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"Let's go!" Fan Fei jumped and picked up Rose directly.

Rose looked at the face close at hand with some confusion, she couldn't figure out what Fan was going to do.

"Inform them and ask them to rally to me at once."

"Why don't you come by yourself?"

"Don't talk nonsense! My headset is broken! Van almost roared.

Rose immediately carried out the order, and she no longer dared to hesitate in front of the angry Fan.

Moments later, Rose received a reply.

"Van and Art said that he would not leave, he would rather choose to die in battle than take a step back." Rose said softly, a little cringe.

After hearing this, Van frowned tightly, grabbed the rose headset, and shouted in a completely roaring voice, "Art! Give me a retreat right away! That's an order! ”

There was a brief silence on the other side of the headset before a voice returned.

"Boss, we have no way to retreat, behind us is the main city, I would rather die here than be a coward who escapes!"

"Bastard!" Van roared loudly.

"You know what!"

There was a long silence on the other side of the headset again, and then Art's somewhat hoarse voice reached Van ears, "Chief, I know you must already know something, you will always know more than we do, but sometimes I would rather know less, because then you will not be bound by the 'truth'. ”

"Do you think I'm on the run?!" Van roared in a low voice.

"Perhaps." Art replied softly.

"You idiot!"

"Yes, I'm a fool, Rose keeps saying that about me, but it's my own choice. Take care, boss. Art smiled and closed the headset completely.

"Bastard!"

Rose, who was still in Fan's arms, had never seen Fan's angry side, so she shrunk up tightly, not saying a word, not daring to say a word.

Rose, who is very strong in the eyes of outsiders, can only be obedient and obedient in front of Fan.

Van strode and galloped, and in the blink of an eye, he ran a distance of a thousand meters, he put the rose in his arms on the ground, and then stuffed the headset into her hand.

"Inform everyone you can inform and let them choose to retreat immediately, this senseless sacrifice is worthless!"

"But Fan, are we really going to escape?"

"Escape? It's just a strategic retreat! You don't understand anything! Van growled a little anxiously.

Rose looked at the man in front of her with some panic, who felt a little strange because of her anger, his impression of Van had always been calm and restrained at all times, and he had never seen him lose control of his emotions.

Rose took a deep breath, it was a big sin to escape from the Angel of Death in military law, but when Fan made up her mind, she still decided to support him without hesitation, and she was willing to make herself the last person to support Fan, no matter what was right or wrong, no matter the result.

"I'll do my best." Rose nodded firmly.

Van glanced at Rose with some complications, "Live, believe me!" ”

Then he rushed back to the direction of the defensive line without hesitation.

"I will." Rose murmured softly.

On the battlefield.

"Art, who were you talking to?" Mark turned his head to dodge a stray bullet and yelled at Art, who was not far away.

Art poked his head out of the rugged trench and fired a casual shot, not caring at all if he could hit the enemy, "Nothing. He yelled.

Mark spat heavily, "The devil believes you!" Even the headset is turned off. ”

"Where is all this nonsense!" Art's ill-spoken response.

Mark then gave Art a strange look, as the sound of Rose was already ringing in his headset.

"Fuck, you lied to me!" Mark screamed with some excitement, and then a bullet nearly shot through his shiny head that was out of cover.

Mark touched his face in shock, then poked his weapon out of cover, firing a barrage of bullets in a short period of time.

"Bastard! almost killed Lao Tzu. Mark exclaimed, "Rose has told me that Van is back!" He told us to retreat. ”

"If you want to withdraw, you can withdraw yourself, don't drag me on." Art said without looking back.

Mark patted his bald head, he felt as if he was just like Fan's little brother, and Art was his former self, otherwise how could Art, who had always been the head of Fanma, suddenly refuse?

"Don't make a mess of Lao Tzu! If you really don't leave, I'll ......," Mark couldn't say for a moment.

Art emptied his magazine again, and when he reached for the ammo pack on his combat suit, he found that it was already empty, he cursed, and quickly approached Mark.

"Do you still have ammo?"

"And a few more." Mark then pulled out two magazines.

Art snatched the magazine and quickly loaded it onto the weapon.

"You're really not leaving?" Mark pulled Aat who was about to leave.

"Let's go?" Art glanced at Mark lightly, "So many people have died, you let me go?" What do they do when I'm gone! Art snarled and pointed at the other fighters who were still fighting.

Mark looked deeply at Art, whose face was flushed with anger, and he suddenly exhaled softly, "Snow white she died?" ”

Art's face changed, he shook off Mark's hand and rushed out without saying a word.

"Sure enough." Mark sighed softly.

Originally, he was still wondering why Art would be so resolute in rejecting Fan, but now it seems that everything has a reasonable explanation.

Mark could relate to how Art was feeling right now, as if he had killed all of his team members before.

Bai Xue, as her name suggests, is just an ordinary warrior who can't be more ordinary.

Not even a modified person.

If it weren't for the fact that he stumbled upon Art's secret private meeting with an ordinary human female soldier, Mark would never have imagined that Art would fall in love with an ordinary woman.

And now, the woman has apparently died on the battlefield, and Art is like a crazy wounded beast, and revenge is now his everything.

Mark spat heavily, looking at Art's desperate back, he remembered those comrades who had died in the hands of the enemy a long time ago, so he tightened the weapon in his hand and rushed out with Art, he couldn't leave Art alone, because no matter what, Art was also the one who saved his life.

But when they saw death as if they were about to face the enemy, a voice sounded in their headsets at the same time, "Everyone's attention, everyone's attention, immediately evacuate the battlefield, immediately evacuate the battlefield, I am the Ministry of Military Intelligence." Repeat, everyone immediately withdrew from the battlefield, I am MI! ”

All the soldiers who were fighting on the defensive line instinctively paused slightly, and for a while they couldn't accept such an order, "Why retreat?" "That's what most people think together.

However, obedience to orders eventually prevailed, so they activated the buried mines that had been planted in advance and died with the enemy, and then quickly retreated back from the defensive line.

"Art! Stop it! We're leaving, it's an order from the organization! Mark yelled.

"If you want to go on your own, how can the organization give such an order!"

"Look at them!" Mark pointed to the others who had already begun to retreat, "Don't lie to yourself, you're just blinded by hatred!" ”

Art looked at the others who had indeed begun to evacuate, his expression cloudy, but then he gritted his teeth and rushed out again, regardless of it.

"Bastard!" Mark scolded mercilessly.

But a vague figure swept past him like the wind, heading straight for Art as he stepped forward.

Fan's thunderous knife slashed at the back of Art's head, and he lost his mind with hatred, not even noticing the appearance of Fan.

Fan Shun carried the unconscious Art, his striking knife was merciless, if he were an ordinary person, he would probably be completely killed by this striking knife, but in order to achieve a successful blow, he must choose to do so.

Brahma came in a hurry, and went even more hurriedly.

"Damn, finally the person who can clean you up, almost killed me." Mark looked at Van running back and forth like a gust of wind, and reached out and touched his bald head.

He then remotely activated the mine under his control, and then strode closely behind Van Meteor.

As for why the organization gave the order to retreat?

He didn't bother to care.

At this time, in the control center of the Angel of Death's outer city defense system, Yang Jian was staring at the big screen in front of him with a cloudy face.

"Why let them retreat?" Fagan asked with a frown.

"Do you think the number of casualties is not enough? Look what that is! Yang Ji pointed to something that became clearer and clearer in the picture, it was a humanoid creature, they were either shaped like apes, moving like lightning, or wearing bone armor, which could resist artillery fire, and all kinds of strange other forms, and they were about to officially step into the battlefield, "That's the Imperial mutants!" Do you think these low-level reformers can stop the army of mutants? ”

Fei Gen stared at Yang Jian expressionlessly, "Sometimes the necessary sacrifice is worth it. ”

"Worth it? Their sacrifice will be worthless! It's time for the high-level Angel of Death to intervene, these low-level reformed people, it doesn't matter how much they die. ”

"And you're going to open the gates?" Fagan remained expressionless.

"I'm going to open the gates!" Yang Ji's tone was resolute.

"But the enemy will also take advantage of the situation to rush in."

"Then let them in! I will not let these innocent lives be sacrificed for nothing! Because they are all angels of death! They are all an essential part of us! Yang Yi's impassioned voice echoed in the control room, and almost all the operators were in awe of him.

"And what about the defense system?" Fagan asked.

"If the Angel of Death is reduced to the point where he can only rely on these things to defeat his enemies, then it will be the greatest sorrow of the Angel of Death!"

"So?"

"So I order you to shut down all defenses and put us in a real head-to-head battle with the Empire! The Angel of Death is never afraid of any enemy! Yang Ji's tone was full of incitement, and almost everyone present was a little indignant under his incitement.

"All?" Fagan emphasized.

"All! Including our ultimate weapon! ”

"As you wish, Your Excellency." Fagan lowered his head slightly, masking his fleeting sneer.

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