Liu Shenjiang's suppressed blood finally spurted out.

But the escaping compressed air wave finally hit a subtle hole in the hat on the opposite side.

A pair of indifferent eyes watched him quietly.

"You can't hold it anymore."

The Xia Chinese with a round character gently floated, and the mysterious man pressed the small Taidao pulled out by the backhand back into the scabbard, and the whole person disappeared instantly.

"Fuck you!"

Liu Shenjiang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were tyrannical.

"Colonel—"

"Captain—"

The faces of the surrounding sergeants changed.

However, Liu Shenjiang didn't even bother to wipe the blood, but suddenly pulled out the signal gun pinned to Kong Yan's waist, and pinched it into a mess between his five fingers.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

Liu Shenjiang roared in his throat, and he looked at the sergeants under his command angrily, and looked at the stunned Zhou Zhong and the three of them over there.

"Destroy all the flare guns!"

"Don't you see, that neon king wants to repeat the old trick!"

Perhaps because his voice was too intense, a few traces of blood overflowed from the corners of Liu Shenjiang's mouth.

By this time, the two foggers had already rushed again.

Liu Shenjiang dragged his injured body and rushed out and stopped the other party.

The fighting continues.

Only this time, the people of the Junshui tribe finally showed a decline.

Liu Shenjiang tried his best to pull the two fog warriors out of the army.

But these two fog soldiers seemed to be aware of Liu Shenjiang, but instead regarded these low-combat strength soldiers as Liu Shenjiang's weakness, and kept attacking.

The corpses that fought only by instinct poured out tirelessly, pounced one after another.

God knows how many corpses are hidden in this sea.

For a moment, Liu Shenjiang even had a terrible idea, is the fog consciously attracting human beings to explore,

A second sergeant who died in battle appeared.

This was followed by third and fourth place......

Looking down on the earth from above, the Junshui base has been completely enveloped in an endless sea of lost corpses.

And the encirclement was pressed again and again.

Now I want to talk about the breakout......

It's a complete dream!

The crown prince major, with the last flare gun left in his arms, looked at a brother who had died in battle, tirelessly wielding his halberd, and his heart was filled with grief and indignation.

"Captain, there are too many deaths, let's call for help!" After seeing another brother who had his neck cut off, Major Crown Prince finally couldn't help but roar, "We need support!" ”

He's not afraid of war, he just doesn't want these brothers to die one by one.

"I've got one signal left—"

Syllable!

Liu Shenjiang stabbed backhand and smashed the flare gun he had just taken out.

"Colonel!"

The crown prince was stunned, and watched in disbelief as the last hope turned into powder.

"Ask, you know ask!"

Liu Shenjiang stood with his sword on his shoulder, his feet sinking deep into the earth, and he roared angrily.

"Lao Tzu died here and didn't ask for help."

"What's the matter, it's not enough for us to die, let others come and die!"

Liu Shenjiang's eyes were also red.

No one understands the situation of the battle better than the strongest.

Restrained by two foggers, the elusive neon swordsman hid like a poisonous snake, and hundreds of corpses poured out.

Their chances of survival are infinitely close to zero.

Calling for help at this time means getting on another team.

"Colonel ......"

"Colonel Liu, I, Zhou Zhong, am sorry for you!"

Colonel Zhou Zhong of the Yuanhua base stared at his red eyes, the blood and tears in his eyes were still dry, and the endless self-blame continued to hit his heart.

The torment made him wish he could die now.

However, he is still burdened with the hopes of many brothers who died in battle.

Kill one and don't earn, kill two to get back

It was this simple and simple thought that sustained him.

He wants to avenge more of his brothers.

Although he knew that it was futile, Zhou Zhong raised his head and roared fiercely: "I'm sorry for you—"

"Lao Tzu has never regretted it, you ask our brothers in the Junshui base - do you regret it!"

Liu Shenjiang's eyes were full of rebelliousness.

Heaven is not afraid of the earth, people are not afraid of ghosts.

This is him, the head coach of the Junshui Base - Liu Shenjiang!

"No regrets!"

The morale of the people in the Junshui Department was high.

Zhou Zhong closed his eyes, crying and laughing.

"I can die on the battlefield with all my brothers in the army today, and my Zhou Zhong is worth it in my life."

"Haha...... Above! Liu Shenjiang laughed.

After the merging of the two departments, there were a total of 43 people, and gradually 37 people remained......

36 people......

33 people......

29 people......

Liu Shenjiang, whose physical strength was almost endless, finally began to feel tired.

Because the trauma he has suffered has accumulated to a certain point.

"If I had your physique......

"Lao Tzu cut through this island."

Staring at the two foggers, Liu Shenjiang's voice was intermittent, and gradually he stopped laughing and scolding, he had to maintain a higher level of attention.

Better protect these brothers behind you.

"Ho Ho ......"

In his ears, the scarred warriors laughed weakly.

At this point, what is there to be afraid of?

It's nothing more than a matter of time or time.

It's better to have fun in the bitterness.

"Team Liu, I can't do it."

The crown prince, who had left a flare gun earlier, glanced back at Liu Shenjiang and smiled weakly.

His left arm was empty......

"Crown Prince!" Kong Yan and the others sensed that something was wrong, and wanted to reach out to intercept but didn't want to pounce.

"Hey."

The crown prince staggered to accelerate, and the engine behind him suddenly overloaded, rushing into the group of corpses like a meteor.

Rumble!

He also has a nuclear thunderbolt.

That's his glorious bullet.

The major who once shouted for help left behind the brightest smiling face of his life before disappearing into this world.

【…… Good bye. 】

The exhausted warriors still had their eyes wide open, but tears were silently streaming from the corners of their eyes.

"Bastard!"

Liu Shenjiang was like a crazy lion king, rounding the fire and slashing frantically forward.

"Kill, kill, kill......"

The same word was unconsciously repeated in his mouth.

Liu Shenjiang's brain was occupied by the purest fighting instinct.

In the deepest part of the battle instinct, there is a purest belief-

Mission!

Perhaps it is this sense of mission that protects the last sobriety of Liu Shenjiang's belief.

I don't know how many knives I slashed, I don't know if there were still casualties behind him, and if there were a few more killed.

Liu Shenjiang led the crowd by example, mechanically and numbly chopping.

It's just this......

In vain after all.

Liu Shenjiang raised his head and looked at the surging fog in front of him in a bit of confusion, as well as the two tireless and energetic fog warriors.

He really felt as if he was coming to the end of his life.

It was the instinctive instinct of a warrior.

The Warlord has always been the most sensitive to danger.

Especially for life and death matters.

"I, Liu Shenjiang, will not admit defeat in my life......"

"But he planted his head before the brilliant victory he wanted the most."

"Hey ......"

Liu Shenjiang turned his head and looked at those comrades.

"Brothers, it's time to return."

"I've been a failure in my life."

With a last sigh of emotion, Liu Shenjiang rushed out with a war knife.

Fighting and fighting, getting nothing.

Inexplicably, when he launched the highlight moment of the final charge, the scene of the conflict between the team leader and Shang Nan in the school field flashed in his mind.

And that young face that he hated.

But though I hate it.

"Boy, live well."

This is the last wish that flashed in Liu Shenjiang's heart.