissuasion of his subordinates, Jin Side waved his hand and gave an order: "Send the death squad." ”

The death squad has always been a collective term for the kind of guy who doesn't even care about his life in order to complete a mission.

Li Nannan prefers to refer to such people as dead soldiers.

Since leaving Babai at the age of fourteen and becoming self-reliant, Li Nannan has never lacked contact with the dead.

In his impression, the dead soldiers, the dead soldiers, even if they die, they can't do anything, they are all useless waste.

Pity.

The dead soldiers of the Flame Organization don't seem to be like the ones Boss Li had encountered before, they are generally wastewood.

Three minutes after Kingsted gave the order, a group of men in plate armor and covered steel helmets walked out of the enemy ranks.

There were fifty people in this group, and their whole bodies were tightly wrapped.

With their appearance, the large force of the Flame Organization withdrew more than ten meters back, waiting for the battle.

"Here, get ready for battle!"

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

Actually, there really doesn't need to say much.

No matter what comes out of the enemy camp on the other side, even if it's a group of bikini girls, it's the same for them.

Kill all the enemies and win.

Since they are all relative to life and death, why should they care what equipment Suomian has passed on to people and what kind of troops they belong to.

"Kill!"

Captain Gong Jian roared angrily.

Li Nannan, Manniu, and Little Sheep immediately responded: "Kill!" ”

Fifty guys who protected themselves to the teeth, not one with a weapon in their hands.

It is impossible for them to pose any threat to the lives of Li Nannan and others, but they can use their own lives to eliminate all threats.

These people rushed forward regardless of it, even if the first person was kicked by Captain Gong Jian, bringing down several companions.

The people on both sides also ignored it at all, rushed up, and went directly to hug Gong Jian's thigh.

Kick one away, come two.

Kick away a pair, and four people pounce back.

Captain Gong Jian opened his bow left and right with his legs, and even jumped more than a meter high on the spot, directly stepping on the heads of these guys and rushing forward, but he was still invincible with two fists and four hands.

The two flame dead soldiers who had been trampled on broken necks finally hugged Gong Jian's legs before they died.

Perhaps in the minds of these dead soldiers, as long as they hold the legs of others, it is enough for the companions behind them to crush the guys who can't move.

But they still underestimated the Longteng team members and the Huaxia special forces.

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

But his hands can still move, and anyone who wants to pounce on him will be thrown to the side by him with a thousand pounds.

On either side, there were Li Nannan and Manniu, who stabbed the military thorns in their hands into the necks of the dead soldiers, helmets and clothes with unmistakable accuracy.

In the back, there was a little sheep who turned around, raised the gun in his hand, and fired the bullets from various angles, reducing the pressure on Captain Gong Jian.

The Flame Order's large forces are there.

Kingsted had already come down from the upper floor, standing on the stairs, observing the battle on this side.

He felt that as soon as the death squad was launched, there was no problem that could not be solved.

However, things did not go in the direction he had expected.

Fifty dead soldiers, seven seven or eight who were already dead, failed to force the other party to take a step back.

Especially when Gong Jian threw off the corpse under his feet, and Li Sheng roared and rushed forward, the people of the death squad were also afraid of death and retreated.

"Rubbish, a bunch of rubbish! Everybody gave me up, squeezed with my body, squeezed with my life, squeezed them back for me, squeezed into the innermost corner. I don't believe that the five of them can hold back a thousand of us. ”

Kingsted deserves to be the leader.

To command on the spot is to be able to make the most correct decision.

They obviously have nearly 1,000 people here, why do they give up the advantage of "more people and more power".

Just go and squeeze all the four or five people into the corner, so that they don't even have room to use their weapons to attack.

With this order given.

At the front of the line, the members of the Flame with bulletproof steel plates in their hands, regardless of whether there were any of their own people in front of them, raised their hands and rushed forward.

In just a distance of more than ten meters, it is a blink of an eye.

Those members of the death squad who were still alive had already been frightened by Gong Jian, and they hesitated and did not dare to step forward.

But now, she was pushed by her own people behind her, and she rushed forward and directly used her whole body to collide.

If this really collides together, let alone Gong Jian as a sharp edge, whoever comes will be impacted back, so that all the previous efforts will be in vain.

"Captain, come with me!"

At the last moment, Li Nannan, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally broke out.

The remnant soul army thorn in his hand was withdrawn, and he directly turned around Gong Jian, exerting all his strength, and rushed back towards the large army of flames.

"Click".

The daredevils who were hit head-on by Li Nannan had bones broken from their ribs to their spine.

The blood spurted out stained Li Nannan's head and face red, but he didn't care about it at all, he just continued to rush forward, slamming left and right.

When someone tried to stop him, he smashed his head into the other's forehead.

If someone wants to hold him, he will directly grab the other party in his hands, use it as a weapon, and use the enemy's body to reopen a way to survive.

The surrounding gore was getting thicker and thicker.

Li Nannan's blood gradually boiled.

Until a certain moment, I don't know which frightened little minion, forgot the order to catch the live mouth, and saw Li Nannan rushing over, raising his hand is a shot.

The gunfire in the chaotic battle was extremely clear, and Li Nannan could have easily dodged.

But if he dodges, Professor Zhang, who is protected behind him, will not have to live.

There is no other way but to avoid the point.

It was this dodge that made his momentum disappear.

As soon as his figure was crooked, five or six people rushed straight up and pressed him down.

Without the sharp team, the formation is completely chaotic.

The regrouped members of the Flame rushed up from both sides and completely surrounded Gong Jian and the others.

People crowd people, people go to people.

The closest enemy to them, who had long since turned into corpses, was squeezed by their companions behind them, and they always stood tall.

A white-knuckle battle has been fought so far, and it seems that the winner is completely separated.

But a roar like a dragon's roar erupted, reversing success or failure again.