"Huh! Ha ha! Mirfsky was lying on the ground, although his current appearance was very miserable, half of his body was gone, and the whole person was holding on hard with one breath, but his face was full of a smile of victory.

Just now, after dodging more than twenty death fingers in a row, Duke Weting in the sky finally became angry.

After all, the magic power consumed by the skill of death finger is quite a lot, if you continue to fight mosquitoes with such an anti-aircraft gun, maybe this guy on the ground will not be killed, and he will consume the magic power first.

Since you can't attack from a point, it's better to change to a group attack.

The effective killing area of the Death Finger is only a square meter, and Mirfsky can easily dodge it with his superb crisis response and agile skills, but when Conrad changes to release the plague clouds, he can't dodge it anymore!

After all, a large-scale bombardment with a radius of sixteen meters and close to three hundred square meters, unless Mirfsky can suddenly break through and become a mutant with increased speed, otherwise he will not be able to dodge it anyway.

It's just that the relative death refers to the domineering lethality, and the lethality of the plague clouds is much worse, Mirfsky resisted a bombardment, and he didn't even die!

It can be seen that this thing is okay to clean up miscellaneous fish, but if it is used to fight with a master, it is estimated that even if it hits Spider-Man, it will not be able to cause any serious damage.

"You're smiling so happily, don't you think you're delaying the time so that those team members can bring back my news?" Slowly descending from the sky, Conrad looked at Mirfsky, who was lying on the ground and breathed more than a dead man, and asked softly.

"Humph!"

Mirfsky glared at Conrad with the only remaining eye, as if trying to imprint his face into his mind and take him to hell with him.

"Seriously, a tough guy like you, even I admire." The Duke slowly walked up to Mirfsky, and accidentally crushed his remaining arm!

“——”

Originally, Mirfsky's whole body had become fragile because of the plague clouds, and Conrad's two feet directly trampled his arms into slag like snow.

But despite the bleeding from that one eye, the Russian man remained silent, determined to hold on to his dignity in the face of the enemy.

"Great, but I wonder if you can continue to hold on to this after seeing this?" Seeing that the enemy is so tenacious, the Duke also feels that it is not a hero's act to treat him like this, so let's go straight to the main course!

'Woo ......' Conrad pursed his lips and whistled loudly, and in an instant, more than a dozen Cerberus surged over from all directions.

"Ahh ——”

Mirfsky, who was still struggling to support himself just now, suddenly screamed, and the five team members who had just escaped had now turned into dozens of pieces, chewing inside the dog's mouth.

Of course, these mass-produced Cerberus are much smaller than they were just started, and if you have to compare them, it should be the difference between Asian elephants and hippos, and these dogs can really only be regarded as minors in front of the big dog just now.

But there were at least a dozen of them in this group of hells, and the dogs were fighting, but they were much more ferocious than one dog.

If those five people were united, they might be able to fight their way through the dogs, but if they ran away separately like death, there was no way.

Fighting alone, even mutants are no match for Cerberus, after all, the two most capable mutants are already dead.

The guy who was controlling the plant had just used his ability to tie up a Cerberus, and before he could rejoice, he was bitten in the head by another dog guarding the side.

"Any last words?" Conrad looked at Mirfsky at his feet and asked amiably.

"Sovietvan—"

'Smack! ’

Before he could finish speaking, the Duke pressed his feet and directly crushed his head.

It's really annoying, are these Soviets all brainwashed?

Originally, he was going to ask for information about the enemy, but now it seems that it has been completely in vain.

The other party can still insist on shouting slogans in this situation, which shows that he is definitely a tenacious master, and he can't read his mind and brainwash, so it is impossible to get information out of the other party's mouth.

So I had no choice but to send him on the road early.

After dealing with all the enemies that came his way, Conrad paced to Rambo's side.

The Soviets didn't care anymore after the round of fires just now, because everyone could see that Rambo was just an ordinary person with strong physical fitness, and it was absolutely impossible for him to survive after that round of fires.

Originally, according to common sense, it was true, if it weren't for the fact that there was a Forrest Gump by Rambo's side at that time, it is estimated that this melee soldier king could really only go to the underworld to report.

Although Forrest Gump's ability in other aspects is not strong, the biggest advantage of this kid is that he can run fast, and after Rambo was tied up just now, he directly grabbed the other party and ran away.

"Can you still move?" Conrad looked at Rambo and Forrest Gump lying on the ground and asked the two of them.

"I can't die!" Rambo said without changing his face, as if he was not the one who was still dripping blood from half of his body.

"Thank you just now!" Conrad nodded at Rambo and expressed his gratitude.

Substitution spells also take time to cool down, and if it weren't for Cerberus and Rambo buying him a little time, he might have wasted another life to get rid of all the Soviets.

At this time, Ducky and John also ran over from a distance, Ducky didn't care, John, this kid, really didn't know where he was hiding just now, and he didn't even have a single hair.

The Duke looked at this black man with some disgust, he had already looked at the other party unpleasantly, and now he added a greedy life and fear of death, which made his impression of the black man even worse.

Do you have to think of a way to get him killed in battle?

John suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if he was being targeted by some flood beast.

Seriously, he is actually not such a greedy person for life and afraid of death, otherwise he would not have been able to get a position as a squad leader by the way after so many years in the assault team.

It's just that during this period of time, the Duke has never hidden his contempt for blacks, which makes John's impression of him very bad.

Of course, because the difference in status between the two sides is too great, John does not dare to refute in front of Conrad, but it is absolutely impossible for you to ask him to die for the Duke.

So while everyone thought that Conrad was hanging, the others were thinking about how to desperately try to get revenge, while John was thinking about how to run back alone.

Anyway, the high-ranking Duke has never looked down on himself, so why should he help him die?