Bullets flew sideways, screams were repeated, flesh and blood were splashed, and life was like a mustard

Who would have thought that a companion would open fire on his own people?

There is no defense, and no one is defenseless!

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people had fallen, and they couldn't see it, they couldn't believe it.

"Why?" Someone shouted with red eyes, and a bullet flew in, piercing his eyebrows.

"Ahh Are you crazy? Bastard! Some of these gangsters were furious, but before he could finish speaking, they were torn apart by bombs.

"It's not true" Some people don't believe it, and they don't believe it until they die.

Believe it or not, the nightmare has come, and someone is dying every second.

"Fire, fire at these grandsons!" After the commander of the third regiment gave this order, he was completely lifeless.

What could be worse at the moment?

The long-range strength of the first and second regiments combined, close to about 300 people, but nearly 1,000 of their own people died under the guns of these 300 people in an instant.

How many people can there be in a regiment, and how many are left that have not fallen?

It can be said that many of the soldiers of the third regiment have no bones before they even fire their guns.

Of the more than 80 buses, more than 10 have exploded, and nearly 20 have been shot into hornet's nests.

The scene was extremely shocking, the smoke of war, flesh and blood, and messes everywhere!

Fortunately, the ranged soldiers did not approach step by step, and they all fell after the last bullet, and only a few machine guns were still firing around, and it would not be long before they stopped.

Unfortunately, the dense rats were already crawling on the seven tanks, countless fireflies were burrowing into the tank slits, and the muzzles of the seven heavy guns seemed to be slowly aiming at the convoy

The destructive power of the long-range small cannons is too much for the convoy to bear, and if these seven heavy guns are fired, it will be a disaster without suspense.

Not far away, in a small pit, the dark clouds held the peachwood sword tightly, and looked at the jungle in the distance with a solemn expression.

Such a war made the descendants of Maoshan helpless. The smoke of gunpowder was filled, and the bullets rained down, if it weren't for the special terrain, he would have died in Huangquan with that strafing just now.

Because it wasn't far away, he saw a lot of things.

The reason for these ranged soldiers to fire at their own people, the dark clouds have already guessed eight or nine. It's just that he didn't expect that in such an era, there would be such a vicious evil art.

The rats just bite the throats of ranged soldiers, and the ones that really control them are the firefly-like moths

Similar things are recorded in Maoshan books, but that was hundreds of years ago.

Due to its age, the books recorded are incomplete, but some key points are still noted, such as the head-lowering technique in the forbidden technique.

The world is so big, there are no surprises, some people live in the sun, some people walk in the dark all year round, and the head descender is the kind of person who likes to deal with the darkness.

What is Head Lowering? It can save people from life and death, but it can also harm people invisibly. It is called Nanyang witchcraft, also known as Miao Jiang Gu art. But all in all, they are called witchcraft. Because in the long history, no one in the world has ever used it to save people.

This kind of evil art is extremely weird, cultivated to the extreme, and can control all things and kill people in the bag to get things.

Of course, this is just a legend, after all, for thousands of years, the head descending master is too rare, and many theories are too exaggerated.

But tonight is so weird, the dark clouds are sure that they are there, probably in the nearby jungle, because these rats and flying insects are emerging from the jungle.

The number of rats and flying insects is huge, and they can't be killed, so the dark clouds are observing, as long as they know the location of the head descending division and kill it, they can most directly stop this strange war.

It didn't take long for him to spot Ni Duan, a carp rolling and crawling up, dodging into the jungle.

"What is he going to do?" In another small pit, Tang Yan was very puzzled.

Yes, it has come to this, he still doesn't understand the situation, even if he is pressed by two beauties, one big and one small, even if the big beauty is shot in the shoulder, her face is pale, even if the little beauty is full of dust and crying

At this moment, he just sighed that this scene was so realistic.

There were countless rats crawling over here, and Zhao Yaluo leaned on Tang Yan's arms with a dead face, as if he had thought of the ending.

I'm so unwilling! But what can be done?

She couldn't exert her strength, the pain in her shoulder was tear-jerking, she wanted to cry but couldn't, tears wet his clothes.

Tang Yan felt the dampness on his chest, and whispered: "Beauty, you can't shoot this dead angle, it's useless for you to cry, you can't shoot with Ben." Tut-tut-woe, one's own people beat their own people, this plot is very interesting"

What else can Zhao Aya Luo say at this time at this time, this bastard, this two hundred and five, does Dasha X still think that this is filming?

I don't know where a momentum came in, Zhao Yanluo suddenly opened his small mouth and bit Tang Yan's chest hard.

She bit hard and was very serious, but Tang Yan was happy, and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, I said you!" It's said that you can't shoot this dead end, what are you doing so seriously? I'm telling you, don't look at those rats crawling over, they can't get close to us. It is likely that at the moment of life and death, someone will fall from the sky and kill all these rats. That's how your script is arranged, right? ”

Cang Tian testified that Zhao Ayaluo had really tried her best, but this guy still talked about the plot with laughter, and she wanted to die at the moment.

"Why don't you speak, I guessed right, didn't I?" At this time, Tang Yan gently blew in her ear.

The army of rats is getting closer and closer, and Zhao Ayaluo is already ready to close his eyes, but then, something stunned happened.

I don't know why, these rats actually bypassed this pit

Tang Yan laughed proudly: "Hahaha, what do I say, what do I say, I just say that they can't get close to us." Don't cry, let go, I'm meat too! It's still going to hurt."

Zhao Ayaluo really let go of his mouth, and watched in disbelief as the locust crossing rat went away.

"Sister Ayaro, don't be afraid, the small formations that the grandfathers have laid on Guo'er have played a role." Guo'er said with her eyes closed.

"Is that really the case?" Zhao Ayaluo muttered weakly.

"Scared to death, are they all gone?" Guo'er still didn't dare to open her eyes.

"So what are we going to do next? You can't just lie there, right? Tang Yan asked in a low voice. This is what he is concerned about at the moment, because he has not read the script and does not know what role he is playing, so he has to let the beauty press and dare not move.

Of course, it is still more enjoyable to hug the soft body, smell the intoxicating fragrance, and feel the bumpy Tang Yan, even if he has been lying here and waiting until the end of the whole episode, he has no problem.

Fortunately, because the scene was shocking and the picture was too realistic, Tang Yan didn't have any instinctive reaction

If Zhao Ayaluo knew what Tang Yan was thinking at this time, it was estimated that he would not be robbed and killed, and he would definitely be angry to death first! In this case, I don't think about how to live, I think about those messes are simply a talent!

"Guo'er, you said those things wouldn't come close to you, did you?" Zhao Aya Luo thought of a very important thing.

"Yes! I've said it many times, but my sister hasn't believed it," said a little aggrieved.

Zhao Yanluo's eyes moved, and he said softly: "Tang Yan, this is making a movie, in fact, your father is not the protagonist, the real protagonist is you." See those seven tanks? Your task is to destroy it by holding the fruit. ”

Tang Yan was stunned, but he still asked complacently: "I'm the protagonist?" Is this true? How to destroy? Do you have to hold her? ”

Zhao Yaluo said: "She is also the protagonist, how to destroy it, you need to play freely." ”

Tang Yan grinned: "You didn't say it earlier"

Zhao Ayaluo: "Come on"

Tang Yan took a deep breath, gently helped Zhao Yanluo up, and said affectionately, "Wait for me!! ”

Zhao Aya Luo nodded seriously: "Come on"

The sound of gunfire and cannons was endless, Tang Yan got up from the pit, holding the fruit in his left hand, and holding the pig-killing knife out of the sheath in his right hand.

This knife has not been unsheathed for three years, rusty, and black, but this is Tang Yan's last hole card.

For some reason, when the night wind hit, it ruffled his hair and blew his robe, so that there was always an aura on his body that could not be forced to look at.

This kind of breath is called indomitable!