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Chapter 178 Anxiety

The dense spots of light on the plain disappeared quickly under the collective attack of wind and thunder. The rising values ​​of Saint Kalena and the Golden Sword suddenly dropped a lot while they were advancing. The intervention of wind and thunder was like a sharp knife tearing a strip from the outside of the battle circle.

There is a gap, but due to the huge disparity in numbers between the two sides, it is impossible to defeat the Yellow Army with the current elite strength.

When St. Kalena Special Academy noticed Feng Lei's strong counterattack, Kuraki Kurashichi immediately issued a defensive order. He must effectively limit the offensive rhythm of the White Army's rear troops. If this situation continues to develop, it will not be overturned. The strength of this team

The momentum is simply awesome. How could Fenglei have such an elite with super strong combat capabilities? In previous years, the number of special warriors only accounted for a very small proportion.

"CCC4 cluster moves closer to the west, C5C6 continues to suppress fire." In the combat command room, Purple Eyes gave various orders in an orderly manner. Although she tried everything, she could not figure out Emilia's changing thinking. Emily

What on earth was Ya thinking about? After several rounds of counterattacks, Fenglei's disadvantage had gradually been restored by one point, but Yinglan was still gradually suppressed by the pressure of the blue army, surpassed by three military academies, and even defeated in some cases.

Purple Eyes believes that Emilia, who has won the championship every time, will never sit still and wait for death, so what kind of trump card does she rely on?

In the passage of time, the scorching sun is no longer so hot, and the temperature of the earth gradually cools down. The sweaty warriors seem to feel that every breath of oxygen they inhale into their lungs is mixed with the unique smell of earth. Although they are exhausted, no one is

To really stop, to stop means death and elimination. The micro battlefield is the abbreviation of macro battle. If you fall here, it will be difficult to move forward in the future.

Soon after, Fenglei's elite met the main force of the Yellow Army head-on. The quality of the dozens of soldiers in the team even surpassed that of Fenglei. Elite soldiers named Seventeenth, Sixteenth, and even St. Kalena were all concentrated there.

This team, as waves of gunshots resounded across the plains, the elite troops of Fenglei were rapidly suffering casualties.

The opponent's reloading speed, shooting accuracy, first hit, and comprehensive knowledge and understanding of the battlefield are even far superior to the ordinary elites of Fenglei. They can be regarded as the same level as captains. Under the suppression of the dense Huang Army cluster like rain of bullets, Fenglei was somewhat overwhelmed.

Suddenly the main force on top was suppressed until they could not breathe. The magazines they replaced again and again were all used up in a short time.

The real battlefield is no better than survival in the wild. The physical strength consumed by everyone is several times that in daily training. After fighting for several hours, even if the commander keeps staring at the screen without eating or drinking, his thinking at this time may turn into a ball of pulp.

Huh. Countless warriors are unwilling to stand up again after falling. How wonderful it would be if they just fell asleep like that.

"Stop lying down, get up quickly." Lao Yan picked up his frustrated brother and backed away.

The man waved his hand: "Brother, let me down, I really can't fight anymore."

"Bullshit, would you say the same thing in a real battlefield? If you can stand, don't lie down for me. Let's cross fire and eat that sniper."

"This time I'm not pretending to be dead, I'm really dying."

"Fuck, have you forgotten your boss's advice? Willpower is the guarantee of our survival. Why did you work so hard in the first place? Why are you standing here?"

"What nonsense are you two talking about? Now let's take cover and kill the sniper over there quickly. We still want to drink a celebratory drink tonight." It was Elvis's voice. The two men in this team are undoubtedly the most skilled in marksmanship.

allow.

The brother's body stiffened, and he struggled to get up from the ground with a ferocious expression. He suddenly thought of his ambition when he signed up for Feng Lei, but that was his original dream. Isn't it just to train himself in the army? He can climb the most difficult slopes.

Sorry, why did I become a coward at the last moment? Damn it, just die. There are only standing men, not fallen warriors: "Damn it, the battle is going to be fought, and the wine tonight is too much."

Want to drink."

"Hehe, that's right."

Groups of soldiers fell to the ground on the spot, and groups of soldiers came forward one after another, and then were laid off honorably. Their physical strength had completely disappeared when they attacked the encircling troops of the Yellow Army. It was an unyielding and unyielding will that supported them here.

For everyone, sometimes falling down is a kind of relief, but if they still have a little strength, they will continue to fight. When they can no longer stand up, everything will have nothing to do with them.

Scattered brothers continued to load bullets one after another, with cruel smiles on their faces and more enthusiasm for fighting than before. The sound of gunfire continued to resound across the plains, and 40-caliber rockets exploded in clusters of enemies.

Like a gorgeous blooming flower.

"Ah ah ah ah, you bastards, I will fight with you." A soldier with a gun suddenly stood up, shouted at the Huang army, firing indiscriminately to suppress it. Only by putting himself to death and surviving can he get rid of the vitality of the Huang army.

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While Angelina was making various flips and moves, she was frantically pulling the trigger of the weapon, sensing the wind direction, and the three points and one line were true to form. The witch's unyielding aura was like a particularly dazzling bloody rose on the battlefield.

Brother Eye held the gun in both hands, lifted up his shirt, and vented all his anger to Huang Jun. No matter who was there or not, just shoot him anyway. This guy has a certain aura of looking forward to death.

Afterwards, Angelina kicked her away and grabbed the gun, "Where are you shooting? Go and rest. Don't waste bullets."

People are trying their best to fight back against the Huang Army. Although everyone is fighting with all their strength, the number of combatants on both sides is too disparity. Before Fenglei faced the Huang Army, he and Yinglan had already fought to the death of both sides. Of course, there are also factors in the academy itself. Purple Eyes

I never expected that the Huang Army would be so tenacious. At least in the past confrontations, the Huang Army definitely did not have as many elites as they do now.

At the same time, the coordinates of Yinglan 169 latent point and the dark location of Highland 1987 had been completely removed by Feng Yi. As expected, it was exactly as expected, and no resistance was found there.

Carrying a steel gun on his back, he shuttled through the depths of the jungle. After completing the task, Feng Yi kept running back... Lack of endurance was Feng Yi's natural shortcoming, but his explosiveness was rarely matched by others. As a top warrior, this

Compared with the so-called lack of physical strength of the Freeport super mercenaries, they are still infinitely stronger than those battlefield soldiers. According to the electronic map, the 491 battlefield has become an anxious place for the soldiers of major colleges. So what I have to do now is

Rush back to 491 and quickly join the battle.

Not long after locking the coordinates, Feng Yi's electronic map suddenly lost power. Too much energy was consumed in the process of searching for the enemy's hidden target. Feng Yi shook his head, took back the map, turned around and kicked in the air. The half-meter-thick old tree was struck by a thunderous blow.
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