As we approached this huge and hidden mountain fortress, we were greeted by a barrage of bullets that rained down. *Net* I have never seen a man-made light so dangerously and yet so beautifully shimmer that it illuminates almost the entire deep night sky.

Explosions rang in my ears frequently, surrounded by scorched earth debris from the light bullets, trees burning, flames cascading down their branches up the plump canopy, like torches that lit the way to death, attracting the poor worms who threw themselves into their nets to doom.

Judging from the current situation, we are just those poor worms.

I've never seen a fortress so heavily defended, and the metal gate built into a col was surrounded by firing emplacements made of special grey-and-white building materials I don't recognize, and though no one used them, they were even more insane than the most insane maniacs. In addition, there are many humanoid metal puppets carrying weapons to outflank us, and the guns in their hands are also constantly emitting blood-colored red light, and each time they are concentrated, they lose at least more than 300 life force points.

"What are those idiots for?" Fei Yin held the destructive "Hydra" in her right hand, half-crouched and leaned against a rock, watching countless scarlet beams of light whizzing over her head, pointing her left hand ahead and scolding angrily, "Is this your mother considered an 'elite'?" I bring nail clippers that work better than them."

Following her fingers, the group of commandos that Colonel Duffy had sent to us were all hiding behind us with their big butts pouting, almost with their eyes closed, firing indiscriminately forward, and occasionally showing their heads were frightened back by the overwhelming light bullets from the opposite side, and they couldn't count on it at all.

In fact, she's not the only one of us who has discovered how wasteful this group of so-called "elites" is, at least I've noticed more than once that a minotaur with a big gun is supposedly hiding behind a tree. The tree was not very thick, barely providing cover for his sideways head and torso, but it could not stop his plump, straight, curvaceous buttocks, and from my vantage point I could even see his coquettish little tail still dangling. Every time he showed up, he fired three rounds of ammunition with great precision - and I say "divine accuracy" because in this crowded jungle of jagged trees and branches, and a number of metal puppets were all over the place, he miraculously missed nothing with every shot - and then retracted his head with unusual speed. And I guess there was an idiot like him on the other side of us, who would shoot a bullet at that moment and hit the trunk of the tree with unerring accuracy, neither to the left nor to the right. I don't know why the dangerous ammunition in the hands of the enemy that hits people with such a landslide and a tree breaks and hits people, why the power of this magical tree is not visible at all, even if I use my teeth to gnaw on such a long time, I can gnaw off a piece of bark, but this tree is still unharmed.

If all the enemy's weapons were as powerless as this toy, maybe I could save the world by giving me a broken broomstick.

The minotaur soldiers behind the trees still leisurely and leisurely repeating the boring process of sticking their heads out, firing three shots, and then shrinking their heads back, without the slightest hint of the urgency and urgency of the imminent destruction of their civilized world.

**, let me kill him, let me kill him, let me kill him...... I thought to myself with resentment.

After all, the evil plan to shoot the friendly soldiers can only be imagined and not put into practice, so I can only hold my shield and get a few bullets as I run forward and shoot until I find the next hiding place that can provide concealment.

In the darkness of the battlefield, this long-range attack with a shooting weapon can easily make you lose contact with your comrades. At first I could see President Frien charging behind me, but when a handful of enemies attacked from our right side, she met her alone in a reckless, I mean, heroic manner, and within a few steps her slender figure was completely lost in the darkness of the jungle. Soon I would have to determine her location based on the bullets of light flying in the sky.

I'm not going to spend too much energy on the stragglers around me, but I'm going to muster all my bravery and go all out to make my way to the fortress gates. Along the way, there were many fortifications built by the enemy, and there were also many heavily armed metal puppets that met me, but my weapons were not very useful against those large combat machines, but they were more than enough to deal with those small metal puppets. In close quarters of movement, the assault rifle's ease of handling and high rate of fire allowed me to react quickly in the shortest possible time, and finally managed to penetrate the not too strong armor on the tin cans that tried to stop me; And its lightweight and stable design has allowed me to maintain a fairly high design accuracy rate at all times.

Just as I was about to reach the fortress gates, a dense net of fire suddenly opened up from the front, enveloping me. Caught off guard, I was hit by five or six bullets in succession, and the bright red words "-340" and "-420" flashed on the top of my head, and the burning pain spread through the wound, and for a moment, I almost thought I had been cooked.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, I saw a low wall in front of me to hide, and immediately rushed to the ground, and as soon as I sat down, I quickly took out a bottle of life potion, and after drinking it in one gulp, I found that next to me was sitting a dwarven priest with the same illness as I was shooting the sun with a longbow.

I looked at him, then at the empty bottle in my hand, and suddenly I didn't get angry:

"Hell, you didn't even cast a spell on me here, and I wasted a bottle of potion in vain," I yelled at his collar.

"Nonsense, I was just about to cast a spell and you broke the bottle and poured it into your mouth, who could have time? Just to save my province blue" Longbow shooting the sun is also a stomach of resentment.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Just his two shells, I'm a moving target after the shot, what else can I do?" He looked angrily and hatefully at the weapon in his hand, which had outstanding strengths and weaknesses.

I followed the posture of the commandos, leaned sideways and poked out, and several dense lines of fire immediately sprayed at me, so frightened that I was too busy to shrink back behind the wall.

"The fire outside is too fierce, do you have any plans?" I asked in a hurry.

"Yes, two plans," replied Longbow Shooting Sun angrily.

"What's the plan?" As soon as I opened my mouth, I regretted asking this question.

"The first one, rush over and kill them all" I knew it was going to be like this.

"What about the second one?"

"Rush over and get killed by them" Well, the first idea suddenly doesn't sound so stupid compared to that.

Whether it's going to kill them or get rid of them, it doesn't seem like I have a choice. Just as I had mustered up the courage and was about to jump out of the shield with my head, I suddenly remembered something:

"I still have this," I shouted at the longbow and shot the sun, then pulled an electromagnetic bomb out of my backpack.

Seeing this, Longbow Shooting Sun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately became excited: "Good way, just do it"

With the approval of my companions, I was also more confident, and I aimed at a bunker where two puppets were hidden, and threw the bomb far away.

The dwarven priest looked strange, he didn't pay attention to the outcome of the bomb, but leaned his back against the low wall, his eyes closed, his strange staff clutched tightly in his hand, and his mouth was chanting, as if he was praying for something.

The bomb wasn't thrown very accurately, it didn't land in the bunker as I expected, but exploded next to the bunker with a loud bang. Although the two puppets in the bunker were not destroyed immediately, their durability had been reduced to a very low level, and they could no longer withstand the firing of two or three glowing bullets.

Just as I was about to seize this opportunity to rush out, I was deeply surprised that the longbow Shooting Sun, who was armed to the teeth, was actually carrying those two short sticks and roaring wildly. His short body suddenly became the long-awaited target of the enemy, and seven or eight scarlet beams intertwined again, enveloping him in the center. Above his head, the red blood words that exploded were like brocade in endless streams, lining him like a battlefield chrysanthemum blooming on the battlefield.

The unexpected heroic act of shooting the sun with the longbow did not last long, and as soon as he rushed out, he realized that something was wrong, and immediately after being shot one after another, he screamed and fled all the way back with a scream and a lot of urine after being shot one after another.

It all happened so quickly and so frighteningly that I didn't have time to rush out when he fled into the short wall and sat under the wall and patted his chest with a palpitation.

"Didn't you just throw a flashbang?" He asked me with resentment on his face as he scrambled to pray and cast spells for himself, trying to restore what little vitality he had left.

"No...... I was stunned, "...... Who told you I threw a flashbang? ”

"Oh my god, big brother, you really killed me......" Longbow shot Sun and beat his chest, "...... If you throw a flashbang and then we rush up and fight them in hand-to-hand combat while they can't see it, then I can help. What's the use of you throwing a bomb out?"

"How do I know......" I explained sarcastically, hearing him make sense, "...... I only took three bombs. ”

"It doesn't matter, I have two ......," he said after a sigh of relief, "...... After the flashbang explodes, let's rush out, you take the shield, I drive invincible, you left, I right, understand? ”

I nodded in agreement.

The Dwarven Priest pulled out a flashbang - it looked no different from my high-explosive electromagnetic bomb except for a small white marker painted on it, and no wonder the Longbow Shot was mistaken just now, I thought that with the high-tech production level of these guys seven thousand years later, it would be possible to design these two completely different things to be even more different - and he disarmed the mechanism and threw it far away, then closed his eyes and turned his back to the wall as before.

I followed his example with my back to the wall, but I didn't close my eyes. A moment later, an explosion was heard, followed by a blinding, intense light piercing from behind the low wall. Even though I turned my back to the light and didn't look directly at the direction of the light, even the afterglow that leaked out of the corner of my eye made my eyes blurry and dizzy.

"Up" the longbow shot at the sun and screamed, and we turned at the same time, and we were about to leap out from both sides of the low wall.

"I'm ......" Suddenly, a familiar voice in front of him shouted with grief and indignation, "...... This Nima is who threw the flashbang"

We were stunned to find that in the open field ahead, a figure that should have been sneaky suddenly appeared in the enemy's firing range. He covered his eyes with his hands in pain, and stood very abruptly in the clearing, as striking as the only bright moon in the vast night sky.

What appears to be a flashbang from the longbow that fires the sun reveals the dark elf assassin Red Wolf, who had been hiding the dark elf assassin who was walking towards enemy cover.

While the red wolf's eyes struggled to see, our enemies regained their sight. In an instant, countless flashing scarlet light projectiles erupted, viciously pounced on the unsuspecting red wolf, and overwhelmed him in an instant.

I've never seen a single person hit by so many rounds of ammunition at the same time, and the spectacle is still unforgettable. The emaciated dark elf was now lit up with fire all over his body, like a torch of generous devotion, igniting himself and illuminating others.

Oh, there's another firing spot over there that I didn't find...... Hey, there's another ...... over there. Ah, there are two more hidden here - shhhh Speaking of which, shouldn't we be grateful to the red wolf who just took the initiative to expose his body and bravely attracted so much powerful firepower for us?

Okay, he may not be so "proactive" - but do you need to be so him? He's still an eternal hero in our hearts, isn't he?

Of course, the hero's fate was not good, and in a blink of an eye, he was beaten into a long black sieve surrounded by the enemy's powerful firepower - I guess if someone hung his body from the garden with a rope and poured water into it, he would have done the job of a large watering can.

Longbow and I looked at the treacherous line of defense in front of us, looked at each other again, and then resolutely retreated behind the low wall.

"I think maybe we should wait until my cannon is fully charged, don't you think?" The longbow shot the sun with a shudder, and then said to me.

Frankly, this is the best plan I've ever heard from the mouth of this bearded short, .........

More to, address H! ~！