"How the do I know!" Although Hu Bin replied angrily, he knew very well that in the confrontation between the main god and the space at another level, his own space had probably fallen into a disadvantage, which was a strategic victory at a higher level, and it was not something that could be made up by the numberers in one or two battles.

The Lord God seemed to be tired of this strife, and took advantage of the advantage he had just gained in space to begin to intervene in the war between the contract and the numberer. The Contractor's tank group had launched the final charge against the Germans, and the M4 Sherman tank, which was originally mediocre in all aspects except firepower, was enough to compete with the Tiger tank at this time, and in the face of such an enemy, the Germans could only get the result of losing and retreating, and when the main German heavy tank group in front of the army was exhausted, the entire front completely collapsed.

At this time, Hu Bin suddenly began to regret that he had chosen a Tiger tank as his car, and in the face of the pursuing enemy, the speed of the Tiger's escape was really a fatal wound for him. Hu Bin and the others were soon overtaken by the other No. 3 and No. 4 tanks and even tank destroyers on the way to retreat, leaving them alone at the rear and slowly crawling.

Hu Bin knew very well that it was not a good idea to leave the ass to the enemy, which meant that the tank exposed the weakest parts of its armor to artillery fire, and one of the most important components of the tank, the engine and the fuel tank, were also in this position, and the consequences of their hits were second only to the detonation of ammunition in the ammunition rack.

But the more he worried about something, the more something came, and the Tiger that was left behind naturally became the target of the enemy's fire, after two shots. The Tiger's engine finally stopped firing in a hoarse sound, and puffs of smoke came out, and the Tiger's already low speed quickly drained away.

Hu Bin immediately pressed the universal wrench on the armor plate, and after a burst of golden light, the Tiger engine roared again, but soon another shell struck, destroying the engine that had just been repaired again. This time the Tiger was rather unlucky, and the continuous damage to the engine finally caused a fire. But Hu Bin didn't immediately let the others extinguish the fire, and a more important thing caught his attention.

Ferré wailed miserably, one of his calves was broken by a part flying out of the engine, and the blood that flowed quickly soaked his leggings and boots and accumulated into a puddle of dark red in the grooves at the bottom of the tank. Doyle quickly pulls out the medical kit in the car and tries to stop the bleeding, while Stan silently gives him a morphine shot by holding down the struggling Ferry.

Stallone, who was rubbed with blood, pressed the pedal to try to get the tank back in motion, but no progress was made except to increase the fire behind him. Hu Bin silently withdrew the universal wrench with only one chance left. Space indicates that this item cannot repair the item that is being damaged, and Hu Bin did not equip the vehicle with a fire extinguisher because he had to bring more shells and fuel.

"Abandon the car!" Hu Bin didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he gave this order, he only knew that Doyle, who was bandaging Ferry, trembled violently on his shoulders after hearing this order. And Stallone immediately opened the sealing bolt of the escape hatch and was ready to evacuate at any time.

"Sir. Please let me accompany it on the last leg of its journey. Doyle shouted, and Ferré seemed to know his fate, and he was unusually quiet under the influence of morphine.

"You ......" Hu Bin was about to say something, but was interrupted by Stan, who had been silent, only to see him fill a high-explosive armor-piercing shell into the chamber of the cannon. Ferrey, on the other hand, struggled to his feet, put his head in front of the aiming hole, and slowly turned the muzzle of the gun to the rear with Doyle's help.

"Let's go." Hu Bin just greeted Stallone and immediately evacuated the tank, which was regarded as a tacit acquiescence to the choice of the other crew members. Hu Bin, who had long expected the possibility of the current situation, immediately took out a military motorcycle from the space ring and fled with Stallone in the direction of the German retreat. Behind them, the Tiger let out its last roar.

"They're just natives!" Hu Bin can only use this excuse to numb himself. will temporarily suppress the anger and sorrow that continue to emerge in my heart. On the way to escape, Hu Bin has been reminiscing about every bit of the mercenary mission world. Later, it was discovered that in this cruel battlefield that had been stripped of its stratagem and most of its strength, the original numberers were so vulnerable. Aside from the advantages he had when he first approached the contractor, the pace of the battle had always been firmly controlled by the main god's side. The method of boiling frogs in warm water slowly made the numbered people and the space behind them slowly fall into a difficult situation of riding a tiger, and the last thunderous means shattered the confidence of the numbered people in one fell swoop and laid the victory of the entire battle.

Hu Bin, who finally escaped the enemy's pursuit, followed the remnants of the German army to a safe place in the rear to rest, and returned with less than a third of the numbered people in their heyday, and few people brought back the chariots. Hu Bin believed that the German army in the entire coastal area had suffered unprecedented defeats except for the battlefield in which he was located, and that the numbered people in it must have suffered a serious blow.

It has been less than a day since they were able to stay in the mission world, but whether they complete the mercenary quest or not, the numberers are not willing to stay in this world any longer. Everyone, including Hu Bin, thinks that participating in this space mission is simply a huge mistake, not to mention those who have folded in this world, almost every surviving numberer has also paid a lot of price to a greater or lesser extent, but has not obtained the corresponding benefits, which is the most difficult thing for the numberers to accept.

Hu Bin knew that unlike the previous mission world, the war between the space and the main god itself would have to take a certain risk, and it was normal to not be able to guarantee the balance between the benefits and risks of the numbered person under such circumstances, but knowing it did not mean that Hu Bin could understand. The invasion of space was too hasty, and it didn't even meet the most basic conditions for letting the numberers exert their original strength, which was equivalent to throwing the few veteran numberers left after a few eliminations into an uncertain battle as cheap cannon fodder, which in itself was an extremely stupid approach. Although Hu Bin didn't know what Space was planning in this world, he was as disappointed as everyone else.

The surviving numberers invariably hid in the rear during the last part of the day. Avoiding a firefight with the Contractors who were in the limelight, silently savoring the taste of defeat, and just when there was still half a day left in the mission, the spatial prompt informed everyone of the shocking news that the suppressive power of the world against the numbered ones was gone.

"Don't you feel a little too late?" Hu Bin looked at the dark sky in the trench and muttered, the news that this news came represented that the space had finally made a breakthrough in the confrontation with the main god, and the reason why the main god was able to greatly improve the strength of the contractor before was because the space was focused on the analysis of the world's inhibition at that time.

Space undoubtedly wants the numberers to regroup and strike again. Take advantage of the last time to hit the contractor who has not much preparation. Although he felt the strength return to his body, not many numbered people mentioned the fighting spirit. There is nothing wrong with the practice of space, but it ignores the human heart. The numberers have lost faith in the battle, fearing yet another defeat awaits them when they go into battle again.

While everyone was indifferent to the hints of the space, Hu Bin stood up and shook the dirt, and put the magic equipment in the storage space on his body one by one. Many numbered people noticed Hu Bin's movements, but they only watched from the sidelines, and no one reacted.

"Haven't you given up on this failure in space?" Stallone asked in surprise after seeing Hu Bin's movements, because in his opinion. Reed was one of the most unlikely numberers to respond to the Call to Space, who had put too many resources and energy into this battle, but had lost the last battle.

"The ghost is in charge of who wins and who loses between the space and the main god. I just can't swallow it. Hu Bin put the plate armor on his body. Tighten the Spell Cryptic Glove on his right hand. "I just know that I finally had this opportunity at the last minute, and if I didn't do it, I would regret it very much."

Seeing Hu Bin walking forward without looking back, the numbered people who followed the place fell silent, and an unknown atmosphere began to permeate the entire camp. It was as if a spark had fallen into a straw pile, and several people with fiery personalities stood up. Silently began to organize his bags. More and more numberers were influenced by others, and in the face of the astonishment of the aborigines, they also began to wear pieces of equipment that did not belong in this world.

"Damn, how did I meet such a madman, though. I like it! Stallone tore open the high-end military uniform on his body, revealing the black tights underneath. A slender dagger shimmered with a blurred light in his right hand. Holding his beloved weapon tightly, Steiner's head felt unprecedented peace of mind in this world for a while, and after he quietly felt the feeling of power, he chased in the direction that Hu Bin left like a gust of wind.

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Hu Bin stood quietly on the front line, his holy sword was clubbed to the ground with both hands, and the chain wrapped around his left arm flashed red with his master's breathing. A faint fluctuation appeared in Hu Bin's perception, he tilted his head slightly, and found that Stallone, dressed in black, appeared beside him at some point. Behind the two of them, the numbered ones appeared here in twos and threes, their clothes strange and strange, but they all exuded an aura that made ordinary aborigines palpate.

Not far away, a large number of Allied soldiers slowly pressed towards the German position, and the reinforced tanks of the Contractors were the first to start.

"It looks like those guys thought they were going to eat us, and even the last thing they ate was so ugly." Spotting that the Contractors were rushing towards the area, even breaking away from the infantry in the rear, Stallone said mockingly.

"Wouldn't that be nice? Save us the effort to find them. Hu Bin said without looking back, but the hand holding the hilt of the sword tightly showed that his heart was not as relaxed as it appeared at the moment.

Although the numberers' combat skills are huge, under Hu Bin's experiment, even the most powerful wind combat skills can easily leave deep traces on the steel plate, and it is not a problem to deal with the war vehicles of the contractors. But the numberers themselves have not yet departed from the **mortal womb, and the bullets of rifles and submachine guns may not yet threaten the numberers under the protection of protective combat skills, but it is difficult to say about heavy machine guns, let alone larger caliber cannons and artillery. Even if Hu Bin was hit by an armor-piercing bullet, he would inevitably end up seriously injured, but in order to vent all the grievances he had received this month, he still had to give it a try.

The numberers stood in such a conspicuous place. Of course, it attracted the attention of the enemy, and in a short time several grenades and countless machine-gun bullets covered the area. The scattered numbered ones who were already standing scattered in an instant, each using their own means to avoid the attack, and then hid in the trenches that had been dug before, waiting for the enemy to approach.

The deep trenches effectively protected the numberers from direct enemy fire, and the shrinking of the numberers' side also emboldened the contractors, whose chariots were so good at their foundations that they left the aboriginal armies far behind. However, just as they were bent on harvesting these invaders as if they were defeated. Reality struck them in the head.

Many numbered people immediately picked up long-range weapons such as bows and arrows to return fire between enemy fires. These arrows, javelins, and other sharp weapons with various elemental energy amplifications, are driven by the strong physical attributes of the numberers, and their power at close range is very amazing, and they are not inferior to armor-piercing bullets in penetration. Several careless M4s were probably trying to attack, but they were beaten into a sieve by a barrage composed of various projectile cold weapons, and the contractors inside were estimated to be dead.

The Contractors were alerted by what had happened to them, and they immediately began to slow down their attacks and attempt to concentrate their fire to annihilate those who had been labeled invaders by the Lord God. Such tactics are effective against enemies who are also tanks. But the contractors apparently forgot that the enemy they were facing was not the clunky iron shells.

Not distancing himself from the numbered ones was the biggest mistake the contractors made, and after using the light body technique to lighten the weight of the plate armor on his body again, Hu Bin rushed towards the enemy tank cluster not far away. And dodge the flying shells and bullets with sideways and rolls along the way. It is still somewhat difficult to break through such a dense network of fire from the front. The outermost plate armor that Hu Bin wore was riddled with fragments of artillery shells and large-caliber machine gun bullets, but under the protection of energy protection, Hu Bin actually suffered very little damage.

At the risk of being wounded, Hu Bin finally blended into the middle of the contractor's tank group, and although he was very embarrassed by the bullets of the vehicle-mounted machine gun, his purpose had been achieved. A wisp of divine thought entered the puppet core ring on his finger. Hu Bin called out to Ente, who had been isolated since entering the world, and as the energy was rapidly consumed, the stone giant, who had devoured a large amount of rare materials in the previous mission world, appeared on this land for the first time.

The dark, shiny body was covered with a mysterious silver vein, the result of the combination of obsidian and mythril, and the golem took the three-story greatsword into his hand. Everyone present was frightened by the stone monster.

Silently pouring a bottle of moon well water, Hu Bin gave the order to Ent's free attack in his mind. After receiving the order, Ente completely transformed into a violent war machine.

Entre raised his hand and threw the massive stone sword at a tank that was aiming at him, the turret of the M4 along with the body was cut in two by the heavy but sharp stone sword, and the contractor inside escaped sideways with keen sense, but the rest of the crew were unlucky and crushed into pieces of flesh by the massive weapon.

Having freed his hands from the shackles of his weapon, Ente grabbed the nearest tank, deflated the turret above with a single punch, and then lifted the heavy tank body to block several shells that were fired at him.

"I really didn't expect you to be a summoner, you are as crazy as your partner!" Stallone came to Hu Bin's side like a shadow, and said in a tone that didn't know whether it was sarcasm or admiration, and the movements of his hands did not stop, shooting a sword qi with black energy at the enemy tank not far away, but only leaving a small hole in the outer armor of the tank.

"What a terrible attack." Hu Bin didn't despise Stallone's attack because the effect of his attack was too small, he glanced at it and found that the armor of the tank hit by that sword qi was slowly corroding away. At the same time as Ente was furious, Hu Bin himself was not idle, although because of the bottoming out of energy, Hu Bin could not use combat skills without scruples, but in addition to energy, the power of magic should not be underestimated.

A beam of moonfire struck a tank against Hu Bin, and the pale flames attached to the tank's outer armor burned tenaciously. The contractor who was sitting in the car and commanding thought that the flames outside could not hurt him through the thick steel plate, but after discovering that the temperature of the strangely colored flame was not high, he was completely relieved. But just as the Contractor commanded the others to fight back, he found that several Allied tankmen under his command were dying. As a rare high-power attack technique in the Cult of Nature God, the essential effect of the Moonfire Technique is to consume the enemy's life and energy before extinguishing, and it does not have to be in contact with the target to be effective. Allied tankers who are ordinary people do not have such a point as energy value, so it is their energy that is consumed instead of energy.

Everyone knows that a person can't play with a tank at all, but after being attacked by the enemy's terrible cursed fire (Moonfire), the contractor who barely escaped the punishment of Moonfire with good physical attributes directly became a loner, and the tank under his command was paralyzed.