In an instant, the Calamity Blade almost wanted to stalk his neck and howl: "I'm afraid of a ball, killing one counts as one!" Such bold words.

It is natural to think of the time when there was a fierce battle with the living corpses before, and those black and majestic living corpses came one after another to meet the expedition members like a web of fire, whether it is a human or a ghost, they will not deliberately think about it but they also know that if it is not my race, there is only one way to die.

And in the eyes of this young man who has controlled their whereabouts and even the rhythm of the battle from beginning to end, can he really put down the gun and ask for his life, instead of waiting for a shuttle of bullets to humiliate and bleed? No, there should be no humiliation, it should be pure retribution, black like this, it was naturally not the first time that the disaster blade was not the first time, he remembered that the people who had been wandering in the ruins for a long time, what was it, what the beast trapped in the trap would do, it was really not imaginable.

"I'll give you ten seconds to think about it! After that, I won't leave anyone behind! Beads of blood fell down the handles of their guns, and several of the explorers leaning against the barricades gasped for each other, and they all lowered their guns in unison, and finally, they all turned their eyes to the Calamity Blade, to the leader. If there is a kind of beast that can restrain the beast nature in the personality, rein in or loosen the reins, there is only this beast king.

"Ten!" Calamity Blade thought silently, didn't he understand at this time? The ruins of Zhika are all over the building, but few people climb to the top to wait for the ambush, where is the high-level military material like pheromones that can be reached at the level of the calamity? From beginning to end, from the moment he decided to covet this seemingly unremarkable small team, his end was doomed.

"Nine!" Maybe this will be an opportunity? Catch up with a big force that can afford to use pheromones? Calamity Blade himself felt like a fool's dream, uh, so he missed the "Eight! ”

"Seven!" The nailed exoskeleton began to advance gradually, the long street was not long, but it was enough to stop the infantry, and no one fired a shot.

"Six." Will they spare my life? The calamity blade raised its head slightly, and the setting sun was shining in the west, and when he looked up, the condescending sniper had an excellent time and place, that is, there were no armored soldiers approaching at the end of the street, and it was impossible to escape from this dead street without paying a dozen lives.

"Five!" To live to this day, to live to this status, the most important thing for a self-made man like Calamity Blade is luck, a gamble on luck.

"Four~" The calamity blade swept over the demoralized subordinates, and said with a deep sigh: "Surrender, don't make small moves." With that, he threw the gun into the street, raised his hands high, and walked out calmly.

"We surrender!" Calamity Blade looked directly at the blue-eyed young man who was a stone's throw away, slowly knelt down on his knees, raised his hands even higher, and said in purely pleading words, "You said you wouldn't kill us!" ”

"Indeed." Simon glanced at the kneeling Dorians who threw their guns down the long street, the leaders had done so, and they had no reason to resist, and all they had to do now was to cry out for mercy from the victors.

Simon slowly took out a small mirror hanging from his chest, and a circle of light that reflected the setting sun swept by, yes, Simon didn't deliberately arrange the positions of the scattered team members, but he didn't have to worry at all, stained with Hydra purple blood, the living corpse would easily regard them as one of his own members.

"Boom!" The low-rise buildings suddenly shook with mud and rock, and first Jonathan, who was wearing a blood-stained suit with a machine gun, jumped down, and then one by one

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's veterans of the empire were only trained to be tenacious after countless bloody battles in Eastern Montenegro, and seeing this, there was a small sound of abandonment.

The captives kneeling on the long street waited anxiously for their final fate, and the victors seemed to take a good time to count them one by one, and every time the handsome blue-eyed young man who looked very handsome fell on his palm, he was shocked, such a trick was played by the robbers of the famous expedition, and once a woman was found, the end was naturally extremely miserable, or simply executed a few unpleasant thorns.

Simon counted fewer people than he had imagined. When he decided to do it in the morning, it was roughly one hundred to twenty, but a few hours later, Calamity Blade's self-righteous division of troops directly caused him to lose twenty-nine men, light weapons were a pure waste of bullets for AEXO, and the wave of living corpses killed and seriously injured half of Calamity Blade's home team, and then another fire net, even if the one ear was intact...... But...... With dozens of cannon fodder, still worried about revolting?

Simon needed to think deeper, he wondered, what would he do if Bernhard of the Iron Army was here?

No, with a mind beyond mortals, just because you deserve to be a thousand-year-old god. Adolfina's old words came back to mind.

Simon propped his knees on, staring into Calamity's eyes, his words still spelling out with great clarity.

"I want you, recall all your men."

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"Boss, what do you see?" One-eared footsteps twisted, instantly stood hard against inertia, and his body did not tremble at all, almost making the breathless hands in the back head stuffy, where do you need someone to remind you, behind the head, One-ear also knew that a new signal flare had risen.

The blazing evening breeze lifted the messy hair that drowned one ear to the side of his neck, just enough to cover up the other half of the residual ear, and he indifferently looked at the red, green and yellow bullets of Sanhua that were farther away than the last time he saw the green signal flare, not the home team went away, but he walked away.

"The leader wants us to go back and regroup?" The adjutant hesitated, looking at the walkie-talkie on the chest of the one ear, this is a real high-end product, and everything that is powered by electricity is ruthless.

The crumpled pocket map of the one-eared unfolded and crumpled comparison was calculated, and the expedition team was separated at Goldstone Park Station, but he searched all the way forward, and even reached the straight-line range of the heavy machine guns of the Mill Army fort, and the old walkie-talkie that had been eliminated could not support such a long call distance, and it was not easy to judge whether it was or not based on the greeting of signal flares. In particular, the Scourge Blade Boss is not known for his patience.

One Ear squinted and observed the position of the sunset, and estimated that when it was completely dark, it would definitely be dark enough for living corpses to be dispatched on a large scale within an hour, and it would be basically enough to run back to the home team position in an hour.

But why would he bet on this?

It's not an option at all.

One ear took a sip and ordered: "For a while, I want Lao Tzu to arrest people, and for a while, I want Lao Tzu to save people, and then he wants Lao Tzu to go back, Lao Tzu wants to play with the chickens of the Mill Army tonight!" Listen up, white flag! Let's go to the fortress! When I arrived at the ground, Lao Tzu was treated! ”

Immediately, there was a low cheer in the team, the Mil Army Fort itself is a large armament warehouse, and the second boss is willing to pay for it, what can't he play? Immediately, someone stripped off a white cloth and tied it next to the Dorian flag, raised his gun in both hands, and slowly walked into the heavy machine gun

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range.

"Relax ......" the sunset has passed overhead, burning the back burning, one-eared walk in front, turn the last street corner, and suddenly brighten! Within a radius of one kilometer, there was no obstruction, and all the buildings that should have been extremely dense were creeping into rubble, leaving only the foundations of nowhere. He reminded his subordinates, who were lined up in three long lines, that when it came to this job, everything had to be done according to the rules of the Mill Army, and they were by no means good men and women who were willing to give charity, and even if they were to shoot and expel them at this time, they would not need any reason.

"Hey! I am Orange of the Dorians! Apply to enter! One-ear shouted at a split throat.

The searchlight of the fortress was spotted in an instant, followed by dozens of red dots, what does it mean, needless to say, the loudspeaker said coldly: "Follow the rules!" ”

"Understood! Got it! One-ear continued to maintain a constant speed, stepping over the rubble with one foot high and one foot low, and the fortress in front of him, which gradually turned on the marker lights as the night fell, became more and more majestic as he emptied the surroundings with great effort. One-ear has survived outside the fortress, and has also entered the fortress to rest, so he naturally knows that he must let the fortress open a golden mouth, and he must take an extra gold bar in front of the iron gate. Honestly raising his arms, sometimes walking backwards and sometimes sideways, his eyes closed from the glare of the searchlight.

These few hundred meters were more tiring and palpitating than the hundreds of miles in the past few days, and when they reached the edge of the five-man high wall, everyone consciously unloaded their canvas bags and piled them neatly at the door, and covered them under the tarpaulin, along with their weapons. The fort is only allowed to enter the whitelist within the specified weight, which means that if you add your clothes, you will also bring money, and if anyone wants to take off their clothes, they will bring other things with them, but this is usually done by supply teams specially brought to act as prostitutes.

Legend has it that the Mill army built this fortress to learn from the Iron City, and the latter's Longhu base in the old city developed back a large number of discovered pre-war storage, which is quite envious, and there are also rumors that the city-states did not hesitate to invest a lot of money, and even regularly leased steel air force airlift supplies to come in, for the secret armament of the pre-war government, as for what, it is not a single ear interest.

The iron door cast as a whole naturally could not be opened for the one-eared them, but a small door was moved and let in, but when they entered, they owed no one to the overseers except for the guards, but it was also, everything was left outside, and the dagger did not carry a handle, what was the threat? paid the fee according to the capitation, and as soon as it changed hands, it was six thousand. Then the Mills left no regard for the group, and took the elevator back to the second platform, yes, it was purely open space after entering the door, and the attackers had to climb over the solid first floor of the perfusion ground and climb to the top in the face of crossfire.

If there is a ticket to pay for the expedition team wants to sell the materials, it will be taxed heavily, and it is often 30 percent lower than the market price before the Mill Army is willing to buy, frankly no one complains, after all, dealing with a group of soldiers with guns with bare hands, it is polite enough that people don't directly slaughter and swallow them all, the deal is reached, or is the Mill Army sending someone to retrieve the backpack outside the wall to review and count, and there are not tens of thousands of dollars, and they dare to speak?

The thick wall is the best security guarantee, everyone wrapped their clothes tightly, found a sheltered place to sit down, silently took out the food and water to eat, and at sunrise tomorrow, this zero-star shop with 200 overnight will drive people away.

As soon as Duer chewed a bite of jerky, he heard a "bang" sound, and the searchlight turned on again, and he wondered, could it be that the team that had been nesting in the depths all year round finally came out?

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