Fan Yi withdrew the three-edged army thorn, hid behind the fortifications, and bowed slightly.He was like a leopard in attack.Yang Fei glanced at the dark sky and sighed."
I miss Sister Xueyi so much, I really want to eat fried chicken and beer on the streets of Yannan!"
Less than fifty meters ahead, hundreds of soldiers had already rushed over frantically.Separated so closely, the two of them could even see the enemy's blackened face and hideous expression clearly.The soldiers in the rear, on the left and right, also swarmed in, and the rifles in their hands continued to fire.The two of them are like a leaf in the stormy waves of the sea, and it only takes one wave to be destroyed.Eight hundred meters away, the face of the head descending king was full of smug smiles.Hart Sharman was frightened for a moment, and the heart that had been hanging in his throat finally fell back into his stomach.He had never seen such a terrible soldier.In order to snipe these two men, Hart Sharman lost almost more than a hundred people.Their accurate shooting and fearless fighting style opened Hart's eyes.This group of wolf-like guys is terrifying.If it weren't for the Demon Emperor's death order, let Hart Shaman be sure to wipe out this group of people.Hatshaman would rather be inferior to them and be the ancestors than dare to offend them easily.However, Hart Sharman did not dare.He knew very well that the reason why he was able to have a place in Assaco was inseparable from the support of the mysterious Demon Emperor.And this time, the King of Surrender personally supervised the battle.If you don't obey your orders, you're afraid that the first person to die will be yourself.Bang bang bang!
At this moment, the sound of gunshots like fried beans was heard in the distance, accompanied by the sound of a booming truck.Hart Sharman was startled and glanced in the direction of nine o'clock, almost bursting his eyeballs.A truck, throttling the throttle, drove frantically towards the center of the battlefield.The car didn't care whether there was a road or not, it was crushed madly in a straight line.On the roof of the truck, a high-level dual-purpose heavy machine gun spews out tongues of fire.Stormy bullets fanned out in front of them.Countless soldiers were caught off guard, and were beaten into bloody sieves by bullets the thickness of their thumbs, and some were even beaten in two by the waist.This sudden charge immediately disrupted the momentum of the Hart Shaman soldiers' forward charge.At nine o'clock, the soldiers were in chaos, dodging the frantic crushing of the trucks.Hart Sharman was stunned, his eyes widening."
Here they are again, these devils!"
Hart Sharman had never seen such a terrible force.A squad of less than twenty people dared to charge hundreds of them.The momentum was as fierce as a three-edged military thorn, piercing the center of the battlefield.Syllable!
The Head Descending King slapped Hart Shaman hard and roared loudly."
Ordered to block and surround you, you're so scared.""
They want to rescue Yang Fei in the center of the battlefield."
Hart Sharman was agitated, waving his hand for the substitute herald to give the order, intercept the truck, and encircle it at the same time.Bang!
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, a series of gunshots rang out, and the heads of the dozen or so guards protecting Hart Shaman exploded without warning.Hart Sharman only felt as if he had been hit by a bull.At the same time as his shoulder was in sharp pain, his body also fell backwards uncontrollably, and he fell solidly into the crater.The King of Heads was also so frightened that he rolled over behind the fortifications, and looked ahead in horror.I saw that terrible truck frantically spin in place and kill directly at Hart Shaman's command center.The heavy machine guns on the truck were clattering and strafing, and the whole truck was like a swordsman who could kill with one hit.Beheading!
Hart Sharman clutched the gunshot wound in his shoulder, and his heart was pounding.There were more than 100 of his own guards.Such a few people dared to charge at themselves and carry out such a terrible plan.Crazy, crazy!
Hart Sharman was shot in the shoulder, just a normal rifle bullet, but it still had his left arm gone.Hart Shaman howled desperately, ordering the guards to stop the truck's charge.Bullets like a storm of bullets hit the windshield and front part of the truck, and the glass flew wildly, and the body of the car was riddled with bullets.The whole truck charged forward with a decisive momentum.In the center of the battlefield, Yang Fei and Fan Yi were back to back.The military thorns in the hands of the two were bloodstained, and they were already missing.Yang Fei and Fan Yi were wounded by gunshots in many places, all of which were black guns that were beaten during the close-quarters bloody battle.Fortunately, body armor effectively protects vital parts.And these key parts of the head were temporarily avoided by the two.However, even so, the two will not be able to support it for long.If it weren't for the fact that the enemy couldn't close the distance, the enemy and the enemy would be too close.With just one salvo, the two will be able to play.Yang Fei leaned his back against Fan Yi, and his tone was very leisurely."
Fan Yi, how many did you kill?"
Fan Yi's voice became more and more steep and cold."
Instructor, I killed twenty-three people and got three shots!"
Yang Fei laughed."
Stupid!
I killed thirty people and only got two shots, and Nima was almost shot in the pants. ”Fan Yi smiled, and just wanted to say something, the soldiers surrounding the two suddenly retreated like a tide.Yang Fei shouted: "Entangled with them, don't let them shoot from a distance, rush." ”Fan Yi roared angrily and pounced into the group of soldiers, and the military thorns were like poisonous snakes stretching and contracting, invincible.Yang Fei also rushed into the group of soldiers at the same time, fighting with white knives, and the knife was deadly.Both of them already had the idea of fighting to the death, like a dog skin plaster, sticking to a group of defeated soldiers and assassinating them with their lives.The soldiers in front could not withstand the charge of the two and retreated.However, the soldiers behind swarmed again, and the formation was suddenly chaotic.Not far away, Crazy Knife and Cui Xiang rushed over.Cui Xiang held a 134 Vulcan cannon and suddenly strafed forward.The heavy machine gun weighed up to 1,157 kilograms and would have had to be mounted on an armoured vehicle or helicopter gunship to be effective.However, the big fat man Cui Xiang relied on his divine power to hold a whole six-tube bundled Vulcan cannon in front of his chest and fired fiercely.How could these ordinary soldiers have ever seen such a terrible humanoid armored vehicle?
They only hated their father and mother for missing two legs, and desperately fled forward.The soldiers, who did not have time to escape, were immediately torn to pieces by the Vulcan cannon.This mass killing weapon, which has a rate of fire of more than 6,000 rounds per minute, can be easily torn apart even by body armor, and no one can stop it.Sanjian and Long Xia led everyone as two wings to protect Cui Xiang.The crowd's rifles fired accurately, clearing out the opposing snipers and soldiers preparing to shoot at Cui Xiang.In an instant, the Changfeng squad was like a sharp sword, piercing into the center of the position of hundreds of people.In the midst of the war, Yang Fei and Fan Yi gradually revealed their figures.The mad knife waved his hand, tore his throat and shouted."
Instructor, Fan Yi, here, the old men are back again."