The gunfire on both sides quickly thinned out.

"Vice-captain, I'm out of bullets, I'm out of bullets"

"I don't have any bullets anymore"

Several of the defenders impatiently shouted at the vice-captain, hoping to get the ammunition distributed

However, no matter how the defenders shouted, the vice-captain never answered.

It's not just the defenders who are seriously depleted of ammunition, but the security forces too!

"Team leader, I'm out of bullets!"

"Team Leader, give me a pistol magazine"

"Can anyone give me a magazine"

"Commander, Fata Li, I have no bullets"

"Damn, damn, damn" Fatali cursed incessantly, cursing and shouting loudly at the same time: "Whoever has extra ammunition on their body, hurry up and share it!" In any case, keep the fire suppressed"

The Beichang team, after a series of battles, carried a very serious amount of ammunition.

Although the Northern Special Team is a new force, it is still not fully prepared after all-or rather, the commander Mike did not expect such a fierce battle, so he did not prepare sufficient ammunition in advance.

Defenders, although they are well prepared in advance, this is a fierce battle after all! What's more, they are at a dueling disadvantage in numbers, and in order to gain an advantage in firepower, they need to consume more ammunition

By this time, both sides had reached the point of exhaustion and ammunition.

On both sides of the fierce battle, the defenders did not retreat; The security forces also did not break through.

I couldn't help it, Ling Yan and Qi Yu in the confrontation began to become desperate! In despair, the ample fighting spirit erupted from the bottom of his heart, wanting to destroy all the enemies in front of him.

The guards began to prepare secretly, and when Ling Yan gave an order, they slaughtered Qi Yu. Qi Yu was also on guard, ready to attack Ling Yan again at any time.

However, the Great War never broke out.

The guards did not act rashly, Ling Yan did not give the order to attack, he knew in his heart that he had lost the ability to fight, and he could no longer fight against Qi Yu.

Qi Yu didn't act rashly, that was because he didn't know that Ling Yan had lost the ability to continue fighting; Moreover, there were only two Night Hunters by his side, and the other party was thirty people.

For a while, the confrontation was once again deadlocked!

Wei Qing stood quietly on his side, looking at Ling Yan from time to time, looking at the guards, and then at Qi Yu and them. At this moment, the tense and murderous atmosphere made him extremely nervous. In the silence, in the midst of his nervousness, he heard a slight dripping sound from under his feet. When I looked down, I was shocked! I saw that Ling Yan was dripping with blood all over his body, and the scarlet blood was dripping down the corners of his clothes, and the white and flawless snow had already been soaked in blood into dazzling colors.

"Goose, how are you, you don't matter, right?" Wei Qing tilted his face sideways and asked softly.

Ling Yan stared at Qi Yu on the opposite side tightly, and when he heard the inquiry, he shook his head slightly, indicating that he was fine.

Wei Qing was not at ease, and asked the people around him, "Who has a medical kit?" I need medical equipment"

Ling Yan hurriedly stretched out his hand to interrupt him and said, "Thank you, I'm fine!" ”

"But your injuries look serious!"

"It's okay!"

At this time, the big battle was about to break out, and in this tense atmosphere, even if the injury was very serious, Ling Yan did not have time to treat the wound.

The confrontation is thick!

Blood was gushing from the wound on his chest. Every drop of blood represents a trace of vitality; Losing blood is equal to losing consciousness; In the current situation, the loss of consciousness is equivalent to the loss of the right to continue to live.

The slight sound of blood dripping on the ground came into his ears, Wei Qing tugged at his heart, and said: "That being said, however, I suggest that you treat it as soon as possible, at least stop the bleeding first" This kind of confrontation, he doesn't know how long it will last! If, as before, a confrontation lasts for hours, it will be terrible! Because, Ling Yan's blood is limited, and it is impossible to flow for hours without exhaustion.

Ling Yan waved his hand again, his tone as flat as ever, "It's okay-"

Hearing this, Wei Qing had no choice but to say no more. Quietly lean over and pick up an automatic firearm from the ground! When his fingers touched the cold metal gun, a feeling of extreme cold and cold quickly spread throughout his body, and he shivered several times in succession.

Sensing Wei Qing's strange appearance, Ling Yan asked with concern: "Qing, what's wrong with you?" ”

Wei Qing said perfunctorily: "I'm fine, I'm just a little cold!" His shivering was not due to the cold weather, nor to the cold, but because of the chill of the gun itself, which reached his soul! It's the coldness of the Grim Reaper's approach

The gun itself, the ultimate value of its existence, is to end life; It is the messenger of death!

This firearm was left behind by a dead defender. Wei Qing picked up the gun, his mind and soul were swallowed up by the breath of this god of death in an instant, his black and bright eyes were filled with bloodthirsty killing intent, and he quietly aimed the muzzle of the gun at Qi Yu

Ling Yan, who only focused on Qi Yu, did not notice the change in Wei Qing. The surrounding guards didn't notice Wei Qing's subtle changes.

During the confrontation, Qi Yuqing clearly saw Wei Qing's actions, however, he didn't care, because he was absolutely sure to dodge the bullet! He didn't care about the threat from Wei Qing, he only cared about Ling Yan. He clearly saw that the snow under Ling Yan's feet was turning scarlet little by little, the snow was turning red, but Ling Yan's ruddy skin was getting paler and paler.

"Hmph, hum" The corners of Qi Yu's mouth had a hint of an invisible smile.

The standoff continued. Ling Yan's blood was gradually pouring out of his body, and his consciousness was inadvertently blurred. It seems that his death is only a matter of time.

Wait, wait, wait

From Qi Yu's face, Ling Yan captured some information! He realized that the reason why the other party did not attack immediately was just waiting for the moment when his own blood would be spilled. He realized that it would be futile for him to delay any longer

"Everyone, prepare—" He slowly raised his soft sword wings. The tip of the sword slowly rose, pointing to the sky.

His movements are slow, giving the illusion of switching to slow motion. The reason why he moves slowly is not to stall for time, let alone to be cool, but because he really has no strength; His arms were already numb, and he made this movement completely mechanically.

Wei Qing blinked vigorously and looked at Ling Yan's pale face in horror. Waiting with a twisted heart, waiting for the word 'attack' to sound.

Ling Yan opened his mouth slightly, and the word 'attack' was about to be spit out immediately