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Ye Chen was slowly climbing the mountain with a group of people.

If you don’t know better, you might mistake them for a large group of people going out for an outing, because their speed is so slow.

Li Tong couldn't help but come closer: "Mr. Ye, aren't we going to help? This speed is a bit too slow."

"You young man, I really need to criticize you," Ye Chen pretended to point at him, "We are already marching hard now."

"It's just that the mountains are high and the forests are dense. We are not familiar with the terrain, so it is reasonable to take a slower time to get there."

Li Tong looked confused, looked at the mountain road climbing at his feet, and then looked to the left.

Less than five meters to his left, there was a cement road in the mountains.

It takes at most twenty minutes to walk on this cement road, and you can rush across it.

But Ye Chen just led them to climb mountains and go into the woods so openly.

He stood on a high place, waving his arms and shouting impassionedly: "Brothers, please work harder."

"Our allies are suffering heavy losses. If we get there as soon as possible, we can save our brothers blood and work harder."

As he spoke, he slapped the tree with one palm.

A big tree as thick as a bowl stopped in front of everyone with a roar.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, understanding each other and understanding that this was a deliberate attempt to consume the four forces and the Black Tiger Organization.

So, they smiled and bent down to lift the tree.

As a result, the dozen young men carried it for five minutes before throwing the tree, which was only as thick as the mouth of a bowl, aside.

After looking at the time, Ye Chen felt that it was almost done, so he quickened his pace: "Hurry up."

Everyone immediately followed him quickly, the speed was completely opposite to before.

Within a moment, the rear of the rebel forces was seen.

Ye Chen spat out the weeds in his mouth: "Listen to me, we are weak and we don't have that much strength, so we should attack forward cautiously, do you understand?"

Everyone smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, Mr. Ye, we all understand."

Li Tong went to the front end of the gun and pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang more than a dozen bullets were fired.

As a result, several rebels turned around with confused faces.

They looked around, good guys, this is a proper stroke shooting technique.

Bullet holes lined up around them, but none of them hit them.

Ye Chen suddenly frowned and slapped Li Tong on the head: "You kid, don't be too fake."

With a smile, Li Tong immediately took aim and fired.

The same is true for the people behind him. They are completely useless at their work. Sometimes their marksmanship is smooth, and sometimes their shooting is extremely accurate.

Their advancement cannot be said to be extremely sharp, it can only be said to be as slow as a bastard.

Ye Chen's cell phone rang, and he hurriedly answered it, pretending to be exhausted and panting: "Master Wang, don't be afraid, we have already exchanged fire with each other and will get over soon."

Wang Zishan lowered his head to avoid a wave of explosions, feeling hateful, angry and helpless.

"Ye Chen, you are too slow."

"If you don't stop us, we will kill them all. By then, even with your little power, you will not be able to fight the rebels one on one."

Ye Chen pretended to be anxious: "Master Wang, I understand what you mean, and I am working hard to push forward."

As he spoke, he took a sip of the coffee handed to him by the person next to him.

Then he continued to shout at the top of his lungs: "Bao Tianhu is still with you. Even if it's for him, I will rush over as quickly as possible."

Wang Zishan was even more angry.

Because since just now, Bao Tianhu and the group of people he led have disappeared.

At this point, he really had nothing to say, so he could only hang up the phone, grit his teeth and let his men die.

As for Ye Chen, he spat: "Bao Tianhu, where did you get this coffee? It tastes so bad."

Bao Tianhu, who was holding hot water next to him, smiled: "I got this from that fat guy's tent in the Zhao family. It should be good stuff."

"You," Ye Chen nodded, "I've lost a lot of money in front of you, and you still steal other people's things. It's so immoral. Next time, steal something better."

Bao Tianhu bared his big teeth and smiled: "I know, but after this battle, they may not have the chance to enjoy anything good."

Ye Chen sneered: "Everything has not been finalized yet, so don't talk too much."

"Hurry up and take your people back to finish the show."

"Understood." Bao Tianhu led his men to hide on the side of the battlefield.

He just waits for the war to end before rushing in directly. I don't intend to lead my people in to die.

After all, the protagonists of this drama are the four forces of Wang Zishan, and their final outcome is only one word, death!

Ye Chen held the telescope and saw that the losses of the four forces and Harwin had exceeded half.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and he waved his hand: "Everyone, work hard and speed up."

Everyone nodded and immediately stood up and moved forward.

With Ye Chen here, these people are full of confidence, even like gods of war, without any fear.

They actually formed a row and fired continuously with their guns.

The magazines in the front row were empty, so they immediately turned around and changed positions with the row behind them.

This ancient design technique is now extremely effective.

Because the rebel forces had never seen such a scene, they were all frightened, thinking that these people were not afraid of death at all, and they must be carrying poison.

So they didn't even dare to fight, threw down their armor and fled towards the four forces.

In this moment, more than half of the rebel vanguard was dead.

Ye Chen could even see the people on Wang Zishan's side from a distance.

He took a deep breath and his voice echoed through the sky: "Brothers, kill them all and save your allies!"

With full force, they were invincible and directly scattered the rebel-style vanguard.

In less than ten minutes, apart from the corpses on the ground, there was no more people from the rebel organization on the entire battlefield.

Ye Chen wiped some blood on his face, picked up a pistol and walked over pretending to be out of breath.

"Is everyone okay?"

Wang Zishan's four guys poked their heads out from behind the stone, all of them originally filled with anger.

But seeing blood on Ye Chen's face and several holes in his clothes torn by bullets, they couldn't say anything for a while.

Ye Chen smiled and nodded: "It's good that everyone is alive. Alas, I didn't expect that the rebels are really so strong. No matter what, we can be considered a winner."

"Now we just need to besiege that important town, let everyone rest for a while, and then push forward in one go."

Wang Zishan and others looked at each other and couldn't tell what they felt.

Call it a victory, but I lost so many people.

To say that there is no joy at all is not true.

All in all, it was a mixed bag of emotions and I felt aggrieved.

Ye Chen naturally saw it clearly and sneered in his heart. Without saying anything, he turned around and looked at the important town over there.

He looked at the time. Li Yulin should have entered by now, but strangely, there was no gunfire from inside.

He couldn't help but feel worried.

And he was right to worry.

Because at this moment, Li Yulin was already in danger.