The strongest soldier

After having an evacuation plan, Guishou was preparing to arrange a specific evacuation plan. Suddenly, brothers from other directions sent messages. The enemy also launched an attack, not just from the front. This meant that the enemy was attacking from all sides at the same time, not the south as before. The main attack, and the support tactics from the other three sides, couldn't help but be surprised, and said angrily through the headset: "Brothers, the enemy is going to launch a general attack and finish us off at once."

"Brothers, just tell me how to fight?" Deputy Captain Niu Gang said coldly and fearlessly.

"Everyone, listen to my order. The person in charge of the remote control from each team will stay. The others will take the sacrificed brothers and assemble north as quickly as possible. Move quickly." Ghost Hand ordered in a deep voice, each team's button bomb Centralized use, deployed in the defense area, with one person in charge of the remote control.

"Yes." Everyone agreed knowingly, put away their weapons and evacuated, heading straight to the north.

The enemy who was attacking saw this scene and knew that the opponent was about to withdraw, so he fought more fiercely and resolutely. With the withdrawal of the brothers, the defensive force was weakened. The enemy rushed up very quickly and was invincible. The ghost hands did not panic. , the brothers did not panic. With a retreat plan and a supporting force, everyone did not take the charging enemies seriously at all, and waited for the ghost hand's orders while firing.

A few minutes later, Guishou saw a large number of enemies entering the button battle area, his face turned cold, and he shouted murderously: "Brothers, send the enemies to hell, kill-"

"Boom, boom, boom--" Countless button bombs suddenly exploded, making a series of terrifying sounds. The countless explosions came together, as if a wild beast was roaring, roaring, and the rising red lights were even brighter. It swallows the lives of surrounding enemies, and the shock wave shakes the surrounding trees this way and that.

"Ah——" One after another came and went, but they were blocked by the thick smoke.

Guishou looked coldly at the chain of explosions formed around 100 meters away. Explosions were happening in all directions, east, west, north and south, completely stunning the enemies who came up. Guishou was overjoyed and roared excitedly: "Brothers, what are you waiting for? It’s time to avenge my brothers, let’s kill——”

"Kill -" everyone roared, like a mad god of war. With cold faces and guns raised, they rushed towards the north side of the mountain one by one. They kept shooting at visible enemies without fighting. There was no hiding or dodging in the evasive movements. They all rushed forward like arrows from the string, with unrivaled courage.

Soon, everyone rushed into the enemy, holding weapons on their backs, and directly pulled out the Dragon Fang Saber, puff puff - a fierce slaying, just like chopping melons and vegetables, directly placed in a large area, Everyone invisibly formed a triangle formation and rushed forward, like a torrent of steel that no one could stop.

There were two to three hundred enemies in the north, but those who rushed in front were stunned by the explosion and had no time to shoot to stop them. Guishou and others rushed to close in. Facing the sharp dragon tooth saber and the terrifying invisible sword skills, these reinforcements Where is the opponent? A big hole was ripped open directly.

Guishou also rushed up with the people responsible for detonating the button battle. He happened to see the brothers slashing and killing them like tigers entering a herd of sheep. He rushed forward fiercely. He couldn't help but be overjoyed and immediately shouted to the brothers beside him: "Brothers, shoot and cover, stay behind."

"Yes." Everyone responded in a deep voice. They raised their guns on their shoulders, hunched their bodies and rushed forward to fight. They kept firing at the enemies in the distance who were trying to launch cold shots. The firepower covered the brothers who were rushing forward. In this way, As a result, the brothers charged faster.

"Kill -" Ghost Hand roared angrily after finishing a magazine, giving the brothers a fight and letting them know that he was fighting side by side from behind to boost their morale.

"Kill--" The brothers who were rushing forward were charging invisibly, using ox steel as arrows. They were waving their dragon-tooth sabers, constantly slashing at the enemies around them. They made the sound of metal piercing flesh, and set off streaks of blood. Broken limbs and flesh were scattered all over the ground, and the brothers rushed forward like rolling lava, invincible.

Someone was shot by a cold gun and fell to the ground. The brothers at the back immediately took over their positions to prevent any gaps in the attack formation. The brothers at the back picked up the injured brother and continued running. There was no nonsense and the cooperation was skillful, as if they had practiced it countless times. Generally, attack speed is not slowed down at all.

The ghost hands at the back of the palace saw brothers being knocked down by bombs or cold guns one after another. They were so stunned that their eyes burst out with fire. The overwhelming anger turned into endless murderous intent, blended into the bullets, and kept killing one after another. As a visible enemy, the other brothers also kept shooting with cold faces, killing the sneak attack enemies one by one.

The shouts of killing, gunshots, and explosions intertwined together to form a symphony of death. Someone fell every moment, either one of our own or the enemy. Fortunately, everyone was wearing tactical vests, bulletproof vests and tight-fitting suits, triple Protection, as long as it doesn't hit a vital point, it's fine.

"Kill -" Ghost Hand roared angrily, burning with rage, as if it was about to set the surrounding sky on fire.

"Kill--" The brothers also roared angrily, charging forward with endless hatred and high morale.

The tragic shouts of killing shook the sky, spread throughout the woods, and reached the sky.

The enemy fought very resolutely and were not afraid of death, but they still couldn't stop Gui Shou and others who were completely desperate. In this jungle with dense trees, it was difficult to exert their firepower advantage. In addition, Gui Shou and others charged from a high position. , very fast, difficult to aim, and the enemy was killed and pierced through.

The ghost hand at the rear was overjoyed when he saw the brothers killing each other, and shouted: "The uninjured brothers stay behind and let the injured brothers retreat first. Hurry."

"Yes." Everyone shouted in a deep voice, stopped instinctively, and looked for a place to hide. They raised their guns and aimed at the enemies rushing up from both sides. The injured and those with the wounded rushed forward one after another to avoid becoming a drag. The battlefield On the battlefield, the army is a sophisticated killing machine. Everyone is a spare part and plays a different role. If a certain spare part does not obey the command, it will affect the operation of the entire machine. Therefore, there are mountains of military orders on the battlefield, and no one is there. Even if they object, no one dares to disobey.

Guishou lay down behind a low soil slope, using a big tree nearby as a cover. He kept shooting at the enemies that were coming up with a cold face. His eyes were full of cold murderous intent. I don't know how many people were injured during this breakout. How many people had died, which made Guishou's heart bleed, his anger burning, and he wished he could kill all the enemies in front.

"Captain, the enemies are coming, there are many of them." Someone shouted in the headset.

"Retreat quickly, otherwise it will be too late." Niu Gang's voice also shouted in the headset.

Guishou also saw the dense enemies rushing up from both sides. There were also a large number of pursuers coming up the mountain. His face became colder, but the injured brothers had not gone far yet. It was not appropriate to retreat at this time. He gritted his teeth and roared coldly. : “Brothers, hold on for three more minutes.

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