The giant fist covered with bone spurs clutched the dusty fingerless gloves, and the palpitating "crunch" all indicate the winner and loser of this wrestling, and the head condescendingly looked at the red behind the fallen shoulder, like the red of the end. The rubber on the sole of the boot was rubbed against the rough gravel, rubbing it back little by little, rubbing out green smoke and scorching.

She's backing away.

"Your strength is weakening." The bone white giant, who did not match it, said, eight feet to five .3 feet, purely looking down, but she was only retreating, a pineapple still held on under the hydraulic press, and then she looked up not only fearlessly, but also with a sarcasm in her red pupils, and replied disdainfully: "You too, Dietrich, you are really not as good as the previous assaulter." ”

The heel of the boot plowed into the furrow, and Adolfina gasped for air, the deep pain growing in intensity, still far from exceeding her endurance limit, and it was predictable that the Hydra Raiders, known for their control of violence, would only continue the process delicately, and once they were wrestled with them, death would be long and hopeless.

"You must indeed be glad that you seized the opportunity to kill Roland." Maretta Dietrich, who had been an assaulter for several months, was ordered to intercept Simon into Hydra's headquarters and was stopped by Seiz, also had a mocking tone, and the smoke of gunfire was faintly mixed with gunfire around them. The sudden outbreak of the encounter leaves both sides with an elaborate trap that the one who reacts quickly will have the upper hand in a Hydra-style engagement, and it has nothing to do with cooperation, not even with will, but very shallow about luck.

Yes, it's shallow, the luck that has always been despised and has to be cared about. The unexpected encounter on the shore of the lake almost made her see the arched dome of the exhibition hall, the enemy's outstretched wings enveloping them to the fullest, and then very quickly, like the first volley of the "T" in a naval battle. The deployment was disrupted in one round.

The scarlet tassel and the purple-black cloak scrambled, the countless intricate waves of chaos knocked each other's telepathic hands to the ground and nosebleeds, the assaulters put away their shattered bone shields, the spear masters maximized the power of portable grenades, and even the improved Doomsday grenadiers continued to explode from point to point, all colliding.

Speaking of Adolfina is no different than carrying the collar of a Louisiana Southern girl, but it's a pity for her

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The trick was as treacherous as Louisiana's, and she smiled as usual, the most powerful source was often based on the lower plate, and as soon as Adolfina relaxed slightly, she quickly retreated, and before Dietrich could stop the brake, she fell to her knees, and then with a shovel, her toes kicked, her lips trembled, and the whole person curled up and hooked up again.

In an instant, the sneering giant let go of the seemingly weak but ever-solid girl, and Adolfina flicked a beautiful somersault and landed steadily, this time slicing through the furrow from the tip of her boot, roaring and sprinting.

In an instant, the girl shrouded in the moonlight was still as small as ever.

On the other side of the battlefield.

You and Shoda advance to that central crater, and when the fire suppression is over, all purebloods are inflamed. Mukael severed the power that had lost the overall connection, and deployed the nearest few people, and a strong "buzzing" clutter swept across his forehead, forcing him to end his psychic communication and switch directly to shouting.

"Listen up! All that are not assault groups, attack upwards! ”

The scarlet tassels were freed from their cloaks, and the Hydras, who had been in the back row in previous battles, were silent and did not hesitate, and one by one the explosion-proof heavy shields flicked off, they already knew their final mission. The blitzkrieg is over, and the disparity is so great that they can't outmaneuver in a tug-of-war against the Coalition faction that has poured out, and that's it, and it's useless to think about the leader's mistakes.

Go save the tinder.

"Follow me!" Mukael brushed his armor, bright red peeking out from under his skin, tore through his clothes, steam spewed out the wings of his nose, and then, these trapped beasts in prison, charged for the first time.

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"Bangbang ......" Augustavina tapped the barrier twice, and the glassy crisp sound was very satisfying to her, but this little movement alone was enough to frighten others, and someone immediately whispered a reminder to her: "My master, this is an anti-radiation confinement field, and the crystal wall is very fragile, please pay attention." ”

"Of course I know, Captain Deria, go and do your part." Augustavina said loudly, climbed over the wheel ladder, and jumped straight up, this time no one said much, and there was a neat commotion behind her. "Line up! Attention! ”

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Gray days always make people feel bad, but this Augustavina doesn't belong to this range, sitting under her ass and feeling like something invaluable is the source of happiness, she pulled together the nuclear, biological and chemical suit, took out her arm and scratched her face, she tickled, debugging the catalog on the monocle smart mirror, she was interested in a lot of things, after all, in the eye of the nail, everything is a wall that can be pierced into. The most interesting thing about these days, except for the things under the buttocks, is the document I got from my father.

Many times she will consciously or unconsciously forget her identity as Franz's little princess, on the contrary, she will remind herself especially deeply who her father is, not to remind herself of the heaviness behind her, but to remind herself not to forget to use it. She said softly, "The fruit of strangulation from the hands of the iniquent is here, and I will share the seeds of death with the worms......"

She watched intently at the scene of several girls sleeping soundly in the bright house, the lead gray focus was easily overlooked, and then the focus burst into one of them, as if piercing the membrane of the other world, and the fragments that suddenly began and ended abruptly kept typing and keying her out. It's really fun to look at other people's dreams.

"Vina, we're done with the team, waiting for you." The only thing she could be called so was Corinna, an equally interested blonde girl who brought some fascinating news from the north, in exchange for joining Claudia without swearing allegiance to her, as her ...... Slave.

"Each person brings an extra base of ammunition and poison filtering radiation cores, and the road is relatively long." Augustavina stretched, stood up, and crossed her waist to look around at the lonely white flowers in the inky wasteland. It's not a lab, it's her father's birthday wish, she thinks so, she twists her waist, her bones and joints "click", she is never a white swan squatting in the Faculty of Humanities, she doesn't wear a long skirt, she doesn't read much, because she pursues the kind of reading that is better than watching, in person.

For example, the shelter project, which she has always loved so much.

She bent down to look underneath. Dozens of pillars make up a semicircular frame that covers the sinkhole, so to say that sitting on the abyss, under a few millimeters of aluminum plates, is death. She understands very well that when people lose their fun, there is an ultimate thing that has an unstoppable attraction.

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