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Chapter 382 Run, deserter!

Kicking down a soldier who was jumping and screaming, Master Tan fled forward under the escort of a group of elite soldiers.

He and his group of confidants are real knights of the Supreme Church and have the right to wear knight armor, so the spikes on the ground are not a big obstacle to their thick metal soles. What hinders them is the group of people standing in front of them. of deserters.

Of course, even if he could run fast, Mr. Tan wouldn't dare, after all, there are bright torches ahead,

To break out of the siege, of course, you have to fight with the opponent to call it a breakout. Mr. Tan does not intend to take the lead this time, but wants other subordinates to help him open the way, even if it is to create a little chaos.

"Either spread out, or charge me. If anyone is still jumping on the spot, don't blame my bullets for not having eyes!"

Mr. Tan fiercely shot three times into the sky, but the loud screams and the sound of rainstorm made not many people pay attention to his order.

In fact, as soon as he gave the order to retreat, the entire command system had already collapsed. The generals didn't care about the soldiers, and the soldiers didn't see the generals. Everyone just cared about running for their own lives.

To make matters worse, at some point, in the empty position behind them, a burst of gunfire suddenly rang out.

Teacher Tan looked back, his face turned blue.

The enemies that had disappeared unexpectedly crawled out of the pit again, and were hunting behind him at this moment.

Isn't that just hunting?
All of them have their backs to them, they just need to raise their hands and hit the target!

At this moment, Teacher Tan no longer regrets why he didn't blow up the pothole. He only has one mind now:
escape!
Whoever gets in the way, anyway, I can't be held back by the people behind, or I'll be dead!
Master Tan, who didn't want to be someone else's hero, pulled out his saber with red eyes, shot with his left hand, and slashed with his right to remove the obstacle in front of him, even if the obstacle was his own, he would still not be soft.

"Get out of here!"

However, his appearance is too conspicuous, especially he even put on a rhubarb cloak behind him in order to look handsome.

Soon, among the guys who crawled out of the pit, a young man aimed his gun at the back of the head of Mr. Tan whose helmet had escaped.

Bang!
"bingo!"

Seeing the target fall in response, the young man shook his fist vigorously. The squad leader beside him saw this scene and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly, and immediately took out a big horn from behind his waist:

"Listen to the enemies ahead, you have been surrounded by the hopeful army! Your commander has been killed! Please stop making unnecessary resistance, put down your weapons and surrender immediately!"

"Drop your weapons and surrender immediately!"

"Drop your weapons and surrender immediately!"

More and more small squad leaders took out their loudspeakers, and the shouts became more and more orderly, and the sound pierced through the entire rainy night.

And the escaped motorcycle riders of the High School looked back under the uniform shocking sound, and saw Mr. Tan's personal guards all surrounded in a circle in astonishment, and the conspicuous rhubarb cloak was drooping on the ground. With a bloated corpse.

The commanders are all dead, what a fart!

Going to ride the horse is fair, I want to live, I want to go home!
As the first man tremblingly dropped the rifle in his hand, more and more people gave up their resistance, threw away their guns, and knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Of course, there are also a small number of guys who want to kill themselves and become benevolent, with red eyes, roaring and holding their guns, and continue to charge forward. Naturally, what greets them is not flowers and applause, but ear-piercing chugs.

Their justice can be guarded with their own lives, but the justice of Hope City depends on the guns in the hands of Hope City soldiers.

There is no right or wrong, only positions.

The small squad leaders observed their soldiers, and while assessing their psychological changes, they began to yell and began to clean the battlefield.

The battle came quickly and ended sooner, but it was not over yet, there was another battlefield waiting for them.

Teacher Tan didn't wait for the [-] reinforcements to come, and the first time he heard the gunshots, he accelerated his marching speed, but after walking not far, he found himself in a nightmare.

In the dark night, piercing gunshots sounded from time to time, and people in the marching team fell down from time to time, but what the hell is, they couldn't see where the enemy fired from!

Sometimes even the gunshots can't be heard, and the teammate next to me who was talking a second ago fell down with a puff. Looking down, the fresh corpse with half of its head blown off still had the eyeballs that had fallen off. Exuding resentment towards the boss.

"Yes... it's a sniper!"

"Lots of snipers!"

The experienced veterans could tell what was going on at a glance. They were being targeted by this organized sniper unit!

This is the other party firing black guns at them!
Without gunfire, they couldn't judge the enemy's position. They only knew that the fallen people were facing in all directions, as if there were people aiming at their heads from all directions around them.

The veterans moved quietly into the crowd, while some officers silently took off their hats, epaulettes and swords representing their military ranks. Some even took off their clothes, exposing their white bodies in the cold windy night. Shivering in the rain.

They, there is no way.

But after moving more and more slowly, they had to hide behind to defend, and after thousands of people died in the back, they found that there was no need to fight,

In addition to hiding, there is only escape!
But where to hide?
People can see you, but you can't see them. Who is hiding from whom?
Then run away!

Even the officers subconsciously acquiesced to this move. Anyway, the base camp is behind, and it will be safe to run back. As for the responsibility of deserters?
Let's survive first!
At first, it was in twos and threes, but it was discovered that those who fled were not named, but those who huddled in place kept getting headshots, so everyone started running back the way they came from like crazy.

What weapons and ammunition, no more, I don't want to run behind!

More and more people find it uncomfortable to run in the mud, and they have to flee with those supplies and weapons. Isn't this uncomfortable?
So in order not to fall behind and be called out, they threw away everything, just to run one point faster than the fruit man next to him with his tongue sticking out.

Li Xu also quickly noticed the strangeness outside.

After all, the distance between the two places was not far at all. Although he couldn't hear it very clearly due to the rainstorm and the night, he could still distinguish the unique sound of the sniper rifle.

The troops he sent out were not equipped with such guns!
Especially after some fast-running guys panted and told the story with their faces full of mud, his face changed even more, and he immediately issued an order:

"The third battalion, the fourth battalion, and the fifth battalion maintain good order. Anyone who rushes to mutiny, kill me!"

(End of this chapter)