seance

Wang Mingyuan didn't know what was going on, one second he was still talking about his childhood with the people in the car, and the next second he was spinning, his head slammed on the ceiling, and then there was a deafening explosion.

Why do enemies suddenly appear?Aren't they still on their way?

Wang Mingyuan's mind was buzzing in a daze, and his arm that was still not fully recovered was aching. He subconsciously clenched the gun tightly, and the quick-reacting people around him had already put on their eyepieces and started shooting.

"Damn, it's so cold!" Someone cursed.

Trembling, Wang Mingyuan came out of the scrapped car door, and the vain portraits in front of him were shaking. He began to focus, aim, and press the trigger, sparks flew all around.

In this crazy state, they barely resisted this round of attack. When finally no demons rushed in, everyone collapsed on the ground, the air was still vibrating, and the smell of burning was very pungent. Helping the newly injured to rest in a hidden place, the order came: "There is a village on the mountain ahead, everyone go there to gather!"

The army that lures the enemy is not my own, why is there an army of demons halfway?

He instinctively wanted to run back, but a new order came down again: "Those who are not injured, retreat with cover on the outside!"

Wang Mingyuan pressed his hands tightly to the photo in his pocket in the biting coolness, he wanted to go back alive, no matter what he wanted to go back alive.

"Those who can still stand up line up and count one, two, three! One is covering at the outermost edge! Two and three are in the back two rows! Give me some quickness!"

He stood up tremblingly, his arm that had just recovered was tingling, and he didn't know if it was dislocated again from the knock just now.When the digits were passed one by one, his heart almost jumped out, until the moment he said "three", he really had the urge to kneel on the ground and thank fate for his blessing.The comrade next to him walked to the front with despairing eyes, the hand holding the handle of the gun was visibly shaking, and Wang Mingyuan's death depends only on the speed of energy consumption.He tried his best not to show his relief on his face, but just stared blankly at the light spot in front of him that symbolized death.

"Retreat according to the number reported just now!"

Everything was shrouded in suffocating despair. When Wang Mingyuan retreated with a gun, he saw scattered corpses, and one of them was still shooting. A person's death was so silent.He was still terrified when he saw a serial murder in the news headlines before, but in this sub-freezing weather, death has lost its meaning.

Arrows flew over like raindrops, bombarded with spells during the period, and of course guns were also fired here, swirling fragments shot over from time to time, and the whole body became fragmented.

More comrades-in-arms fell, Wang Mingyuan turned around and shouted for the medical staff, but he was immediately overwhelmed by the noisy fight, and the captains shouted "Keep on, we will be on the line of fire soon" one after another.

It can be seen that the general's reaction was still very fast, and all the heavy weapons were lined up in a protective line for a while.The moment the soldiers withdrew to the line, they immediately cleaned up all the living creatures for several kilometers nearby. After the deafening bombing, there was a deathly silence.

They are now in an abandoned ghost village, stumbling between the houses distorted by the shock wave, someone picked up a sign, only half of it was left, with the word "House" crookedly written on it, probably the house The inscription of the Lord with a bit of pride, of course, is nothing now.

Before they had time to catch their breath, the order to assemble was passed on, and the wounded were gathered in one place, and those who were not injured had to look for water sources, because there was not much water supply prepared.

The water tank in the village has been destroyed, and because of the bombardment, the stream has a gray-black color. In the end, it can only be filtered and boiled with a cloth. Wang Mingyuan thinks that he will suffer from the "dysentery" before the telomere era The infection dies.

I don't know where, but the humming melody sounded again.

Wen Shao stared down from the high platform in the village, Ji Yan knew what he was angry about, but she didn't understand why the main force of the demons appeared here.

"Does our supply team know where we are?" Ji Yan asked with a glimmer of hope.

"If they don't see us at the place we agreed after half a month, they may come back to find us along the planned marching route. Of course, when they find us, we will probably be turned into a piece of ashes."

"What about the Protoss troops? Their marching speed is faster?"

"When we agreed to divide the troops into two groups, they were arranged to surprise the king's capital of the Demon Race. Of course, they couldn't fly there with great fanfare. When the news of their attack came back, it might be two days later than the supply troops found us. "

"But general, with the amount of ammunition we have now, we can't last that long. Today's damage is already very high..."

"I know." A deep furrow appeared between Wen Shao's brows, and there seemed to be a trace of impatience, "I know."

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"Based on today's battle situation, draw me an approximate distribution map of the enemy's troops, and call a meeting of all military-level generals. Before tomorrow, we must find a weak breakthrough and fight out."

"Our casualties will be high."

"War is a matter of great casualties."

There was a sudden sound of panting footsteps behind him, Wen Shao turned his head and saw Lin Ping giving a military salute with a serious face, the ominous feeling in his heart suddenly sank heavily.

"General," Lin Ping's mouth tightened, "they have increased their troops."

Wen Shao put on the military binoculars, and in front of him was a dense sea of ​​people.

"Why are all the troops concentrated here?" Ji Yan gasped.

Lin Ping glanced at the two of them, and said hesitantly: "I was wondering, is there a possibility that they know the general and our main force are here?"

"The decoy troops we sent to the front never encountered them at all, and the plan of flanking the front and back had no chance to be implemented. This plan was leaked from the very beginning," Wen Shao frowned, "But since they sent all their troops Looking at it all here, it seems that they don’t know that the army from the God Realm is going to attack the capital.”

"So we are now counting on God Realm to solve it quickly and come back to rescue?"

"No need, as long as the news of the attack on the capital comes, the troops will definitely be withdrawn. I don't believe that those dignitaries and nobles in the Demon Realm are not afraid of death." Wen Shao put down the binoculars, "The question is how long we can last."

Ji Yan and Lin Ping looked at each other, and finally Lin Ping said: "With the current amount of armaments, we can only guarantee that we can bring more than twice as many enemies to be buried with us."

Wen Shao pondered for a moment: "Change the plan and take turns on duty. If the enemy starts to attack and then attack, our main task now is to delay."