Staring at the aggressive eyes of the lions, the battle intent in the body burned like a raging fire, and the surging murderous aura was held in the body like a balloon full of air, unable to find an outlet for catharsis, almost making me explode.

Not only me, in the face of the provocation of the most ferocious beast in the world, everyone became extremely hideous, as if they would unfold their sharp fangs and claws at any time to tear apart everything in front of them, the surging fighting spirit prompted me to take a brave step forward, I was like a fierce beast, accepting the challenge of all creatures, I don't know where the courage came from, I actually wanted to rush out and tear apart the lions with my own hands.

Just when I couldn't help but explode, a big hand slapped heavily on the shoulder, and I turned around with a murderous face, only to see the wild lion shaking his head at me and saying, "Don't hurt them." ”

"Do you believe I can kill a ferocious lion with my bare hands?" I thought he would say don't do too much, but I didn't expect him to think that I have what it takes to fight a lion.

"Of course, because people are the most ferocious creatures in the world." With that, he walked towards the lion under my surprised gaze.

"I'm grass, are you dead?" If the lions pounce, we won't be able to save them.

The mad lion ignored me, took a few steps forward, took a full breath, and let out a thunderous roar at the lions, those kings of beasts stared at him deadly, as if they felt the same strong and unprovoked strong breath, they did not pounce, but they would not retreat because of the cry of a human, maybe this is the dignity of the king of beasts, would rather die in battle than retreat.

A moment later, several lions dragged away with the torn carcass of the wildebeest, and several sturdy lionesses weighing hundreds of pounds who confronted us also slowly turned around and walked away unhurriedly, turning back from time to time, as if warning us with wild and fierce eyes, not to act rashly, otherwise we will be torn apart like the wildebeest.

The fleeing wildebeest had already run into the distance, and under the deterrence of our fighting spirit and murderous aura, the lions also slowly retreated, and watching such a ferocious beast retreat in front of us, I felt my strength for the first time.

Looking at the refugees who had already been frightened and their legs weakened, I finally understood why we were called beasts, it was because of this bloody and courageous courage that even lions were afraid of, defeating fear again and again, defeating themselves again and again, this is the momentum that a soldier should have, or that sentence, we are wild, we are strong, we are fearless.

When everything was calm and we were on the road again, I felt my feet fluttering briskly, and I was still immersed in the feeling of being strong, and now I look at the people in those churches, and I feel that they are too small, too fragile, like a lion killing a wildebeest, only to be killed.

Somehow, I now hope that the rebels will catch up, so that I can show the strength of the strong, to put it bluntly, it is murderous, I need blood and corpses to calm the murderous aura in my chest.

Maybe God deliberately manipulated me because I didn't believe him, and I had just set off less than an hour before the rumbling of cars came from behind me, and from a distance, a cloud of smoke and dust was raised.

"Hell he's here." As soon as the words fell, two shells fell from the sky with a sharp whistle, and the enemy car began to launch an artillery attack before it stopped, but fortunately, the ballistics were not calibrated accurately, and the shells were over the top and fell on the grassland in the distance.

With two explosions, a scream rang out from the crowd, and everyone panicked, perhaps the war frightened them, and hearing the sound of artillery was like seeing a ghost.

When they found themselves running around uselessly, they all looked at us as if they were looking at God the Almighty, full of supplication, putting all their hopes on us, with eager eyes hoping that we would take them out of the war.

"Slote escorts the first team, the assassins escort the second team, you withdraw first, and the third team is responsible for covering." The captain began to give orders as soon as the cannon fell.

"Quick, retreat, everyone who doesn't want to die will follow me." I yelled at the men, turned and ran under the cover of the grass, and saw how frightened and afraid they were, and for a moment I wished to fire a shell that would kill them all, so that I could not fight my brothers.

Of course, this is just a catharsis of grievances, and if a shell does fall, I still have to try my best to save people, because that is my task.

It may be that I am in a conflict with God today, thinking about what to do, and thinking that things will come to an auspicious point is really inappropriate to use now, but the fact is that a cannonball successfully landed next to the crowd.

There was a boom, and the wave of air blew up a group of people, and suddenly the screams became one, seven or eight disciples were knocked to the ground, leaving a half-meter-deep crater on the ground, and the flying dirt fell all over the body, the guy who was closest to him, his left hand flew into the sky, the flesh and blood on the broken arm were blurred, and half of his body was wounded, and he couldn't survive.

Several nuns rushed over to look at the wounds, and their faces were at a loss and helpless.

The star reluctantly rushed to the front, took a brief look, and then turned around and shook his head at me.

"End his suffering!" I said coldly and beckoned the others to keep running.

Without hesitation, the star took out his pistol and pointed it at the man's head, but Archbishop Odin suddenly rushed up and stopped the star.

"He's not dead, and you can't do that to God's children." Odin launched mercy at this time, his identity is there, and the stars can't do anything about him.

"He can't be saved anymore, and your mercy will only make him miserable and make more people die." I strode over, pulled out my pistol and shot him through the head without hesitation.

"How can you do that? I'm here for you to protect them, not to kill them. "Odin, this old man, is throwing a tantrum at me.

"Listen to the old fellow, his injuries have declared him dead, your mercy will only make him die in pain, and my approach is to let him go to heaven in pain, where a second cannonball will fall at any time, and I want to make sure that more people are alive, do you understand, Lord Bishop?"

I yelled hysterically at Odin, and no matter what his reaction was, I grabbed his arm and ran away, we must escape from the range of the artillery as soon as possible, otherwise more people will be killed, but I can't run fast with this group of people at all, I have to put Odin first, even if those church people are killed, I have to ensure Odin's safety.

At this time, there was a fierce gunfire and a huge explosion behind me, and I looked back to see that the captain had set up an ambush with thick smoke billowing and flames rising to the sky, and I didn't know how many enemy troops there were, just listening to the roar of the machine gun, I knew that the battle was fierce.

"Let's go, captain, they won't be delayed for long." The goddess called out to me and ran with Odin on her legs. But the nuns were running too slowly, and some of them kept falling, and they were almost crawling, and just as I was angry and wanted to give them a shuttle, Slot, who was in charge of the front team, ran back with a few people.

"How are you running back, are there enemies ahead?" I shouted anxiously, if I was caught between two sides, even if I had the ability to go through the sky, I would not be able to protect them.