Luo Fat Man limped to Stroth's side, squatted down, uncovered Squat's clothes, and found that there was a wound the size of a baby's mouth on his waist, and the flesh on both sides was turned up, and blood kept gushing out of the mouth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Strophone was badly wounded, and the fat man frowned.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay! It's just a small hole, and it's going to kill you! ”

The fat man comforted Squill as he took out the first aid wound adhesive patch from his body.

The fat man simply wiped away some broken glass slag from Scott's wound, then pinched the flesh on both sides of the wound with his fingers, and then used a first-aid patch to glue the wound.

If there are conditions, the fat man naturally can't be so hasty, you must know that the wound is infected, and it will also die.

It's just that the fat man has no other way, and it's hard to say whether the wound will be infected, but if Stroel continues to bleed like this, it will be a 100% death.

Stroykoll looked pained, and the panicked look on his face was slightly soothed when he heard the fat man's comfort.

"Thank you!" Steaul looked at the fat man and said with a sincere face.

Stroak saw that the fat man's leg was also injured, but the fat man rushed over to help him bandage it as soon as possible.

This alone is enough to make Strophone move to promise that he is willing to sell his life to the fat man.

The fat man told Strophone to stop and rest first, but Squaul still held on to the wall, stood up strongly, and raised the gun in his hand at the fat man, showing that he could still fight.

The fat man nodded, at this time, multiple people have multiple guns, and for everyone, the pressure will be much less.

The madman and the big bear, one on one side and one side, guarded the two staircases leading upstairs.

Since they were driven to the second floor, those guards took the opportunity to rush in, and they wanted to continue to rush up, but they were blocked by the big bear and the madman with firepower, and rushed several times, and after leaving more than a dozen corpses, they all cried wolf and retreated.

Luna and Liu Zheng kept changing the window, changing places after two shots, even so, the energy bullets flying in were still as dense as raindrops floating in from the window, and they could be hit by stray bullets at any time.

The only person on the scene who seemed to be out of the way was Ji Changan.

I don't know if I was stunned by the bomb just now, or if I was stupid, I sat on the floor in a daze, not moving.

The fat man didn't have time to care about him, and the most important thing now was to contact the little raccoon and let the little raccoon come over as soon as possible, otherwise everyone would be doomed.

The fat man called several times, but the little raccoon did not respond, and the fat man realized that the signal on the communicator was displayed as zero.

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and quickly jumped to his feet and scolded: "Damn, these damn bastards actually blocked all the signals here." ”

The fat man knew that it must have been the signal of his call with the little raccoon just now, which was intercepted by the other party.

Now these damn Imperial bastards have blocked the entire airspace, all the outside signals.

Let the fat man completely cut off all contact with the outside world and become a real loner.

Without a signal, there is no way for the baby raccoon to locate it.

There is no way to locate, a military base covering thousands of hectares, and the little raccoon simply cannot find itself in a short time.

The fat man can only pray now, and when he first talked to the little raccoon, the little raccoon had locked his place.

Otherwise, this time, he will really become a martyr.

A small stone tumbled down the stairs, and if it weren't for the fat man, this tumbling down, tiny pebble would never attract the attention of others.

There are only two floors on the ground of the TH304 building, and the roof above the fat man's head is on the roof.

The fat man's first reaction was that there was someone upstairs!

Like a rabbit, the fat man rushed to the corner of the stairs and looked at it, just in time to see a military big scalp shoe, stepping on the steps.

Damn, if you can't attack from below, you can sneak up from above, it's despicable.

Screaming and scolding in his heart, the fat man raised his hand and shot it, and the energy bullet that burst out of the black muzzle pierced the big scalp shoes.

A scream was heard from above, and a soldier tumbled down the stairs like a gourd on the ground.

The fully armed Imperial soldiers, who had not yet died after falling, were looking at the fat man with a look of horror, and the fat man aimed at the opponent's head and fired another shot, ending the life of the sneak attacker.

There is no way, this is a battlefield, and there is no room for mercy.

If that Imperial soldier had seen the fat man first, he would have shot at the fat man without hesitation.

Hearing the movement, Luna, Liu Zheng and the others turned around and saw a corpse lying on the ground, and their backs were instantly cold.

They knew that if the fat man hadn't found out earlier, this sneak attacker would have come down from the upper floors and be condescending, and all of them would have been exposed to each other's guns.

By then, they would all be shot dead from behind.

The Imperial soldiers on the roof of the building knew that their actions had been exposed, and they didn't care to hide it.

Before the charge, it was customary to strafe first, and several guns stretched out their muzzles, and then fired wildly at the bottom of the stairs, and the flying energy bullets hit the ground with cement blocks in all directions.

The fat man, who was hiding in the corner of the stairs, raised the gun in his hand and slammed it upwards a few times, and the gunshots above were all dumb in an instant.

When he couldn't see anyone, the fat man shot at the gun, and the guns in the hands of those imperial soldiers were all pierced by energy bullets.

One of the Imperial soldiers, who was also hit by an energy bullet, broke his wrist and screamed on it.

The fat man's accurate shooting, for a while, really frightened the people above, and at this moment, the fat man threw a grenade upward, covered his ears and waited for the explosion.

God knows why the grenade that was just thrown up rolled down the stairs in the blink of an eye.

The fat man was dumbfounded at the time, and understood that nine times out of ten, this grenade was kicked back by the other party.

Mom, the fat man flew out, and at the same time as the fat man landed, the grenade also exploded.

The ground shook, and the fat man who was lying on the ground was hit hard in the chest by the shock wave transmitted from the ground, and his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of hot blood was spit out.

As soon as he saw that he was bleeding, although the fat man was in pain, he also launched a ruthless attack.

Damn it!

I almost killed myself!

The fat man pulled out the safety bolt of the last grenade on his body, flicked the safety plate, held it in his hand for two seconds, and then threw it up.

Seeing below, another grenade flew in, and the Imperial soldiers who had just kicked the grenade down were also happy.

Why, I didn't kill you that time just now, and I still want to come a second time.