Iron Hand wanted to call for reinforcements while retreating, but Nantes had already guarded him, and as soon as his mouth opened, he was caught by Nantes and smashed his back on the throat.

The hot pain came, and the iron hand was dumb almost all at once, and could only make a "ho-ho" sound, like the voice of an ordinary cannon fodder mutant.

Nantes deliberately did not kill him, and in order to punish him for his dishonesty, the attacks became sharper and sharper.

The "Cutting Melon" knife slashed at the mechanical arm, leaving gaps one after another, and this level of metal clash did not seem to cause the mutants to be restless.

Iron Hand was anxious in his heart, he didn't expect this knife to be so sharp, it actually cut the mechanical transmission of his left arm, and the broken parts made him extremely distressed, you must know that this thing is connected to skin, flesh and bones, and even nerve bundles, and it hurts to replace it.

The iron hand that was beaten in a hurry finally broke the jar and broke.

Isn't it just desperate, who hasn't fought in this last world? Who didn't fight hard to survive?

He has never practiced martial arts, but he is familiar with the fighting methods of street gangsters, and when he encounters someone with a knife, don't run if he can't run, the more afraid he is, the worse things will happen, so it is better to carry a knife and hold the fierce beating to get a glimmer of life.

He grasped the long knife with his prosthetic hand, which was not afraid of pain, and rushed into Nantes's arms with a brisk stride.

The two men rolled to the ground together, tumbling and rolling, beating each other hand and foot, stirring up dust.

The Iron Hand had the upper hand in physical strength, rode on Nantes' waist, and then clamped Nantes's knife-holding arm with his arm and arm, almost locking him from moving.

Then, with his uninjured right hand, he rounded his arm and hammered it hard at Nantes.

Before, Nantes had slashed him in the neck with every punch, and now he had smashed every punch into Nantes's face.

Nantes didn't dare to let go of the hilt, so he could only block it with his left hand, and the huge force hit his forearm, and he felt like he was about to die.

Sister Hua spoke out in time, reminding him to let go and hit the other party's ear with her right hand.

Iron Hand's ear was an old wound, and he had just stopped bleeding, and he was slashed by Nantes' right hand, and the sharp pain hit his brain directly.

He had to break Nantes's right arm with both hands, and on this occasion, Nantes crossed his hands and grabbed the hilt of the knife with his left hand and pulled it back.

The blade of the long knife slashed under the armpit of the iron hand, and the bloody wound made him jump like an electric shock.

Even the gauze around his ears was torn off, and all the new and old wounds on his body were bleeding.

He cursed, angry, threw something and turned away.

Xiao Yang's eyes were sharp, and he burst into a shout: "Grenade!" ”

Yes, it was a grenade, the one Nantes had hung on his chest, which had just been ripped off by the iron hands.

Xiao Yang's warning and Sister Hua's reminder got into Nantes's mind almost at the same time, and he subconsciously threw himself to the ground, and the grenade flew over his head and landed on the road a few meters away.

The flames of the explosion flickered, and the sound spread, and the mutants on the mountain were all alarmed, and they got up one by one, staring at the road at the foot of the mountain.

Liu Dazhi stood up, his first reaction was to divert the tiger from the mountain, but he immediately felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran to call Tie Shou.

Several cronies and a dozen mutant leaders followed him and hurried into the col.

Liu Dazhi walked in front and triggered the three tripping thunders one after another.

He also reacted quickly, and when he sensed that something was wrong, he immediately rolled forward and ran away.

The explosions sounded one after another, Liu Dazhi himself was fine, and the mutants who followed him were not so lucky, and the four dumb guys in the front were immediately killed, shrapnel entered the body, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Liu Dazhi didn't have any regrets, he didn't even glance at those corpses, just waved his hand and commanded all the mutant troops to attack and chase people down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, Iron Hand had just run a few steps when suddenly a gunshot rang out, and he fell to the ground.

He turned over in severe pain, only to find that his right calf was still in its previous position.

At least two bullets entered the crook of his leg from behind, breaking his knee and knocking his kneecap flying, leaving his entire right leg connected by a little flesh.

His throat hurt and he couldn't speak, and Ula Ullah wailed, trying to pick up the broken leg with her right hand.

The gunfire rang out again, and it was still a three-shot burst, this time completely interrupting the flesh and skin, and the physical pain of the iron hand did not become more intense, but the mental pain increased greatly.

He had experienced the injury of a severed hand, and what he feared most was the loss of parts of his body, and now he saw that half of his leg was missing, which was more painful than killing him.

Nantes was lying on the ground, a little unguarded, he never thought that Xiao Yang could also use a gun, and his marksmanship was extremely accurate.

"You're so accurate, you can break your leg the first time you hold a gun."

", that's that leg I'm aiming at! Do you remember what Lao Tzu said? It's enough to fight mutant knives, guns are used against people. ”

"Say you're fat and gasping! Why didn't you hit the second time? I didn't hit a fixed target in the chest. ”

"Shut up, when Lao Tzu was playing with your father, you were still memorizing multiplication formulas!"

Xiao Yang didn't bother to explain, he carried the gun in his left hand, dragged his steps, walked straight to Tie Shou, the muzzle of the gun hung down, against his body, and fired several shots in a row.

Every bullet hit Iron Hand, some broke his legs, some broke his arms, but they just didn't kill him.

Xiao Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Let you hurt the old woman, this is the end!" ”

Originally, he wanted to take this guy back to the arsenal and scrape him alive with a knife, but now that the situation has changed, he has to rectify the Fa on the spot first.

Nantes looked at Xiao Yang with a gun, the back of the slumped shoulder, as if there was a slight change.

Seeing that the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the head of the iron hand, Nantes suddenly had an idea and stopped Xiao Yang.

He still had the last grenade on him, and he felt it hanging from the broken leg of the iron hand, and the safety was embedded in the ground.

Whoever moves his body will surely suffer, and Nantes is looking forward to blowing up Liu Dazhi.

It was only a few tens of seconds, and the dense mutants had already rushed down the mountain, Nantes lifted the battle knife, helped Xiao Yang to carry Zhang Chuanliu on his back, and stumbled towards the front.

It's still more than three kilometers away from the base gate in a straight line, and the rocky ravines along the way are a big test for Nantes, but it's nothing for the mutants, and it's hard for them to get out of pursuit.

Nantes, however, believed that her brothers would not die without salvation.

There had just been four explosions in a row, and another burst of gunfire, and the people in the arsenal had already moved.

Ma Zhan gathered two battle platoons, and there were less than a thousand men left in their arsenal, and these sixty or so men were the only mobile force he could muster.

They had already set off to meet them as soon as possible, and there were 4 pests that went out at the same time, Lao Ma, "Mandrill", "Chief Manager" and Liu Lang.

They had already guessed that Nantes was going to break into battle, and found that Old Man Ma had assembled a team and immediately went to drive out the second-generation mecha that had just been fully charged.

Ma Zhan saw the four of them dispatching, and his heart was a little relieved, otherwise those sixty or so ordinary soldiers alone would really not be enough to stuff the teeth of tens of thousands of mutants.

The old horse rushed to the front, and in his arrangement, these ordinary soldiers only needed to guard the door, and the rescue work was handed over to 4 big pests.

At first, he thought he was going to climb to the top of the mountain, but when he saw the black-pressed mutants running towards the bottom of the mountain, and there were gunshots, he knew that Nantes had probably managed to get down the mountain.

The four of them turned on the overload mode and sprinted at a speed far beyond the human limit, and they only needed 5 minutes to reach the three-kilometer distance.

This was probably Nantes' toughest long-distance run, they didn't run as fast as the mutants, and after a few hundred meters of distance, they were about to be caught up in the blink of an eye, and Nantes had to rush backwards as they ran to try to stop them.

It is said that in the run, the distance of three hundred meters is not so easy to hit, but there are too many mutants after all, and the bullets fall in the crowd, and almost nothing is wasted.

After running out of magazines, and there was no time to replace the bullets, Nantes threw the gun away, this thing was useless to him, it was better to throw it away to lighten the load.

There was a muffled sound of an explosion behind him, and needless to say, Iron Hand must have died, but he didn't know who was with him.

Xiao Yang and Nantes glanced at each other, the hatred in their hearts vanished, and they could still laugh at such a time.

Zhang Chuanliu was lying on Nantes's shoulder, trying not to be knocked down, and the fastest mutant was already about to touch his ass.

He could even hear the other person's heavy gasps.

Suddenly a man came out of front of him, a majestic body that he would never forget.

"Da da da......" It was Gatling's unique sound, capable of firing hundreds of rounds in one breath without stopping, and in just a few seconds, a large clearing was cleared behind them in Nantes.

Even the cannon fodder mutants, who have always been fearless of death, had to stop. Many of them were tripped and trampled by their fallen companions, and fell into a large pile of rolling gourds.

Nantes just wanted to catch her breath, but the "manager" who had just run up had already shouted and continued to run.

He has drone assistance to see a larger range, and the two wings are already outflanked by mutants, if they are surrounded, even if they have the powerful firepower of the mecha, they may not be able to escape smoothly.

Nantes had no choice but to cheer up, dragging the sluggish Xiao Yang to continue running, Zhang Chuanliu was handed to Liu Lang, who came to answer, as for the "mandrill", he had no time to talk now, and buried his head in arranging the broken explosives.

They still have a few kilometers to run, Liu Lang handed the child to the "manager", and he took the initiative to carry the seriously injured Xiao Yang, without dragging, Nantes let go of his feet and ran wildly, with the old horse and the "mandrill" behind him.

The fork in the road is in sight, and when you turn in, you will find the main entrance of the arsenal, where there are two platoons of responding soldiers, and the defensive fire of the arsenal can help, and they are about to escape.

However, the mandrill's explosives temporarily blocked the pursuers behind, but they could not deal with the outflanking enemy, and at the most critical moment, the old horse's side suddenly fell silent.

Although he has a large amount of ammunition, the bullets are not infinite after all, and he has not had time to replenish them after the daytime battle.

This special model of bullets needed to be reworked, but the power went out in the arsenal, and the remaining bullets were quickly exhausted.

Almost a kilometer away from the gate of the arsenal, they were bitten by the pursuers, could not get out, and were about to fall into encirclement.

In the panicked eyes of everyone, a stunning figure suddenly struck, like a sharp dagger, and tore through the encirclement.