Su Mengfan was worried that taking two injections a day to calm down was too much for this commander.

Olmedo placed his index finger on Anton's neck.

"He's fine." After a few seconds he said, "Still alive, bring a stretcher!" ”

They put Anton's stretcher on the floor, and the needles fell more intensively.

"Don't fight back! Don't fight back! Wait a minute......"

"Hit me in my shoes......"

"Get ready for the light...... I counted to three, turned on the flashlight, and shot. People with night vision gear now lock onto their targets...... One ......"

"How did they shoot ......"

"Two, three." Several powerful flashes lit up at the same time, and the machine gun turned on.

Su Mengfan heard the shouting and dying *** sound in front, and then the shooting suddenly stopped, and Su Mengfan listened carefully.

"There, there, white flag...... Did they surrender? ”

"Stop shooting, negotiate with them, and bring the hostages to the front!"

"Stop, bastard, where? I got him, I got him! Clever old man ......"

"We have captured your priests! Let's go! Olmedo shouted, "Let's go back to the tunnel!" I repeat, let's go! ”

"How's it going? How's it going? ”“

"No response, they were silent."

"Maybe they don't understand?"

"So, shine a good light on him with a lamp......"

"Take a look." The negotiations came to an abrupt halt, as if the fighters were lost in thought. At first, it was just a few people in front, and then the fighters in the back also quieted down. This quiet is not good, it is full of tension.

"How's it going?" Su Mengfan asked uneasily, no one answered him, and everyone even stopped walking.

Su Mengfan felt that he was holding the child's hand and began to sweat, which shocked him.

"I think...... He's watching us......" Ormedo whispered.

"Let the hostages go!" Olmedo said suddenly.

"The hostages were released." Another fighter also said.

Su Mengfan couldn't take it anymore, stood up, and looked through the shield and helmet.

Ten paces in front of them, where three bright lights met, stood a tall man, with a white cloth in his broad, rough hand, who neither squinted nor covered his eyes with his hands.

His face could be seen clearly, and he looked a lot like Valtan who had interrogated Su Mengfan a few hours earlier.

Su Mengfan hid behind the shield and turned on the safety of the pistol.

The scene he had just seen was still in front of him.

It strangely reminded him of an old book he loved to read when he was a child, a book of ancient Greek legends.

One of the legends is about a half-humanoid monster whose gaze can petrify many warriors.

His massive body was large enough to repel hundreds of brave warriors.

He took a breath, gathered all his willpower to keep himself from seeing the hypnotist's face, jumped on his shield like a little devil on a spring, and pulled the trigger.

After this surprisingly fast and quiet war with mufflers, machine guns and strike tubes, the sound of Kalashnikovsky brushing fire filled the entire station.

Although Su Mengfan believed that it was impossible to miss the shot at such a close distance, what he feared still happened.

The opponent had already guessed his intentions, and as soon as he appeared on the shield, his gaze fell into the trap of the Eye of Death.

He pulled the trigger, but an unseen hand pushed the barrel to the side.

All the shots missed, only one round of bullets hit his opponent's shoulder, and he made a piercing sound and disappeared into the darkness with an elusive motion.

Su Mengfan thinks we have a few seconds now?

Only a few seconds.

He was amazed when Olmedo's team broke through and advanced to Victory Park.

Now that the barbarians had organized a counter-offensive, it seemed impossible to break through the obstacles they had created.

Acting in the other direction was the only way to go, and the words of his jailer flashed through his mind - never leaving the station in a tunnel that was not on the map.

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"Are there any other tunnels here?" He asked Oleg.

"There's a station behind this passage, exactly like this one." The little boy waved a hand.

"We played there. There were some similar tunnels there, but they told me I couldn't go there. ”

"Stand back! Retreat to the intersection! Su Mengfan shouted, trying to imitate Olmedo's deep voice command.

"What the hell happened?" Olmedo cried out unhappily, looking like he had regained his senses.

Su Mengfan grabbed his shoulder.

"Hurry up, they have a hypnotist." He said eagerly, "We can't break through this barrier!" There is also an exit behind the intersection! ”

"No, this station is a double station...... Let's go! Olmedo accepted the decision, "Stop moving towards the barricades!" Back off! Slow down! Slow down! ”

Others moved slowly, as if reluctantly.

Olmedo urged them with new orders to change and begin to retreat before new needles flew out of the darkness.

As they stood along the stairs of the passage, the warriors guarding behind let out a shout and grabbed him by the shins.

He crawled on his stiff legs for a while, but a terrible spasm knocked him down, and he twisted as if he had been twisted into his clothes, and passed out to the ground.

The line stopped. Two fighters ran out from under their shields and lifted their comrades from the ground, but it was too late.

His body turned blue before their eyes, and foam appeared on his gums.

Su Mengfan already knew what this meant, and so did Olmedo.

"Take his shield, helmet and machine gun! Fast! He ordered Su Mengfan, "Let's go, let's go!" ”

He yelled at the others!

Chin had terrible foam on his helmet, but he had to take it off the dead man's head.

Su Mengfan couldn't force himself to do this, he only took a gun and a shield, he stood at the end of the team, covered himself with a shield, protected the vital parts of his body, and acted behind the others. @*~~

They're almost running now.

Someone dropped a smoke bomb far ahead, and they took advantage of the confusion to climb down the track.

Another fighter screamed and fell to the ground, and now only 3 people could carry Anton's stretcher.

Su Mengfan didn't want to come out of the shield F, so he shot a few times without looking back.

Then the surroundings became eerily quiet, and the needles stopped flying towards them.

But judging by the rustling of footsteps and the sounds around them, the tracking has not stopped.

Su Mengfan plucked up his courage and looked out from behind his shield.

The team was 10 meters from the tunnel entrance.

The fighters at the front have already entered.

The two went in, and they turned around and swept the lights over the approaching people, covering the others.

But there was no need, and it didn't look like the barbarians were going to go into the tunnel with them.

The men formed a half-circle, put down their tubes, covered the glare of the flashlight with their hands, and waited quietly for something.