Minaksh's face was covered with sweat, and beads of sweat even rolled down his nose. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Her spirit was highly nervous, she was calm and calm, and from time to time she looked at the Zhuxia people in the same car.

These arrogant Zhuxia people didn't notice anything unusual, and while they were still in the car, they began to indulge in wine and seek pleasure, and their compatriots forced their faces to laugh.

She feared these Zhuxia people, and under their powerful weapons, the tribe would be wiped out in an instant. She lost her father and mother in the war, leaving her younger brother alone.

In order to survive, she has long been accustomed to this kind of life of selling her body. But this time it was different, Ouroboros' men took her brother and coerced her into attacking the Zhuxia people's outpost.

At this moment, three kilograms of high-energy explosives were strapped under her clothes, and after being detonated, it would not only blow herself to pieces, but also severely damage the checkpoint of the Zhuxia people.

There was a knock on the window outside, and a sentry armed with a rifle motioned for the officer inside to roll down the window and be examined.

The security zone was stocked with large quantities of supplies and was the residence of the Zhuxia officers, which was often attacked by the Hindustani. This made these sentinels dare not slack off in the slightest.

After checking the officers' documents and fingerprints, the sentry pointed a gun at the four Hindustan women in the car and motioned for them to get out of the car. Hindustani were to be examined more strictly, not only to check whether they were armed but also to check for signs of professionalism and, if anything unusual, to be killed on the spot.

Three other Hindustan women obediently got out of the car. These sentries are highly stressed and have become accustomed to shooting first and then asking questions. Quite a few women who hesitated when the sentry gave the order to get out of the car were already shot by them.

Minaksh was sweating more, as if he had been drenched in water, and his hands and feet were spasmed with nervousness.

"You, woman, get out of the car!"

The sentry had raised the muzzle of his gun and spoke in a stilted Hindustani.

The officers laughed and laughed at the sentries for making a fuss. They pride themselves on their strength, what threat can an ordinary Hindustan woman have, and only these Qiu Ba, who were born humbly and have no way to become professionals, are like great enemies.

At this moment, Minaksh raised his head, a pair of bloodshot eyes staring at the Zhuxia people who were surrounding him.

"Long live the Holy Lord!"

Then she turned into a cloud of fire.

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A bungalow a few hundred meters away from the checkpoint. These pre-war buildings are riddled with holes, with bullet holes in the walls and perforations left by machine guns.

A middle-aged man from Hindustani, Salman, a member of the Naga tribe, monitors the checkpoint with a telescope. As one of the few large tribes among the Hindustani, the Naga tribe has two twenty-eight pillar snakes and is very powerful.

As a disciple of the Pillar Serpent Annu Suka, his strength was not weak at all, and he was given a heavy task to weaken the strength of the Zhuxia army.

In the bungalow, more than fifty heavily armed Hindustan warriors were crowded. They are all carefully selected warriors from the major tribes, and all of them have the strength of the fourth energy level.

They had to endure a great deal of hardship to cross the battle line and reach Balmel. In order to cope with the dense checkpoints and patrols, these samurai even chose to disguise themselves as men and women in humiliation. However, all this is not without reward, and they will bring blood and pain to these arrogant and sloppy Zhuxia people.

A violent explosion rang out as expected, scattering stumps and severed arms.

The wails of the wounded are, to Salman's ears, simply the most beautiful music.

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Almost instantly, Li Mu recovered his hearing from the loud noise caused by the explosion.

The roar of bullets tearing through the air, the sound of wailing, the screams, the chaos on the road around the checkpoint. He immediately turned off the ignition, jumped out of the car, and ordered the personnel of the two heavy transport vehicles to follow suit. They carried their guns on their backs and crawled on the ground.

The Zhuxia soldiers who had just been attacked were very sensitive, and if they tried to leave through the vehicle, I was afraid that a shell would immediately come and be killed by their accomplices who were the attackers. Staying still in the car is also not a good option, and it is very easy to get caught up in the heat of battle.

It wasn't until they crawled to the back of the barricade that they stopped. Li Mu poked his head out and sensed the situation on the battlefield.

These Zhuxia soldiers had suppressed the rebellion in Zhongzhou for many years, and their combat qualities were very high, and after being bombed for a few moments, they had already taken refuge behind a chest-high concrete blast wall to fight back.

Li Mu put his rifle on the barricade and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the building in the distance.

He had already judged the location of the attacker by the sound of gunfire, but he did not shoot at the first place.

Being a mercenary is a very dangerous thing to do, not only to be careful of the enemy, but also of the allies. There were not a few mercenaries who were mistakenly killed by the Zhuxia army. He didn't want to shoot to draw the attention of the two main battle tanks.

The coaxial machine gun and the high-level dual-purpose machine gun of the tank did not pose much threat to him, but the 125mm caliber tank gun was very deadly, and even ordinary high-explosive shells could seriously damage him.

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A barrage of bullets pierced through the carriage, and Hindustani in the distance attacked vehicles stuck in traffic. These vehicles were crowded with officers of the Zhuxia army, and now the front and rear roads were blocked, and they were the best targets.

Glass shards flew sideways, bulletproof armor plates were clanged, and some places that were not protected by armor plates were swept into thousands of holes.

Several rockets with white trails whizzed, and the violent shock wave directly tore apart the sturdy military vehicle, killing the officers who were cowering inside.

"Damn it! Think of a way! ”

Even if these officers are not weak, they are unable to resist the armor-piercing warheads, which are extremely capable of armor-piercing.

The electric motor made a piercing screech when it was working at full power, and the front of the main battle tank was attached to a bulldozer blade to clear mines and roadblocks, and under the powerful power, the vehicle that had been blown up into a pile of scrap metal was easily pushed to the side of the road.

Anti-aircraft machine guns roared, suppressing enemy fire from afar.

Vehicles blocked in the passage scrambled through checkpoints and into the safe zone, leaving soldiers here to defend themselves against the Hindustani.

These officers were of noble birth and had become frightened birds after being attacked, and these soldiers, recruited from among the untouchables, were not more important than their own lives.

Li Mu watched them rush in, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes. The Hindustani are planning an attack more than just to blow up a checkpoint. Their previous attacks were probably only to drive the convoy into the safe zone.

He did not believe that there were no Hindustani lurking in the convoy.