"President, give the order!"

The young man with the special operations team has already begun to get anxious. Eight?? 1. Chinese ≈.

"No matter how late it is, you won't be able to catch up!"

Since someone can be hunted down here, it means that the battle on the camp side is basically coming to an end, otherwise there would be no such pursuit, when the frontal battle is still raging, no one will chase and kill the escapees, and only when the battle is basically over, will there be idle personnel to do such a thing.

Song Zheng ordered without hesitation.

"Get out, go to Starlight Camp!"

The young men of the special combat team excitedly packed up as quickly as possible, lined up the team, and gathered out.

Song Zheng and Zhou Pan led them along the trail of the blood of the seriously injured people and the remnants of the energy of those who had just left, and soon found the camp that was burning with thick smoke.

As a camp with the core of the city, even if it is already in shambles, there are still many invaders who are burning and looting, you can still see that the previous is extraordinary.

It is also a base built mainly in tents along the river.

The area alone is several times larger than the camp of the breakaway that I have seen before, and the number of tents is even more than ten times, and all of them are square tents, and they are also equipped with aluminum alloy plates, and there are simple walls around them, all of which are made of tall trees in the jungle, which look very primitive, and the actual defense is not worse than the earthen wall and brick wall.

The most conspicuous thing is the huge tent in the center of the camp, which looks a little out of place.

In that tent, the roar of machinery can still be heard.

It can be seen that the intruders have not yet demolished the urban core.

"It's not too late!" Zhou Pan looked at the prospect happily.

The invaders who were burning and looting saw Song Zheng and his team for the first time.

Immediately they gathered around from all sides.

They have all kinds of weapons in their hands, most of them are cold weapons, and there are a lot of mutation cores, after simple processing, they are not forged weapons, but the degree of energy loss has also been alleviated, at least before the energy loss, the effect of forging weapons is not too much.

"Who are you? Red Moon Camp errands! Irrelevant get out of here!"

If it weren't for the fact that Song Zheng and his team were fully armed, I am afraid that no one would just let them go away.

Burning, killing and looting have a great impact on people, especially after indulgence, and it takes time to ease if you want to take it back.

People who are in this state often have no reason, and they do not immediately attack Song Zheng and them, which can be regarded as a very restrained performance.

However, such people are in the minority after all.

"What are you talking nonsense with them? Don't you see their equipment? It's all elven suits! Just kill them all!

More people still have the upper hand with the idea of doing so.

Someone screamed, and rushed towards Song Zheng and the others.

Once someone takes the lead, the other people can't suppress the killing intent in their chests and follow along. Even if a person who still retains his sanity is excited by the blood and coerced by the crowd, he can't take care of anything, so he has to follow along.

"I'll leave it to you!" With a cold snort, Song Zheng dragged Zhou Pan into the team of special combat personnel, giving up the front to the young boys.

The special combat team members' eyes widened and they grinned: "Don't worry, president!"

Queue, raise your gun, stab!

The rigorous training made the hands of the special combat team members very calm, and the experience of dealing with the abyssal macaques also made them more comfortable to deal with the upcoming killing.

The last days have always been times of rapid growth.

After only one actual combat experience, and when they came to fight again, the special combat personnel had already faded all their youthfulness.

"Kill!"

Twenty spears pierced out at the same time, and the two queues still made the momentum of spears and spears.

Kill the red-eyed Red Moon Camp soldiers, don't look at the spears that defend like tigers, but they are like a forest, and they don't have any temper at all.

The stabbing sound of puff and puff continued one after another, and at first it was roaring and screaming, and soon it turned into wailing and crying!

The warriors who have already begun to burn and loot, no matter how powerful they are, will not be the opponent of the purge army.

What's more, there is also the suppression of this equipment here.

The blades of the Red Moon Warriors could not cut off the elven spears in the hands of the special combat team members at all, and even if the brave and extremely brave people burst into the formation, they would instantly look powerless in the face of the elven armor like iron cans. In the end, it was still the result of being killed.

The soldiers of the Red Moon Camp were quickly frightened by the opponent's mechanical killing, and the blood on their bodies gradually cooled down, watching their comrades around them die one by one, and the finances they had just looted fell to the ground and occupied the bloodstains, and with a snort, they turned their heads and began to flee.

When one escaped, there was an avalanche effect immediately, and everyone turned around and started running away almost at the same time.

"Ready! Shoot!"

However, Song Zheng's team did not catch up, they took off the magic stone rifles under Zhou Pan's instructions, aimed at the defenseless backs, and pulled the trigger!

The huge momentum knocked the fleeing Red Moon Camp warriors into the air, and before they fell in the air, the magic energy exploded in their bodies, and the flesh and blood flew in an instant.

"Hahaha! Listen! This is definitely not your person! An outsider has appeared!" Wu Yun leaned against a machine tool, panting heavily, and blood continued to flow down the corners of his mouth.

His inner house was wounded, badly wounded, and there was little chance of victory.

The reason why he still insists on it like this is just because he is unwilling.

He was able to steal the core of the city in the inner perimeter, but why was he robbed now? His grand plan had not yet begun, and his dreams and visions were only blueprints.

Why, why?

He couldn't hold on anymore, but just when he wanted to give up, a completely different voice suddenly came from his ears.

As a battle-hardened person, it was almost impossible to tell that it was two groups of people fighting, and those neat shouts, assassinations, and the ensuing gunshots would definitely not be the movements of the members of the Red Moon Camp.

Then there is only one possibility.

A third party showed up and intervened.

Whether it was Huang Que behind or purely by coincidence, as long as he could make trouble for the people of the Red Moon and make them fail, he Wu Yun would be 120,000 happy.

And the battle situation outside seems to be unfolding in the direction he is most happy to see.

"You're going to be finished! What if you kill me? The thing won't be yours! You've been picked! It's good!