"What can I do? Naturally, it's on! You can hide behind me, and we will help each other, and there will be absolutely no problem. ”

Ouyang Zhan said in horror, what can he do, don't look at him fearless on the surface, he looks like he is not afraid of heaven and earth, but he is already afraid in his heart.

Compared with Ouyang Zhan's fear, Zhang Feng's heart was cowardly. It's human nature to be afraid, who can not be afraid. There is no absolute fear, you can only pretend that you are not afraid on the surface, and then hypnotize yourself not to be afraid of death, it is already great to be able to do this, these are all facts.

At least although Ouyang Zhan was scared in his heart, he didn't run away openly, looking at his current actions, he was thinking about how to go to the other party's corpse.

The best way to do this is to kill the enemy's corpse and then get out of the way. He didn't want to hit a stone with an egg, it wasn't worth it. He hoped that even if he was going to die in battle, it would be best to lose both sides with the enemy, and no one would get a bargain.

And Zhang Feng and Ouyang Zhan are two different kinds of fear of death, he is cowardly, he just doesn't want to die. After all, there is a huge disparity in strength with the enemy, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is not to fight, this is to find death.

In the past, when the group beat up the bloody corpses, they ran faster than anyone else, but now that they encountered hard stubble, Zhang Feng wanted to escape from the scene. But beyond that, he not only wanted to live, but he also wanted a higher position, and greater power.

If all the people in the Tiger Regiment died, and the Six Gods Sugar Xiaomeng and the Six Generals Ouyang Zhan died, he would be lucky to survive at that time, and then find a few random people to make up a story together, saying how bravely he fought and killed the enemy, and finally escaped from the dead, and he didn't know that the Six Gods Sugar Xiaomeng and the Six Generals Ouyang Zhan were dead.

These are Zhang Feng's general thoughts and the methods he has come up with. If this method goes smoothly, then Zhang Feng's luck is better, he can not only get the good reputation he wants, but also have a higher status and greater rights. In the end, he will also be regarded as a hero who fought bravely to kill the enemy, so that future generations will remember it.

In addition, the organization of gods and generals has been exposed, and those keyboard warriors, trolls, and rhythmic leaders don't need to spend money, and those editors will render Zhang Feng, for example, Zhang Feng is a peerless genius that is rare in the ages, and it takes a thousand years to produce a Zhang Feng.

An elite a year, a talent a day in a hundred years, and a peerless genius in a thousand years.

"Zhang Feng, don't get distracted, you're going to fight the enemy later."

Ouyang Zhan shook Zhang Feng and said, it turned out that Zhang Feng had fallen into a fantasy just now, and he was fantasizing about being regarded as a hero by the people of China just now.

In addition, it is daytime, and the content that Zhang Feng fantasizes about is indeed a bit of a daydream.

Sugar Xiaomeng had already flown to the front of the battlefield first, and the soldiers of the Tiger Regiment had already dispersed according to the order.

However, these fighters are still wondering why they are scattering their actions, and the combat effectiveness of gathering together is not greater. It's like a chopstick is easy to break, and a pair of chopsticks is not easy to break, don't you understand this truth?

But they are soldiers, and the military orders are like mountains, and even if they have questions, they don't have time to raise them, after all, the enemy has arrived, and they don't have time to report their doubts. This enemy is not an ordinary enemy, but a bloody corpse like a zombie.

If the blood corpse is exactly the same as the zombie, it is easy to deal with, but the blood corpse is much more powerful than the zombie, the powerful blood corpse is not even afraid of shells, and even the powerful blood corpse can easily lift the tank. It's lifting the tank, not lifting the tank. Lifting the tank is above the head, and lifting the tank is only in the chest, so it must be more difficult to lift the tank.

At the same time, it also shows that the blood corpse is very powerful, very perverted, more powerful than zombies, and even more perverted.

They didn't know if they would be alive after this battle, so naturally they wouldn't think about miscellaneous things.

When preparing for battle, many people took out pictures of their families from their breast pockets, including pictures of their daughters, pictures of their wives, pictures of their mothers, photos of their fathers, pictures of their sons...... They looked at the photo silently, and their hearts couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.

They knew deep down that after this battle was over, they might be leaving their loved ones forever.

They can't retreat, they have to defend this line of defense even to death, and if they are broken through this line by bloody corpses, more families will be broken.

They are the soldiers of China, the soldiers of China, and the good sons of China...... But they were also someone's relatives, someone's son, someone's husband, someone's father.

After today's battle, their children will lose their fathers, their wives will lose their husbands, and their parents will lose their sons.

However, in order not to break more families, in today's battle, they will go all out, they will fight to the death, they will be fearless.

Sugar Xiaomeng stood at the forefront of the warriors, silently waiting for the arrival of the bloody corpse enemy. And Ouyang Zhan and Zhang Feng also followed closely behind Sugar Xiaomeng, who was holding an air compressed pistol tightly in his hand, ready to strike at any time.

And Ouyang Zhan and Zhang Feng also raised their weapons one after another, and the weapon in Ouyang Zhan's hand was shaped like a scythe, like the black scythe that the god of death was holding.

The shape of the weapon in Zhang Feng's hand is two big hammers, see the weapon used in the process of biting gold, the appearance is similar to the weapon used by Cheng Biting Jin, haven't you seen the biography of the heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, there is no childhood boy, alas.

It is holding two hammers in his hands, and the shape of the hammer is oval, like a rugby ball. Then add a handle to one end of the rugby, and the shape of the hammer is fatter and larger than the rugby, Zhang Feng uses two of these weapons in his hands.

In addition, the warrior brothers of the Tiger Regiment are clinging to machine guns, submachine guns, and sniper rifles.

Even the artillery that fired the shells was reoriented, and the few tanks they had left were ready.

There were less than 1,000 people in the whole regiment, and all of them were ready to die.

The scene was quiet, so quiet that a thin needle fell on the ground, and it could be heard clearly.

They all waited for the regiment commander to give the order to shoot and fire, and the regiment commander was also waiting for Sugar Xiaomeng to fire the first shot, and then he gave the order to shoot and fire.

The head of the Tiger Regiment really admires Sugar Xiaomeng, a girl can have the courage to stand at the forefront of the soldiers.

On this point, the head of the regiment sincerely admired Sugar Xiaomeng.