What's more, these old people have been obsessed with destiny longer than young people.

The game Destiny is not only about fighting and killing, but also about human feelings.

For example, a little old man player in Yangcheng enters the destiny of heaven and doesn't do anything every day, just chatting with the little old man in the game, chatting and chatting? The old lady was a nymphomaniac and gave the little old man ownership of a house.

This guy? This little old man took off directly on the spot and became a small, bah, old rich man.

This is an example, but there are also moments when the little old man gets a lot of clues while chatting. These clues, completed by this shrewd little old man to the end, actually got the hidden profession transfer scroll.

This is not a combat profession, but a life profession, the Tailor of the Holy Clothes.

This tailor was the most famous in his previous life. The clothes he cut out have a 100% praise rate, and the price has always been high.

This guy is really fierce.

In his previous life, he didn't know his roots, but in this life, this little old man appeared in Yangcheng.

The little old man didn't know the strength of the tailor of the holy clothes, and he was measuring the height and size of the man at the moment, preparing to make clothes.

All in all, Yangcheng is becoming a destiny.

[Brothers, as long as we can take down the city in front of us, we will have delicious and spicy copper coins in the future. 】

Outside Yangcheng, Annihilation is undergoing a general mobilization before the war, after all, they are going to be sent to death, if they don't get a little excited, how can they let these people be willing to send them to death.

"Annihilation might."

"Annihilation"

"Annihilation."

The fan of annihilation is still good, so that all the thugs have a picture in front of them, as if they are really eating and drinking spicy, and the atmosphere is suddenly mobilized.

"Indiscriminate attack, whoever enters Yangcheng first, this little lady will belong to him."

The words of annihilation inspired the bestiality of this group of thugs.

The thugs licked their lips and began to charge.

Annihilation of the members of the mob, screaming charge.

To be honest, the firepower configuration of the Annihilation Mob is still not low.

Each person has a rifle with no weak lethality, each equipped with nearly a hundred rounds of ammunition, and the front section is a rusty bayonet.

This bayonet is more terrifying than a shiny bayonet, after all, it has magic damage attached.

As for the defense, it is uneven, what rattan armor, broken armor, tattered cloth, there are all there.

In the shattered earth, armor is a rare object, and if you can have a tattered steel helmet, you belong to a high-class soldier.

The infantry rushed first, then annihilated, pulling out mortars, pulling out tanks, and advancing forward.

"All ready,"

The Black Widow's order was given, and the guys on the city wall turned on the hunting mode one after another, and their eyes were like falcons.

"Don't get excited, don't waste bullets, let them rush over and fight again."

This is the little leader of the city guards, so said to his teammates.

Anyway, the little leader also put on a steel helmet and let himself stare for a while.

With the fortifications arranged around Yangcheng, these infantry of the Annihilation Mob Regiment want to rush over? At the very least, it will take a while, and if you don't worry, the battle can't start yet.

The veterans are smoking cigarettes and relaxing; The recruits are all nervous, and their palms are sweaty.

Black Widow stared at the red dot above the topographic map, motionless.

Kurto set up a sniper rifle on top of the city wall and count the targets. Tank? Oops, I like it. This is the gunner? Closer, closer.

The Tibetan soil was almost completely armed, and a set of technological armor carved into black iron covered the body of the burial soil.

This is the standard equipment of the castle in the sky, and the weapons of this post-era can basically be resisted.

To put it simply, the bullet leaves no trace on this standard technological armor, let alone penetrates.

This is specially purchased by the Black Widow for Tibetan soil, this kid, you must not die.

Boom. The first mine exploded, turning the seven or eight thug groups that annihilated the mob into pieces, and the scene was very bloody for a while.

This mine also made the players at the forefront retreat.

This guy? I'm going to die.

"Rush."

This is the command of annihilation.

At this moment, if you don't rush, cough cough, you have to die.

This is war, real war, not a game, not child's play.

Knock, knock, knock.

Mines buried in the ground were constantly triggered, causing great casualties to the Annihilation Rioters.

These mines are all fragments, and there are iron filings all around, which is even more powerful.

The members of the Annihilation Mob scattered, trying to avoid the minefield. But who would have thought? Distance? It's still a minefield.

The members of these escaped thugs, even more so, kept running away, but waiting for them? Either killed by a mine, or killed by a cold gun in the rear.

"Rush, fill it with human life."

Annihilation is extremely cold-blooded, and at this moment, it is too late to retreat.

Finally, the infantry of the Annihilation Mob Regiment used their flesh and blood to carve out a safe path for tanks and other heavy weapons to move forward.

Trench! Appear. After all, the tank cannot pass. Annihilation directly ordered to drag the corpses over and put them up.

This order, although it is by far the most practical, is inhumane, so that the members of the mob group feel the sadness of the rabbit and the fox, feel a chill in their backs, and can't help but fantasize: Wait until you die? Could it be the same?

"Hit!"

The members of the Annihilation Mob came within range.

Thereupon!

The city guards of Yangcheng began to resist.

Bullets rained down like soybeans and bombarded the mobs, causing them to fall in droves like sugar cane that had been cut down.

"Don't skimp on bullets, this thing? The lord of the castle has. ”

This is another order from Yang Cheng.

Tibetan soil is the happiest, and his mouth is constantly muttering.

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

This is the number of people hunted in Tibet, and he is counting them, and this is all a battle record.

Annihilation senses the sniper of Zangtu and wants to have the snipers trained in the mob group snipe Zangtu to snipe.

"Annihilation, I can't detect his location. I'll find out later. ”

Annihilation Sniper said.

Just after Zangtu sniped seven or eight people again, the snipers of the Oblivion Mob Regiments sensed the location of Zangtu.

"Captain, leave it to me, I'll let him go to hell now."

The sniper of the Annihilation Rioters said confidently, as if the first kill of the Tibetan soil had become his possession.

Just then, a bullet rushed straight towards the location of Kurto's eye.

This speed is like the appearance of Greedy Wolf Star.

Bite. Sparks fly.

The snipers of the Annihilation Guild immediately followed the Annihilation Report to ask for credit.

"Boss, I managed to kill this guy. Hey, what's the reward? ”

"Okay, good, you're a good kid."

The annihilation president began to praise without hesitation.

In the next second, Annihilation heard the sound of broken bones, and no matter how much he shouted, there was no response.

(End of chapter)