"Something is wrong, when Carlos Paladin went out just now, he obviously didn't have anything to do, how could he suddenly feel unwell?"

After retracting into his tank, the commander said to his men with a frown, and after being glared at by Nikolai's murderous eyes, he had been restless. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Maybe Carlos Paladin has been killed by that murderer," muttered the gunner with a toothpick in his mouth, nonchalantly, "that guy is notoriously murderous, both for his own people and for his enemies." ”

Hearing this, the commander was shocked in his heart, and then immediately shook his head: "Impossible, the canon clearly states that church members are not allowed to kill internally, and the rank of Carlos Paladin is still higher than that Nikolai, no matter how crazy that murderer is, it is impossible to do that." ”

The gunner shrugged his shoulders slightly and said that he would not express his opinion, since the self-patriarch had refused so simply, it was just unpleasant for him to raise any objections.

With Nikolai giving the order to advance here, the Trinityans, who had to stop and take cover because of the Lwmmg's strafing, had to gather on the road again and hide behind the M1A1 tanks that had already driven to the front and continue to advance cautiously.

And just a few minutes after the troop left, a few flashes of fire suddenly appeared in the building where Nikolai was hiding, and the whole building began to slowly ignite.

"The Holy Trinity has fallen." Looking at the troops advancing again on the road, Yelena, who was still standing on the hillside, sighed softly, she had already guessed the end of Carlos.

"When a denomination loses its faith, its demise is doomed......

At the same time, Wen Qing and the others had just arrived in the second defense zone in the town: a group of high-end villas.

"What's next?" Wen Qing turned his head to look at Hank.

"Why do you keep asking me, why don't you think about it yourself?" Hank spread his hands.

"Nonsense, now you are the only one who knows how to defend the war here, don't ask who you ask, let's talk about it, how to deal with those four tanks." Wen Qing waved his hand impatiently, he was not in the mood to joke with this guy now, if he couldn't hold this place anymore, the Holy Trinity would only be a few streets away from his base.

"Drag." Hank didn't continue to make Wen Qing angry, and said his thoughts succinctly: "Use our snipers to keep naming the infantry of the Holy Trinity, forcing them to slow down, and finally forcing the commander on the opposite side to let the tanks advance first to clear our snipers." ”

"Will this work?" Hearing this suggestion, Wen Qing hesitated for a moment, not because he doubted the success of this plan, but because he was worried about whether it would be dangerous to do 98k.

"I guess I can, as long as I keep a certain distance from them, their tanks won't pose much of a threat to me."

98k, who has been around Wen Qing since returning from the commanding heights, smiled slightly, she was like a wife who had been married to Wen Qing for many years, and she could always guess the worries in his heart immediately.

"And what about the disconnection between their tanks and infantry?" Wen Qing asked the next question: "Except for the Leopard, we don't have any anti-tank weapons, not even RPGs!" ”

"Why do you have to destroy those 4 tanks, isn't it better to capture them?" Hank said lightly, "You are short of resources now, and 4 tanks can just give you an emergency." ”

"Captured!?" Wen Qing's eyes widened suddenly,, he heard it right, "Do you always have any high opinions!?" ”

"Am I old?"

"No, you're not old, you're still in that lively stage in my heart."

The battle was in full swing on Maple Town's side, the battle on Ambrera's 'Lost Flower' Research Institute was not far off, and even fierce battles were taking place in the safety zone more than a hundred kilometers away, and today was a bloody day for everyone who stayed in this area.

"Poof!"

A faint sound of flesh entering the flesh rang out in the underground passage of the institute, followed by various panicked roars and a dense burst of gunfire, before it calmed down again after a dozen seconds.

"Damn, hang up again!"

Looking at the corpse of the creeper at her feet, which had been beaten into a hornet's nest, and the hand not far away that had been licked through her throat, Beatrice Bremen gritted her teeth fiercely.

It's just a place to study the 'Lost Flower', how can there be such J'avo and lickers, isn't this really some biochemical test facility!?

"It's not a big deal, it's just a few soldiers who died honorably for the highest ideals of the Holy Trinity." Heinz Oxman, who was standing behind Beatrice, said loudly, completely unconcerned about what the soldiers around him were thinking.

"However, there are only 30 people left now, and it will be extremely dangerous to go any further." Beatrice frowned, not knowing if it was because of Oxman's words or because she was worried about the rest of the trip.

"It's okay, don't we still have backups, that guy Nikolai should be here soon." Oxman curled the corners of his mouth confidently, "As long as you can get all the research data of the 'Lost Flower', all the sacrifices are worth it." ”

"That's right." Beatrice also curled the corners of her mouth, "As long as that thing is in hand, no matter how big the casualties are, it will be worth it." ”

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, completely disregarding the safety of their subordinates, the soldiers around them all bowed their heads deeply, and the pitch-black masks completely covered their faces, and they couldn't see the expressions on their faces at this time.

"Go ahead, we should not be far from the data storage room." After glancing at the dead soldier on the ground again, Oxman stepped over the blood that had flowed to the edge of his shoe and continued into the depths of the passage.

"You've all heard it, keep going!"

Following Beatrice's order, the Trinity soldiers who had been standing in place turned around and followed Oxman, and as Beatrice, who was the last to remain, disappeared at the end of the passage, the whole place suddenly fell silent again.

A few minutes later, the Holy Trinity soldier who had fallen to the ground suddenly raised his blood-stained hand and held it on the tongue of the licker wrapped around his neck.

With a soft thud, the incomparably tough tongue was torn off and tossed aside.

"Cut, the fight between the lower food chains is really boring."