At this moment, it was time for close-range combat, no one used firearms anymore, Lao Luo did not dare to slack off, and quickly commanded the team to adjust the formation.

He knew that the strategic purpose of his team was to not give the enemy a chance to besiege the stronghold from the ground and raid the rear, and for now, he thought that his team still had the strength to hold on, and he didn't need to apply for support, but he had to report it.

He quickly tuned the communicator to the channel connecting the stronghold, and reported: "The position of the fourth team has encountered a level 30 master, and it can still hold on to it. ”

The team's reconnaissance methods cannot defend against assassination powerhouses of this level, and in Lao Luo's opinion, once he reports it, there will be an air support team coming immediately, and the defensive team in the rear will also come to support.

But what surprised him was that the operator who was supposed to respond to him immediately did not reply immediately, but after a few seconds, he shouted in a hurry: "Can you hold on to the four teams?" Do you have the spare energy to support the other squads? Teams 7 and 3 near you need support immediately! ”

"Let's ......" Lao Luo was stunned, he quickly sensed the abnormality of the situation, and hurriedly said: "We can only hold on, and we can't support other teams." ”

"Then they're done with it......" the operator muttered in a low voice, and hung up the communication before he could finish his sentence.

Lao Luo once again threw himself into the tense battle, but his mind was completely out of the battle, and the operator's words shook him greatly.

"The first line of defense, retreat in the direction of the second line of defense and strongholds, the second and third lines of defense, cover them!"

Before he could sort out his thoughts, a vigorous voice passed through the communicator and reached everyone's ears, this was the voice of Battalion Commander Sun, and for a while, all the defenders in this area were shocked.

Chu Xiaowu, Lao Luo and the others looked in the direction of Shangwu No. 2 stronghold in astonishment.

And in the high sky, there are revenants equipped with wingsuits or other flying equipment fighting everywhere, and there are also many fighters and martial arts, and from time to time one fighter plane crashes and explodes into a fireball on the ground.

Chu Xiaowu was struggling to entangle the black-armored warrior, but Lao Luo was an old hunter, he could be distracted to focus on tactics, formations, and other things while ensuring attack and dodge, and it was precisely because of this that he was appointed as the captain of the fourth team.

Glancing at the battle in the sky from time to time, Lao Luo's pupils shrank nervously.

In the sky, there seemed to be a lot of warriors equipped with wingsuits, and the outer armor on their bodies was the same as that of the level 30 samurai in front of them, all of them were black crystal flexible metal weapons!

"Who are these people? I've never seen it before, could it be reinforcements that the Secret Service has moved from other bases? ……”

Only in the most critical situation will the military shrink the defensive line, which means that the hidden forces at their disposal will not be able to resist the enemy's first charge!

"Retreat!"

Lao Luo immediately ordered Chu Xiaowu to contain the black-armored warriors, and the others slowly withdrew in the direction of the stronghold while resisting.

"Did you kill my brother and want to run? No way! "One of the Secret Service's armor officers rushed into the crowd in a rage, ignoring his teammates, venting his anger without hesitation, and his rampage did break through the defenses of the entire resistance team.

"Don't attack him!" Lao Luo commanded, jumped up, shook the war bow in his hand flexibly, and a tranquilizer arrow was inserted into the back of the neck of the grumpy armorer, who took two steps in a messy manner, and then fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Seeing the nature mage not far away, preparing to release a purification spell that could dispel the negative effects on the armorer, Uncle Lu immediately rushed over and entangled him with his position and attack.

The four teams are very skilled in their combat coordination, which is obviously better than the team in the Secret Service.

"Don't fight, run!" The scout hunter who was wandering on the edge of the battlefield suddenly roared.

Lao Luo and the others subconsciously looked at him, but saw the light and shadow of the destruction of the soul armament shining on him, he stood against the sun in the ruins at a high place, the obscuring light made his expression a little unrecognizable, but when he knelt on the ground, others finally saw the horror of his hollow pupils.

A tall figure in black soft armor stood quietly behind him, the face armor covered his face, revealing only a pair of dull eyes, the short knife in the hands of the black armor warrior held a knife flower, he bent his body slightly, and then, burst towards this side!

"Stop him with me!" Uncle Lu roared, gritted his teeth and rushed forward, but his figure couldn't keep up with the pace of the black-armored warrior, only to see that the black shadow folded a few shadows on his side, and the attacks of this level 25 elite armor warrior were all hit in the air, and his soul armament continued to collapse, and in an instant, it completely exploded!

At this time, none of the other teammates had time to leave the battle to support him.

The four teams no longer dared to have any concern, and ran wildly in the direction of the stronghold, and a cannon on the roof of the building in the distance discovered the situation here, and continued to shoot one after another, and the point of impact was very accurate. For a moment, the Secret Service's multi-person team hurriedly resisted and stopped pursuing, but this attack could not help the two black-armored warriors.

A tall building was completely blown up, collapsed diagonally, blocked the road of the routine, and kicked up dust, everyone hurriedly avoided it, and hurriedly got into the alley next to it.

On the way to escape, there were occasional scattered people from other teams, one after another melee soul warriors wanted to stop the two black-armored warriors and buy time for the back row to evacuate, and a few fighters ran in front without looking back, but the black-armored warriors didn't take any care, under their terrifying attacks, these warriors were not much different from the crispy profession.

"Wow, ah!!h

Seeing his junior high school classmates being torn to pieces, Chu Xiaowu's eyes were red, and memories that made him unbearable appeared in his mind, and he had no sense at all, activated all the scrolls and potions that could be used, and pounced on him with a howl, and the golden light chain hammer in his hand burst out with dazzling light, and it bombarded down again and again!

There is also a gap in combat effectiveness between the black-armored warriors, the first black-armored warrior can be contained by Chu Xiaowu, but the strength of the second is far superior to him.

Chu Xiaowu's battle shield kept making a sound of imminent destruction, and he had already broken away from the fleeing team, entangled by the black-armored warrior.

"Xiao Wu, run away!"

"What are you doing!"

The rest of the team looked back at him, shouting worriedly, they hesitated, but no one stopped, because they knew that the whole team could not do anything with these two black-armored samurai.

Fighting on the front line, this often happens, many recruits can't stand the stimulation, some go crazy all day long, and some go crazy directly in battle.

Unable to hear their teammates and with nothing left in their eyes, they broke away from the ranks and charged at the enemy positions, none of whom survived.

Chu Xiaowu is the latter.

The battle shield had already been destroyed, and when the soul armament was almost broken, he was also beaten by the black-armored warrior and couldn't stand up, and he regained some of his senses, but he could only raise his arms tremblingly to block, and he couldn't even think of drinking the instantaneous potion.

In the distance, the Secret Service team hid under the broken building, their eyes watching the black-armored samurai slaughter humans, and the look in their eyes gradually replaced by fear. The cannon on the roof of the building blocking their path had been blown away by planes, but they still stood there, and finally, glancing at each other, hid in the ruins next to them, trying to escape the war that was gradually turning sour.

Chu Xiaowu felt that he was about to die, his soul armament had been destroyed, his limbs couldn't move in fear, and the sword of the black-armored warrior had been cut off.

He thought that people would think of a lot of things before they died, as told in the storybook, but now it seemed to be different, and the next second he was going to die, and his mind was blank, and he didn't have time to think about all that mess.

"Boom! ——”

The sound of gold and iron stabbed his eardrums, and a robe stained with blood and dust covered the sunlight in front of him, Chu Xiaowu's pupils regained focus, and his expression was full of astonishment.

A not too majestic body stood in front of him, his combat boots stomped on the asphalt road, the long knife of the black-armored warrior was stopped by him with his halberd, and behind the cover of his battle robe, the silver cold blade wings were half retracted and half shrunk, ready to attack.

It was a terrifying long-handled trident with purple light and silver lightning, and the wielder swung the halberd with great force, and the black-armored samurai who swung the long knife was forced to retreat.

"Nie ......"

In Chu Xiaowu's field of vision, before Nie Kong's posture of wielding his halberd was stable, several black shadows swept towards his side, and the strong wind swept towards Nie Kong, and he was directly bombarded among the ruins, raising a burst of gravel and dust.

Seven or eight black-armored warriors swept silently like shadows, and without hesitation, they pounced on the ruins where Nie Kong had fallen.

Chu Xiaowu opened his mouth wide, feeling that his breathing was tense and stagnant.

These dozen black-armored warriors rushed to the ruins and fought with Nie Konglu, for a while, broken stones flew and dust was empty, and there were constantly explosions and sharp blade clashing sounds coming from inside, but outside, they couldn't see what was happening at all.

As if he had an inexplicable attraction, the powerful black-armored warrior who had stalked him before just glanced at himself and threw himself into the flying dust.

Chu Xiaowu's eyes suddenly brightened, and he quickly swallowed the soul recovery potion, bandaged himself, and ate the blood bottle to restore the amount of blood.

He knew that Nie Kong had saved himself just now, and he should not hold him back and leave the battlefield immediately, but a voice echoed in his head, what if Nie Kong couldn't beat those black-armored warriors? What to do?

Thinking of this, Chu Xiaowu suddenly felt excited, a man's sense of mission filled his heart, his whole body was full of energy, and he immediately lifted the war hammer and took out the replacement battle shield from his backpack.

When I'm dying, you can rush over to save me, so how can I watch when you can't beat the bad guys?! At that time, I will try my best to keep you out!

In fact......

hasn't reached such a noble state yet, Chu Xiaowu just wants to fight side by side with Nie Kong, it's that simple!

Chu Xiaowu has already made up a touching story of brotherhood, and the plot in it makes people's blood swell when you think about it, almost the apocalyptic version of Taoyuan's three knots, but unfortunately I don't know if this story has a chance to be known by others.

However, the picture in front of me told me that I seemed to be thinking a little too much.

Watching the corpses of one black-armored warrior after another thrown out of the ruins, Chu Xiaowu's eyes became small again, and he stood in place blankly.

The Trident slashed out layers of lightning in front of him, and the last black-armored warrior's soul weapon was destroyed, and his body fell to the ground, his visor slammed to the side, revealing a lifeless dark gray face.

The fierce battle made Nie Kong's body shake, a little unsteady, he raised his hand and touched his somewhat sore cheek, blood flowed on his fingertips, and a wound was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nie Kong half-squatted down, put away dozens or hundreds of loot on the ground, and also removed the face armor of these black-armored warriors, and took pictures of their gray faces with his mobile phone, but when he looked up, he saw Chu Xiaowu looking at him blankly, and wondered, "What are you doing?" Why don't you flee north soon? ”

"My leader asked me to go back to the base ......"

"Back to the base?" Nie Kong frowned and looked at the tall building of Shangwu No. 2 stronghold in the distance, which was already difficult to resist, and said lightly: "It's okay, the more people, the higher the security when evacuating." ”

Chu Xiaowu immediately reacted, coughed and said, "Oh, I'm leaving!" ”

With that, he immediately ran in the direction of Xuanwu No. 2 stronghold, Nie Kong smiled slightly, jumped up, and flew away in other directions.