"What, Jessica is missing?"

Amiya listened to the news coming back from the front, and couldn't help but be stunned, now it's so chaotic outside, I don't know where so many people came out, Jessica was taken away, where to find someone?

Now it is already difficult to just try to control the front line without being impacted, and Amiya can't spare her hands here for the time being, so she has to give up for the time being.

Dr. Kelsey didn't know where to go, and besides, the monarch killer had also run away, and Amiya was a little at a loss for a moment, as if there were too many problems with the defense line she had built, and now she could only spend all her energy on filling in the gaps.

"Am I still too far behind the Doctor?"

The various squads that infiltrated St. Aral sent a message, and the whole city moved, as if they had been waiting for this moment to come.

According to the reconnaissance of the intelligence agents, more or less apparitions appeared in various parts of the Broken Avenue, and they divided into two sides and launched the most tragic battle, and the St. Aral side was quickly routed, and outsiders invaded the city and were advancing inside the city.

"Attention teams, the phantoms invading the city are the Colombian Guard, and they may be in your vicinity at any time to observe their movements."

In the history of Santa Jarral, when the chassis of the last mobile city was about to land, Colombia announced that it would no longer build any mobile city, and it was the Colombian Guard who came to dismantle and destroy the equipment and related parts.

Now, the echoes of history have been skewed, and the fierce resistance of the locals has made the end of the battle particularly tragic, and the attack of the guards has become more ferocious.

They are more inclined to destroy everything they can see.

"Dreams, echoes of history, and human intervention have deliberately changed everything, but what's the point?"

……

……

Scout moved slowly with his rifle in hand, his cloak whipped by the wind, as a former elite operator of Rhode Island and now a wilderness wanderer, he has a wealth of combat experience and is good at dealing with all kinds of situations, such as the current one.

"Scout, can't you give yourself a nice name, tsk, undead, do you really think of yourself as dead?"

With a manial smile on her face, W stepped on the stagnant water and ran towards Scout.

"I should have died, but now I'm alive, not the undead, what?"

The undead didn't even take aim, pulled the trigger, and the bullet from the rifle flew past W's face.

Feeling the burning sensation of the ballistic on his cheeks, W casually threw a bomb in his hand, not hiding his actions at all: "The bomb is coming!" ”

Her actions received positive feedback from the undead, who knew the maniac's methods and dodged sideways with a sliding step, rolling up her cloak with her left hand, trying to fend off the impact of the bomb exploding.

However, the imaginary explosion did not come.

W's chagrined voice rang into the undead's ear: "Oops, I forgot to activate the detonator." ”

The whistling sound came in an instant, and the undead subconsciously raised the rifle, the barrel of which was just resting on the short knife that stabbed it.

"When are you going to play assassination again?"

W's face was very close, and that crazy face was reflected in the eyes of the undead: "We Sakaz people are good at fighting in all kinds of environments, have you forgotten my race?" My gun is from Sakota, my knife is from Sakaz! ”

The undead jerked up the barrel of the gun, deflected W's short knife, and fired another shot in her hand, which hit W's path just right, forcing her to pause for a moment.

"Ahem, ahem."

The undead bent over, covering his mouth and coughing violently as he ran, and his embarrassed appearance caused W to laugh: "I didn't expect you to become such a sick and weak appearance now, should I help you get rid of it?" ”

"You can't do it." Hassle-free

The undead rolled up their cloaks, and in the water raised, an oval-shaped smoke bomb was thrown, and in an instant, white smoke enveloped the battlefield.

"Run, run! You're not my target! ”

W laughed and turned around, only to see the frantically spinning chainsaw heading straight for his door!

Woooooooooooooooo

The crimson chainsaw smashed, and W immediately jumped back, making the same motion as the undead, throwing a smoke grenade, and the figure disappeared into the smoke.

"Hey, a cockroach that only escapes!"

Huang sneered, no matter how pale her face was, her waist was always straight.

But this time, an angry voice came from the smoke: "Who do you say is a cockroach?!" ”

"I said you were a cockroach!"

W suddenly appeared on Huang's side, and stabbed her in the back with a short knife in his hand.

Huang stood in place and didn't move, it seemed that his reaction was slow, and the moment W got closer, he only felt that he was suddenly surrounded by hot air, and he might be blown to pieces at any time.

A ridiculous thought flashed in her heart: an expert who is good at playing with bombs will be killed by someone else one day?

Huang's back, the wound that had grown tender flesh cracked again, and the red blood soaked through the clothes, and the hot blood evaporated quickly, constantly heating the air around her, and she could detonate it at any time if she wanted to.

"I'll see how much blood you still have to shed!"

W didn't dare to fight, turned around and ran, the action was extremely fast, and Huang couldn't catch up.

"Huang!"

The undead covered their mouths, their palms warm, and blood trickled from their fingers and dripped into the stagnant water.

Huang was seriously injured, and after a short confrontation with W, it was already the end of the canopy, and at this time he was unable to catch up, looked at the undead, and hurriedly asked: "Your injury, how is it?" ”

"I can't die."

Seeing that Huang didn't go up to chase after him, the undead didn't say anything more, but leaned his back and walked into the darkness.

"Why are you doing this, aren't we comrades-in-arms, what can't you say sit down and say together, there is a lot of strength in numbers......"

Huang chased after him two steps, reaching out and grabbing the undead's arm.

The undead head didn't reply: "Ahem, Huang, there are some problems that can't be solved by sitting down, Scout is dead, and we are not comrades-in-arms." ”

His arm shook, broke free of Huang's hand, and quickly disappeared into the darkness, like a ghost wandering in the wilderness.

Huang maintained the movement of reaching out and stood in place in a daze, the storm fell on her body, behind her was the eldest brother who had given up his idea, and in front of her was the undead who had chosen the path of a lone wolf, what should she do?

"Big sister!"

There was a sound of winding pills in the distance, and a white figure ran over, looked at Huang who was covered in blood, and exclaimed: "Sister, are you okay, I'll cover you back!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, Huang fell limply into the stagnant water, and the chainsaw was thrown to the ground.

"Big sister!"

Wrapmaru hurriedly threw away his weapon, carried Huang on his back, and ran towards the command center.