Rise of an Empire

"Fortunately, his physique is strong enough. If he had a weaker physique, he would have died long ago!" Eva tied Rambo into a rice dumpling, then breathed a sigh of relief and said to everyone. .

As a liaison officer, Eva's combat skills are of course only unsatisfactory, but she is quite good at first aid.

Da and John carried Rambo back. As for Forrest Gump, he only suffered a little scratch, nothing serious.

It was obvious that two people were shocked by the grenade explosion at close range at the same time. Rambo suffered severe burns all over his body and almost turned into a roasted person, but A-Gump only had a slight scratch and some medicine was enough. The gap between the two was also small. It's just too big.

It seems that no matter what, luck is still the most important. Although Rambo is much stronger than Forrest Gump, when it comes to luck, the difference is too far!

But if you think about it, you can understand it. Rambo in "Rambo" was originally an unlucky guy. Even though he was retired and retiring at home, he was framed for treason by the local sheriff. It was like sitting at home and taking the blame. Comes with the template.

But Forrest Gump was much luckier. Although he was obviously mentally retarded, he was able to become a millionaire. By the way, he also got a cheap son for nothing. He was like a winner in life!

"Contact the headquarters and ask them to send someone to take Rambo back for treatment!" Conrad looked at Rambo who looked like a rice dumpling and said directly.

Although Rambo has repeatedly stated that his injury is not a problem and that he will be able to rest for a few days, as a considerate commander, the Duke will naturally not let him continue to work hard on the front line.

After all, these are my own people in the future, so of course I have to take more care of them.

"I, I'll send Rambo back!" John quickly stood up and said that he could be responsible for escorting Rambo back to Saigon, or even escort him back to the United States for treatment.

He has completely fallen out with Conrad now. If he had stayed in Team 7 any longer, he might have been killed that day!

From these days of contact, John does not think that the Duke of Wetting is a kind-hearted and good man. He is not popular in the first place. During the battle just now, he ran faster than anyone else. If the other party did not retaliate, he would dare to put his own Twist off the head and use it as a ball.

"You?" Conrad lowered his head and looked at John with disdain. He was really considering whether to make a battle damage report tomorrow or the day after tomorrow so that this guy could just take the lunch, so as not to have him dangling in front of his eyes every day. It looks like an eyesore.

However, now that the other party has taken the initiative to request that Rambo be sent back for treatment, it is not impossible.

Although based on this nigger's performance today, even if he were to be killed, no one else would say anything, but no matter what, the other party was considered a pig teammate on his side. Killing one's own people on the battlefield would always hurt morale.

John was so scared when Conrad looked at him. If he had known that the opponent was so powerful, he should have hugged his thigh early in the morning. Then he would be like now, and he would become a human being.

He originally thought that Conrad had died, so he thought of escaping for his own life, but who knew that Duke Wetting's strength was simply abnormal!

Whether it was coming back from the dead, flying in the sky and throwing bombs, or the final dog fight, John's outlook on life was repeatedly refreshed.

John considers himself to be a knowledgeable master. After all, he is the earliest member of the assault team led by Stryker. He has dealt with almost all mutants in the army and has some understanding of their abilities.

Although everyone has different abilities, their strength is generally about the same. They can be regarded as the duo of Wolverine brothers. Their immortal bodies look like they can explode, but in reality they are like that.

Although the immortal body allows them to ignore damage, it is still very simple to catch them.

Just get a few strong fishing rods to tie up the two brothers. Although they can't be killed, there are many ways in this world that can make people live and die in pain.

Although the strength Conrad has shown recently is quite powerful, it is still within the range that John can understand!

But today, John really felt that his brain was not enough.

It can fly, throw bombs, and summon dozens of beasts. It can also be resurrected after death. How can such a monster survive in the world?

Magneto, who is known as the number one master of mutants, is nothing more than that!

John had already started to tremble, not knowing how the other party was going to deal with him.

When he was considering whether he should run away immediately or kneel down and beg for mercy, he finally heard the execution of the Duke.

"Okay, you can send Rambo back!"

After hearing the heaven-like instructions, John almost cried with joy, he finally saved his life!

"Promise to complete the mission, I will definitely send Rambo to the special care hospital in Saigon!" John assured, patting his chest quickly.

"You live in Arizona, right?" Although he knew that John wouldn't dare to do anything, the Duke thought it would be better to give him a heads up.

As the captain, it is a very reasonable request for me to care about the family life and population distribution of the team members!

"Sir, I, I, I... I was wrong!" John's face suddenly turned pale, and he knelt down in tears.

It's really hard for him. A black man can practice this magical power until his face turns pale. He is indeed a gifted person.

"Take good care of Rambo!" He said this, and Conrad had no interest in seeing the sad face of a nigger, so he ordered and left.

"You? Are you okay?"

Tanya stood outside the door and saw Conrad walking out. She hesitated for a while, and finally plucked up the courage to walk up to him and ask.

"No, I'm very fine!" The Duke spread his hands to show that there was nothing wrong with him at all.

Although it did feel like my brain had been hit hard when I was hit in the head, it was already fine.

If there is any problem, it is because I used too much magic power during the battle, and now I am a little tired.

"It's okay!"

Tanya immediately breathed a sigh of relief. She had been on tenterhooks when Conrad and his party came back just now.

Rambo and Forrest were both injured, and even the hellhound was half-dead.

especially.

Eva was captured to treat Rambo so she didn't notice it, but Tanya could clearly see that Conrad's collar was stained with a lot of blood.

That guy Forrest couldn't speak clearly, and even said that Conrad was shot in the head with a sniper rifle. If she didn't know that he had a problem with his IQ, Tanya would have wanted to beat him up.

What does it mean to have your head shot off? Can you still run around like this if you have your head shot off? It really makes me worry until now.

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