Of course, what Zhang Quansheng saw before his eyes before he fainted was not some hallucination that only appeared before his death.
It was Hu Biao and the others who finally arrived at this critical moment.
The Zhongzhou team, a total of 29 people, was divided into two groups.
Hu Biao took him among them, and a group of 16 people in total rushed directly towards this place, and came hard behind the attacking troops.
Thanks to the sudden appearance of Hu Biao and others, they were attacked from two sides suddenly.
After dozens of people were killed in the blink of an eye, the soldiers' attack quickly failed.
Looking at the soldiers retreating from the side of the hillside in embarrassment, Hu Biao and others felt quite happy at that time, thinking that although they had a difficult time coming over, they were not late at least.
Such a situation, until suddenly in their ears, the cold mechanical sound of the system sounded in their heads without warning.
The content of these cold mechanical sounds is not the system prompting them:
In this mission, the third phase of the Central Continent team's mission has now completely failed.
But to be honest, the real content is not much better than the complete failure of the mission; anyway, after hearing the sound of the system, Hu Biao and others were almost scared to death.
"Commander Hu Biao, and all members of the Zhongzhou Team, please pay attention, please pay attention.
According to the comprehensive combat effectiveness of the Zhongzhou team, it ranks third among all teams in the current system; therefore, based on the system operating rules, it enjoys certain privileges in tasks.
Therefore, the system currently gives the latest reminder that the target person of the mission, Zhang Quansheng, has entered a dying state.
If the injury is not significantly improved, the target character will die completely within 2 minutes; now the countdown officially begins, 1 minute and 59 seconds, 1 minute and 58 seconds..."
When the above system prompts sounded in the heads of Hu Biao and others, they felt panic in their hearts.
Not at all, they are now the team with the third highest combat power in the system, and they are actually happy to have certain prompts in the mission.
If there must be anything, it must be panic.
Not to mention that if Zhang Quansheng died in battle, it would mean that they had failed half of the third phase of the mission, and the system would directly wipe out ten of them as a severe punishment.
Moreover, the deceptive rule that the wiped-out personnel cannot be resurrected is definitely a serious result that the Central-Continent team cannot bear.
Just Zhang Quansheng's life and death, even if it was not affected by the system tasks, Hu Biao and others would not let him die like this.
Especially, for the veterans who have gone through the Songshan Battle, even the better ones like Lang Qing don't even have a serious girlfriend.
Not to mention those who are married and have children.
One by one, they actually regard these child soldiers who were actually born half a century earlier than themselves as their own children.
At least, at the very least, he is regarded as a nephew.
In the past, they have heard that each of these child soldiers has made a difference, and they will feel very relieved after being valued and reused.
After knowing the news that many child soldiers died in many years of war, I will feel very heavy and unhappy.
So, how could they personally watch another child soldier die in battle under such a desperate countdown?
Even at this moment, I don't know how many people in the team are willing to die for Zhang Quansheng; after all, they can be resurrected after they die in battle.
But now, although the soldiers were defeated by their front and rear attacks, the fighter jets hovering in the sky were not affected at all.
On the contrary, in the face of new opponents such as Hu Biao, timely actions were taken.
After a Mustang fighter circled and turned around, it began to dive quickly towards the position where Hu Biao and others were.
As it swooped down, the fatal attack had already begun.
Among them, the four Browning aviation machine guns on the wings opened fire directly when they dived. Immediately, four 12.7 mm bullets were fired at Hu Biao and others like plowing fields.
Fortunately, the only one who followed Hu Biao and rushed to the position was a rookie like Lao Qi. The others had rich experience in being attacked by air raids.
Even the surgeon Lao Qi was deliberately protected by Jason.
Therefore, this round of strafing from ferocious aircraft was actually managed by these guys to dodge in advance and miraculously avoid it.
Except for the rookie Lao Qi, who was violently pulled by Jason and fell to the ground, knocking off a front tooth, there were no actual casualties.
Unfortunately, another circling Mustang fighter followed, followed by a dive and strafed down.
After such repetitions, Hu Biao and others didn't even have a chance to get up and rush forward.
On the contrary, during this process, the countdown in my head did not stop. In the blink of an eye, it was counted down to '1 minute and 39 seconds' by the system.
When it fell into the ears of Hu Biao and others, it made one feel unspeakably restless.
During this period, Hu Biao and others were depressed, and they raised their weapons and fired into the air. However, they were all light weapons, and the small-caliber bullets in their hands hit the belly of the aircraft with a clanking sound.
Besides, some sparks appeared.
In fact, it has no effect at all and poses no actual threat.
"Old Hei, Bai Xiang, you two have so much anti-aircraft firepower?" Hu Biao shouted in anger.
Even he actually understood that from such a long distance away, the famous tenor "Afraid of the Floor" came and started shouting, but there was no way for Bai Xiang and others to hear it...
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The countdown was like a reminder from the system, and the countdown reached '1 minute and 21 seconds' in my head.
When the swordsman made a sound of 'Bah~', he knew that he could not continue to stay like this, he had to do something, even if in such a risky action, the probability of success was really low.
On the contrary, there is a high possibility that it will cost me a small life.
But he also felt that it was better than watching Zhang Quansheng, a child soldier here, die, and then many people in the team be wiped out.
Yes, that's right! During the dozens of seconds he had to avoid the plane attack, he had already seen Zhang Quansheng; he saw this young man lying on the ground more than a hundred meters away, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
So he gritted his teeth and started to take action.
At the same time, he released the system's green shield from the space belt that he opened the box last time, and put it on top of his head.
At the same time, he did not forget to unleash the bloodline power of his junior acquaintance.
At the same time, he picked up the black Chinese medicine doctor lying next to him by his collar.
As for the meaning of the swordsman's action, the black Chinese medicine doctor could see it at a glance. It was nothing more than the two of them carrying this shield and rushing to the battlefield to save people.
To be precise, the shield in the swordsman's hand is a one-handed round shield. The specific diameter is about 50 centimeters, which is not too small.
But the key point is that if you want to cover two people, is the area too small?
"Damn it! Swordsman, can you do this?"
The black Chinese medicine doctor, who had already unleashed the power of his primary blood elf bloodline, couldn't help but ask a question as he ran with the swordsman.
"Don't worry, men can't say no! Even if I get beaten to death today, I will make sure you are fine."
After hearing this, the swordsman made such a firm promise.
Then the two people broke out and rushed towards the position while clinging to each other like a pair of close lovers.
Hu Biao and others, who instantly understood the two men's plans, jumped out of the crater on the ground desperately and fired desperately into the sky, hoping to attract the attention of those fighter jets.
Let's strive for more chances of success for their actions...