With such a large number of refugees, and a group of ordinary people with little ability to fight, it is not easy to escape from here.

There is not enough transport to transport these refugees, nor is there food or water to supply them.

"Let's go first, Xingchi, you take this group of people in the opposite direction." Ye Yin pointed to the street on the right side of the traffic building, and said, "I checked it from the car navigation just now, follow this road all the way, turn left at the end, and then continue to move forward, and you can get out of Pingfeng County." ”

Speaking of this, Ye Yin paused, lowered his voice and said, "If you encounter danger, immediately turn back by yourself!" ”

"Then ......" Xingchi seemed to understand something, his face was a little ugly, and he stopped talking.

"You also know that such a large number of refugees are moving, and if they are discovered by the Divine Cult, they will inevitably intercept them, and if that is the case, they can only be blamed for their fate." Ye Yin sighed softly: "Besides, even if you go out of Pingfeng County, what can you do?" This is their home, they have no abilities, no thermal weapons to defend themselves, where can they go? ”

Xingchi frowned, he didn't speak, just nodded slightly, turned around silently, and shouted to the dense refugees behind him: "Everyone keep in formation, don't crowd, try not to make a sound when stepping, women throw away all their high heels, and men wear hard soles such as leather shoes, and they also take them off." ”

After speaking, Xingchi nodded to Ye Yin again, and then gradually moved away with a team of nearly a thousand refugees.

Soon, the building emptied, leaving only the messy corpses of the congregants in the square, and the fragmented wreckage of the high-explosive grenades.

"Let's start too!" Ye Yin looked at the group of refugees who gradually disappeared at the end of his sight, turned to Yang Qiong and said, "Bring in the gasoline tank on the RV first!" ”

……

The other side.

Du Kun held a spear in one hand, leaning against an abandoned container truck, panting.

He was covered in shocking bloodstains, both dry and dripping.

At this moment, he no longer had the slightest strength, the heavy steel gun was nested in his hand, like a thousand pounds of boulders, and on the palm covered with blood, the tiger's mouth had been drawn and almost cracked the entire thumb.

Intricate white tendons have been exposed.

This is the consequence of his forcible overdraft of his physical strength to use the steel gun.

The chakra of the cuckoo has long been depleted, and it has lost its amplifying effect on the strength of the body.

If you only rely on your own physical strength, although you can also wield this steel gun weighing more than 100 catties in front of you, you have to pay more physical strength, and even the borrowing is no longer as smooth as before.

It can be said that after the loss of Chakra, Du Kun's strength has been reduced by at least half.

Being able to last that long is the limit.

And now, this limit has finally reached its peak!

"The priest said, this one wants to live!"

At this moment, a congregant standing not far away shouted.

"No problem, this guy doesn't have the slightest strength to fight back!"

"Big brother, don't worry, I'll arrest him and let you go to the Divine Disciple to receive merit!"

"Water escape! Water Whip! ”

In an instant, a long water whip suddenly threw out on Du Kun's side, directly wrapping Du Kun's waist and abdomen tightly.

Du Kun tried to break free, but found that he had no spare strength.

"Boom~"

There was a strong pulling force at the end of the water whip, Du Kun was powerless to resist, and could only be forcibly dragged by this force, and the spear in his hand finally couldn't hold it, and fell down in response.

Du Kun watched his steel spear like a treasure, full of unwillingness!

The crowd around him looked at him like playthings.

Laughter and invective followed.

"No matter how strong the strength is, it's not like we've been captured alive!"

"Haha, the Central Army, the elite of the government, but that's it!"

"Our gods and religions coexist with heaven and earth, no one can compare with us, what is the central army, sooner or later we have to finish playing!"

"In this world, the strong are respected, and the world ruled by the government has long ceased to exist, and now is the era of the jungle, if the central army does not have enough strength, it will have to crawl at the feet of our God Sect."

……

Those cultists seem to have settled on the cuckoo.

That's right, Du Kun's skills are all in the spear in his hand.

Now that the spear has fallen to the ground, looking at the other party's appearance, it is clear that the last trace of chakra in the body has been exhausted.

The water whip wrapped around the waist and abdomen became tighter and tighter.

Without Chakra's amplification effect, the Ability's physical fitness plummeted.

If it weren't for the medicinal decoction potion that had been soaked in the clan for many years in the early years to strengthen his body and bones, it is estimated that this water whip would have cost him half his life.

But even so, Du Kun's body began to turn purple, and the bruises on his face erupted.

This is caused by the inability of blood to circulate.

The winding force of the water whip has squeezed the blood vessels on Du Kun's body together, blocking the blood circulation in the body, and immediately causing some numbness in the body.

Makes it impossible for the opponent to break free from the whip.

Du Kun's consciousness was blurred.

The heavy eyelids kept squeezing downward like a thousand pounds of boulders, and a feeling of drowsiness gradually came to my heart.

Can't close your eyes!

Du Kun knew that if he closed his eyes, he might not have a chance to continue to open them.

He tried his best to look back at Lin Haotian on the other side of the battle, but the numbness of his body made him unable to move the slightest.

His feet were completely unconscious in the pulling, and his lower body was numb due to blood blockage.

He was temporarily incapacitated.

"Are you really going to die?"

Du Kun's eyes were half-open, and his faint gaze was still fixed on the spear that had fallen to the ground in the distance.

Faintly, he seemed to hear a voice.

"Du Kun, in fact, this gun is the ancient soldier of my Song family, not a temporary garbage weapon, its previous owner was in the Warring States Period, in order to cover the retreat of the people behind him, he once shook tens of thousands of enemy troops with the strength of one person, and the gun provoked the enemy generals and overwhelmed the crowd!"

"Even if he was pierced by ten thousand arrows in the end, he still held a gun in one hand, standing tall above the mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, without a trace of fear."

"This ancestor has a sentence that often hangs on his lips, people are in the gun, the gun is broken, and the soul is not extinguished!"

"I hope that you can also be like its previous master, in this last days, let this gun be revived in the world, let the soul of the gun not be in the dust of the historical trajectory, let the world remember again, that person, a gun, a soul!"

……

"Gun...... Soul! ”

Du Kun gritted his teeth and muttered, and Song Tian's words suddenly sounded in his mind, hanging down on his heart like a hammer.

A clever one, so that his consciousness that was about to dissipate, instantly recovered.

When the chakra ran out, I used willpower to get a gun.

When my physical strength is exhausted, I use my willpower to wield it.

One man, one shot, what I lack, is......

Soul!

At the beginning, in the last sentence of Song Tian's words, Du Kun still didn't understand what it meant.

Now, in his dying moments, he finally understood.

It's like an initiation, an epiphany!

In an instant, Du Kun seemed to have a subtle connection with the steel spear that had fallen to the ground.

That feeling, I can't put it into words, it's like ......

A spiritual line.

Connecting people and guns!

And that line, Du Kun knows.

That's what it's called......

Gun Mettle!

One person, one shot, one soul!