"Why do we always come here and the whole family die in a mess?" Xu Xiaoshi lit a cigarette for himself, and sighed at the third regiment commander who was leaning against the trench and his eyes were silent.

Guo Long died in the first line of defense, and several battle groups fought over the last personnel on the second line of defense. Now, the first and third regiments of the Battle of the Sky were also facing a desperate situation. After driving the new Edens out of the defense line, he found that there were only about six squadrons left in his battle group, and the third regiment had been completely destroyed. Even the two young sons with an alien 1.2-meter-two bloodline died on the front line. These little bastards refused to withdraw from the battle, and eventually died in the trenches in the battle just now.

No one will answer this question anymore. The command center was empty, and only Xu Xiaoshi sat there. Finally, after hearing the whistle of the attack of the new Edens, Xu Xiaoshi stood up, picked up the musket at the table, and the young man with a cigarette in his mouth walked to the front line.

This question does not necessarily require an answer, just like the fearlessness and courage displayed by the warriors when they gave their lives, whether it is the Sword of the Sky or the Friends' Team, just like those heroes, today's Ashbi Blood Night does not need cowards, nor does it have cowards.

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"Are we going to fail?" Shayaga coughed very hard. The cat girl who was hit in the chest by a butt in the battle just now had no healing potion to treat the bruises.

The trenches where she was located were full of corpses, including the New Edens, the Kitten, the One-meter-two, and the Long-Early and the Earthlings.

The sister who walked over from the other side of the trench shook her head. Xingzi looked at the darkness outside the trench. Just now, the moon penetrated into the clouds. Without the moonlight, the battlefield became a little dark. From time to time, the light flares of the heavens were hit into the sky. But everyone knows that at this time, flares like this were already in a difficult situation of shooting one shot less than one shot.

"We will not fail. Marceau is still fighting hard on the central defense line. We must protect his flanks. Shayaka, come and drink this bottle of potion." Xingzi smiled and took out a bottle of potion from her pocket.

Shayya was stunned for a moment: "Where did you get the potion?"

"It's taken from the unlucky guy who died in battle. It won't be poisonous, so don't worry." Xingzi raised her eyebrows.

The cat girl finally drank the potion and looked at her sister: "You will always be more optimistic than me, sister."

"This is probably related to the dog I ate my senior brother when I was the hungry one." Xingzi scratched her face with a smile.

Hearing his sister's words, Shayaka suddenly thought of the puppy... Ah, it was a cute puppy. After more than ten years of time, she couldn't remember what it looked like.

But then again, dog meat is really great.

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"When I was young, my family was poor. Every time I smelled barbecue at the entrance of the alley, I would think that when I grow up, I must eat barbecue every day." Speaking of this, the big guy who fell in a pool of blood looked at Mingen who was undergoing surgery on himself and smiled: "This is a damn battlefield, I never want to eat barbecue anymore, what should I do?"

"Nothing to do, this proves that anesthesia is very effective. You can even do an open abdominal surgery while awake." Yang took out a broken intestine from his abdomen and threw it away, while taking out a needle to prepare for suture of the intestine. Although there are sources of infection everywhere on the battlefield, this guy who does not open the abdomen is only dead. He has no other options on this issue, and he has no other option on this issue.

Moreover, in this world, infection is really not a problem. Even magic can clear infection and purify wounds. Except for not allowing girls who are one-meter two to have a breast fat that they are proud of, there is almost nothing that magic can't do.

"You really don't have a sense of humor, ma'am." The big guy rolled his eyes: "But, please do this for the surgery. New Eden seems to be coming up again. You and your companions may not be able to leave."

"Where should we go so that we won't be swept to the center by the vortex of war." He quickly sewed his intestines and poured a bottle of healing potion into the big belly. Yang Song opened his hand, and the apprentice on the side immediately took over the process of keeping his belly shut.

Yang walked aside, and before she could wash her hands, the girl picked up the shotgun and pulled the trigger at the new Eden who was rushing over. The latter screamed and rushed to the trench with a bayonet, and grabbed a shotgun with her face. She stood up like something was pressing her face, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Pulling the pump and throwing the shell, Yang pulls the trigger to the new Officer Eden holding the sword, who falls to the ground without knowing his life or death.

Then more and more New Edens appeared in her vision through the fog, and the Eastern Continental Group guarding this line of defense blew the trumpet again, and the soldiers emerged from the trenches and foxgloves. They shot each other, approached, and then collided hard together.

Yang is still shooting, and from time to time, dwarfs and halflings rely on their own small advantages to rush over from the melee circle. At this time, it is her turn to shoot the target.

The shotguns used are still used, because the single-headed bullets have penetration power at a distance of 100 meters, and the shotguns can basically penetrate clothes after flying a hundred meters. It is very likely that they can fly less than 100 meters. After all, these shotguns are not federal military bullets. The shotguns used by players can maintain sufficient lethality within fifty meters.

The good news is that these new Eden dwarfs are very close to the halfling, usually only thirty or forty meters. The shotgun used by Yang uses a throat-reducing muzzle, which can allow the shots to fire more concentratedly.

As for whether the end point is a halfling or a dwarf, it depends on Yang's mood.

Generally speaking, she hates halflings even more.

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"This is the Holy Proverbs Combat Boat Wing, please point us in the direction of attack."

Open the channel, the wing captain of the Holy Proverbs asked, as a one-meter-two elite combat boat wing, he and his large commander will arrive at Ashbey in two waves. Their first wave will arrive over the battlefield in two minutes, so I hope the local command can indicate the attack location for them.

"All targets outside the city walls of the Harbour Area can be attacked. Please give priority to attacking areas with dense personnel." The answer from the command made the corps captain think for a while, and then he asked with some uncertainty: "Did I really hear it wrong? What do you mean is that except for the Harbour Area, the entire city can be attacked?"

"Yes, we are now compressed in the Harbour Area. No targets outside the Harbour Area walls are friendly targets. Please feel free to attack."
Chapter completed!