For some reason, people from other countries did not attack the building immediately. Sun ruthlessly walked out of the small research room with mixed feelings, leaving the white coat there alone.

There is no view from inside the church, it is about 400 meters in the air, and if you break the glass, you will see a black army outside.

No one wanted to see it, the soldiers were all gathered together, and in the middle were Lin Qionglu and the secretary in the white coat. The latter emptied the contents of the backpack and covered Lin Qionglu. Looking at her slightly red face, she should have a little fever, which is the reaction when the gift is overused. She is still running her own gifts under Wu Qi's gift, and her brain is severely deprived of oxygen, but the more important problem is that she is now short of medicine.

There is no special medical instrument, even if it is a medicine for cooling and disinfection. There are only hemostatic drugs, muscle-building powder for the treatment of trauma, and then antibiotics and cardiotonics. Now, the secretary who is good at playing tricks has no choice.

He looked up at Sun ruthlessly walking up to him and shook his head slightly. The air was filled with the smell of sweat, and the soldiers around him looked at him with indescribable complexity in their eyes. Sun Wuru only had a chance to take a good look at these soldiers at this time, most of them had the appearance of mixed blood, the fair skin of the Federation people and the collapsed nose bridge unique to the Orientals, and there was a trace of sweat on them. These people were crawling around in Ashlon, and the war blackened their faces, but brightened those eyes.

Bright enough to want to kill.

But after all, it was not so obvious, Sun ruthlessly turned his head, and everyone who touched his eyes turned their heads and did not look at him.

This is what he provoked, and by now, no one remembers the original intention of coming. The blood of the organization was left behind by them, and now everyone just wants to know how they can leave.

The white coats ordered to collect all the escape devices on this floor, and they also had simple auxiliary gliders in their own backpacks, so it was not a problem at all to leave the four hundred meters in the air.

But the problem is that in the air, they are living targets. Perhaps these soldiers knew this, too, but the white coat didn't let them know about the situation outside, and this worry didn't continue to worsen.

The most important thing now is to stabilize the morale of the army, and the white coat must be stabilized, and the life must also be stabilized, because although these soldiers cannot help in the frontal battlefield, if the morale of the army is broken, they may point their guns at these law enforcers.

They will die a terrible death.

Even, if the secretary is willing to take out the saber in his hand, ten seconds later, Lin Qionglu will die in his hands.

Even if Zhang Xiaoxiao is here, he is an invincible tiger, if he is as weak as Lin Qionglu, he is still a fish under someone else's knife. That is why a country must not allow law enforcement to get into danger, and if they need to intervene, it must do so on the premise of winning the situation.

But if both sides have such a purpose, if one of them has to fail, what will be the outcome?

Thinking of this, Sun ruthlessly glanced at "Qin Chu'an" who was thrown into the corner. This person will not be gifted, obviously not his brother, but then again, why did the Federation send Qin Chu'an here at this time. Not only him, Wu Qi, Lu Yue, Zhang Xiaoxiao and even many fourth-year and even graduated students, at least a quarter of the combat power of the academy was gathered here, and he didn't even know how many people were waiting in the dark to give the real enemy a fatal blow.

This is the way of the Federation, Sun Ruthless knows, they will never fight a war without a chance of victory. The Federation is strong, but it is more afraid of death.

Lost Oasis, perhaps? Sun Wuru had a flash of inspiration, and looked at the wall breaker who was busy in the other corner. Cheng Wanli has come to his senses and closed his eyes to recuperate. But the chair bearer was still lying on his stomach weakly, with a painful expression on his face. The iconic cap had fallen off as Zeus tracked them, and their messy hair was greasy and felt even more scruffy.

Everyone is sloppy, this is the battlefield, even washing

None of the chances. The people of the Lost Oasis are obviously also pampered characters, and Sun Wuru doesn't understand who ordered them to find the "nameless" team in Ashlon City, and protect them, protect Sun Wuru.

This is the biggest suspicion of this operation. Sun Wuru could feel himself jumping from one fire pit to another, if this place was breached, he might be captured by one party, if it was the Federation, it would make him guilty of defection, and what awaited him was probably the same as the Piris Prison.

And the best chance that they can safely leave Ashlon City does not come from him, he is not the protagonist of this operation. Sun ruthlessly looked at the people of the Lost Oasis who were resting in the corner. Cheng Wanli, the chair bearer, the wall breaker and the giant Manny are all elites who have slipped out of various countries. Now, Sun Wuru is just like them.

It's not that he expects the Lost Oasis to help him arrange his life for the rest of the day, it's just that he thinks it's reasonable for them to do so. Otherwise, after paying such a big price and exposing so much power, in exchange for only the deaths of these few people, what a loss-making business it is?

The young man he met in the Lost Oasis game should be on his way, and Sun ruthlessly told him about Lin Wei, in exchange for his determination to leave the Federation completely.

But then what?

Now what?

Wait?

Sun Wuru began to be inexplicably agitated, because everyone didn't seem to be in a hurry.

The "nameless" soldier is not in a hurry, he can understand it. Because they couldn't see the outside world, they didn't know how many mechs and spaceships were surrounding the building right now. Countless snipers must have taken aim here, and more soldiers are pouring into the building. No matter which side you have, you can defeat everyone here.

The Federation only paid the price of a dozen soldiers to completely eliminate the most difficult law enforcers among them.

As long as you use people properly, the seemingly invincible lost oasis will be easily defeated.

But what Sun Wuru couldn't understand was why they were still so calm.

"I still want to know, who is the one you call 'bespectacled'?" Sun ruthlessly walked over and sat down cross-legged in front of them. He needs to hold his head up to see Manny's helmet, and he's looking down at himself like a human looking at an ant.

The wallbreaker glanced at the chair bearer, who didn't even bother to open his eyes.

"Why are we telling you?" The chair bearer speaks weakly, but he is categorical and does not say a word.

"This is not the Academy, we are not your 'friends'." Cheng Wanli added a sentence and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

The two men made their attitudes, and the wall breaker gave Sun a ruthless look apologetically and continued to hide back inside the wall. He was right next to the chair bearer and Cheng Wanli, who could take them out of the building at any time.

They should have a way to leave, so they hurried to rest. These enforcers and the "nameless" soldiers are people of two worlds, occupying one left and one right in the church, looking at each other from afar, each with their own ghosts.

"The injuries on your body, I heard that they were like this with Zhang Xiaoxiao?" Sun ruthlessly ate the closed door, thought for a while, and looked up to Manny to ask.

According to the wall breaker, Manny used to be the enforcer of St. George's Cathedral, and he really didn't know how Zhong Liwang used to get him out of Europe.

Manny turned his head a little slowly, glanced at Sun Wuru, and nodded for a while. The wounds on his body seemed to be difficult to heal, judging from the incision, Zhang Xiaoxiao's weapon should have been plated with a layer of lead, plus the bloodletting tank, the wound could not heal at all. Even trauma medicine won't help if it doesn't remove the toxins.

Now, he was supported by his strong body, and as soon as he exercised vigorously, blood immediately gushed out. There was also a strong smell of blood from under his body, even if he was strong if not treated immediately

Giants will also die.

All of this is thanks to Zhang Xiaoxiao.

That night, he was sent to slow down Zhang Xiaoxiao's pace, divert the Federation's attention, and make time for the others. He was confident in his gifts, with skin like mountains and rocks, and the strange power of giant beasts, no human could defeat him head-on.

And now, listening to Sun's ruthless words, he nodded lightly.

"Did you win?" Sun asked again ruthlessly.

After a moment of silence, Manny shook his head again, only to stop looking at Sun Wurui. Inside the helmet, a deep sigh was buried.

"Zhang Xiaoxiao shouldn't be dead, but seriously injured." The voice of the wall breaker came faintly from beside him.

A stone in his heart was put down, and Sun Wuru was about to stand up, when he suddenly felt some noise behind him. Looking back, the soldiers were unpacking their bags and preparing to eat.

When it is said to be a meal, it is actually just ordinary compressed biscuits and vitamin granules, which can be swallowed with water, and it is also considered a meal. As a soldier, eating such food is already commonplace.

But the problem is that even if they compress the biscuits, the quantity is not enough for them to eat.

Food is scarce and drinking water is barely enough. But now the problem is that the Lost Oasis and others, without carrying any food and equipment.

And they eat a lot. The secretary had already boiled the compressed biscuits into a paste and fed them to the delirious Lin Qionglu, and the others had no opinions, but the eyes that looked at the Lost Oasis were a little more vigilant.

Just then, the white coat came out of the room. The secretary quickly stepped forward and handed him a large piece of biscuits and water that everyone had saved.

The white coat took it naturally, but he was stunned and thought about it for a while, and after a while, he broke off a large piece and walked to Sun Wuru and the others. But surprisingly, he handed the large piece to a few people in the Lost Oasis, and handed the small piece to Sun Wuru alone, and finally handed over the water in his hand.

"Boss, this doesn't fit." Listening to the growing voice of complaining in their ears, the secretary had to ask this sentence on their behalf.

This is all the food rations that the brothers have saved for their boss, what now, you have nothing to eat, are we still deducting a little bit from you?

Everyone stopped eating, looked at the white coats, and then looked at the people in the Lost Oasis, and a strange emotion began to spread through the team.

"Boss, do this, what do you let us do?" The secretary's words went unanswered, and soon, at last, someone began to challenge the majesty of the white coat.

"yes, not everyone has food here. Those who can still carry guns are given priority, and we, the wounded soldiers, can only go hungry. A man with a broken arm raised his amputated right hand angrily, his hideous face covered with blood: "Then we are not as good as those people?" ”

The louder the voice became, the more uncontrollable the scene became. The secretary felt that something was wrong when the white coat made this move, but the words were terrifying, like the Yellow River bursting its banks, and it was out of control.

In the next second, someone put his hand on the gun on his waist. Sun Wuru could see clearly, the muscles in his body were already tense, and he could enter the battle at any time.

But at the last moment, the white coat took off his sunglasses.

"Look, isn't there still food?" His tone was gentle, like a doctor coaxing a patient to take medicine. He bent down and seemed to have taken something out of his empty backpack. But in Sun Wuru's eyes, he had nothing in his hands.

But the atmosphere slowly eased, only the secretary in the center frowned, but all the soldiers saw his empty hands, and their eyes were quickly drawn over.

"I'm ready, I'm ready, there's enough food." As he spoke, he handed a cloud of air to the wounded soldier, and his tone was as soft as water: "Eat slowly, we will be able to go home soon." ”

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