The sound of killing, the sound of gunshots, the screams of pain, there is never room for the word mercy in the real battlefield, and everyone in it can only fight to the death. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When combat evolves from small-scale contact to large-scale firefights, there is a limit to what each person can do, and life is fragile in the terrible rain of bullets, and this is no exception for transforming people.

Van hid behind a boulder with a face full of smoke, this was the fifth day he had participated in the battle, and in the past five days he had lost sight of how many people he had killed, he only knew that there were fewer and fewer members around him, until now he was the only one left.

With few bullets left in his sheath and supplies long gone, he was like a desperate lion, torn to pieces by the rebel jackals around him who might find him at any moment.

And the reason for all this is the foolish intrusion of the commander who governs this area.

At the beginning of the battle, the 8th and 9th companies led by Van were merged under the same command, and Van led a ten-man squad with his own perception to take charge of the scout mission.

With his keen perception, Van naturally discovered the enemy hiding in the mountains, so he notified the commander by radio, but the commander who ventured refused Van to take a detour, and instead wanted to break through the enemy in one go.

But the truth is much more cruel than he imagined, this unit has obviously been planned for a long time, when the commander of the attack is suddenly attacked by a large number of enemies, he found that the ambush of this group of enemies is also set up a large number of perception shields, and those enemies that are not covered by the shielding device are just bait to lure him into the bait.

The battle finally began, and the degree of tragedy exceeded most people's expectations, in order to ensure the strategic retreat of the large army, Van stood up at a critical time, he led the other members of the Nine Lives team to be responsible for the final break, the tragic battle is difficult to describe in words.

They fought and retreated, pinning back a large amount of enemy fire, and after four days of fighting and fleeing, he was the only one left in his squad.

Fan deliberately suppressed his breathing, and then adjusted his body temperature to synchronize with the environment, he urged the ability brought by the latent gene, the special magnetic field generated by the ability cells, so that he could effectively avoid the detection of enemies with the ability to perceive, but this ability can only be effective when he is stationary, or a small movement, after all, the number of his ability cells is still too small.

In Fan's perceptual vision, the three enemies were consciously narrowing the scope of the search, and Fan's position was exactly within the search circle covered by the three people.

Van cannot use any highly effective weapon, not even a lightsaber, as the slightest noise could cause him to be discovered by the enemy.

The only weapon he could rely on now was the alloy dagger he gripped tightly.

The enemy is still approaching, his hiding place is about to be revealed, and the key to life and death lies in the next short time.

Fan's body was bent like a cheetah about to attack, and the sound of slight footsteps had even begun to ring in his ears.

When the first enemy finally appeared in Van vis' sight, Van bent his body bounced up like a spring, and the alloy dagger in his hand sliced through the enemy's bare throat almost instantly.

The alloy dagger that pierced the enemy's throat flew through Van like a butterfly in his hand, and then burst out like a poisonous snake that protruded to attack, and stabbed directly into the eye socket of the second opponent.

"Bang! Bang! The two gunshots rang out almost simultaneously, and the only remaining enemy pulled the trigger at the critical moment, and the muzzle of the gun was firmly pointed in the direction of Van Fang, but it was he who eventually fell.

Van pushed away the enemy in front of him to block the gun, and then threw the pistol from the enemy's thigh holster on the ground, the enemy's throat still spraying blood.

Van carefully removed the supplies they were carrying, then found a few ammunition that could be used, and then quickly disappeared again between the boulders.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain in the distance, a rebel reformer commander was full of anger on his face.

"Report sir, since the gunshots rang out just now, the third team has not been able to be contacted, and now they, they are probably dead... A soldier said with some confidence.

"Bastard! This is already the fifth group of soldiers who died at his hands! And shamefully, they're all transhuman soldiers! Tell me what kind of transformer it takes to kill fifteen opponents in a row! Is it a high-level modifier? If it's a high-level modifier, how can it be here! You bunch of shit! The Commander roared.

"Sir, we can't die anymore, let's give up, there are too many people who have died in his hands, and there are not many reformed warriors left, and the brothers are already starting to be afraid." The soldier said apprehensively.

"! Don't I know?! Use you to remind me! The Commander roared angrily.

When his gaze made contact with the rest of the soldiers, he noticed that almost all of them had a faint fear in their eyes. Indeed, there were so many people in his own group who had died at the hands of that damn guy that they had completely surpassed the sum of the nine people who had already been killed, and the strength of this ghost-like enemy was beyond the imagination of all of them. Brahma is like a tireless devil who chooses people and devours them, no matter who he is, no matter what time he is, as long as he dares to attack him, no one will survive.

But the commander's task is to kill these ten people completely, especially since Van is in a delicate position, and he will never allow Van to leave this area alive.

So his expression began to struggle a little, and finally he spat heavily, "Give it all to me!" I don't believe I can't catch him! ”

The soldiers who accepted the order, only a few people in groups from the foot of the mountain, from their low expressions can be seen their low morale, originally a company of 100 people, in the end only nearly half of the people are still alive, and many of them are wounded, these soldiers who were originally hunters, but at this moment they cowered and slowly moved forward like a group of prey, and the reason for all this was only because of that ghostly shadow.

"Cheer me up! When the time comes, Lord Cazel and them will be alarmed, and we will not be able to eat and walk around! ”

When the commander said the name of Kazel, many of the soldiers were frightened, and they had to muster up their spirits and continue to shrink the contraction circle.

Perceiving the enemies on and off the mountain, Van ate a piece of compressed biscuit that he had just scavenged, and the five-day high-intensity battle almost exhausted his physical strength, he just wanted to rest for a while at the moment, but he knew that now was not the time.

His bloodshot eyes were devoted to survival, and he would not give up any hope of survival, not only for himself, but also for the child who could only rely on him, for the first time, Van felt the power of his heart, that was a power of faith that he had never had before, far more solid and heavy than the simple survival firmness.

After drinking the last bit of drinking water he had gathered, Van moved his limbs, stiff from exhaustion, and found a direction and hurried over quietly.

On the other side of the distance, the 8th and 9th Companies, which had repelled the pursuers, were finally able to repair slightly, and thankfully, the ten-man squad led by Fan successfully pinned down enough enemies for the large army, and it was with the time they desperately created that the large army could successfully complete the strategic retreat.

What Van didn't know was that his actions had gained the respect of almost everyone, whether it was those who supported him or those who opposed him before, they had to admit at this moment that most of their lives were bought by Van with their own lives.

"Art, can't you still contact Fan?" Rose's face was full of sorrow.

"There's no way, the boss should have turned off the radio, it seems that he still hasn't been able to get out of the fight." Art was a little serious.

"Let's try a few more times and maybe we'll be able to get in touch with him." Rose said.

"No, contacting the boss too often is likely to reveal his location." Art disagrees with Rose's words.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine." Kurt said with a serious expression on the side.

"The situation that was even more dangerous than this in the past has survived well, does his ability still need us to question?" The stout Gail said calmly.

"I hope so." Art sighed softly.

"Huh? Has any of you seen the mandala? Mu, who was bandaging his wounds, suddenly looked up and asked.