The fat man felt a little reassured when he saw Templeton, Aimin, Qiu Dun and Zhuzhu retreating to the tent under the protection of Homulus and others.
The war situation at this time seems stable, but in fact it is full of crises.
The impact of the gap in high-end combat power is slowly emerging.
Although Sasha still refused to retreat from the fight with Satu, in just a short period of time, the woman had been hit three times, and there was blood on her shoulder. It looked like she was in a very bad situation.
If it weren't for the leg essence that could help somewhat, I'm afraid they would have been defeated long ago.
Looking at brothers Silaire and Erlei again, the fat man almost got his nose twisted with anger.
Is this called a battle? Is this how teachers fight?
He doesn’t even use protection, and he doesn’t have any skills or coordination, so he just works hard, damn!
If this continues, even if we win, there will definitely be casualties.
Either you are a sweetheart, or you are a sworn brother. If any of you have problems, Mr. Mai can't stand it!
"I still underestimated the enemy!" Fatty lamented in his heart.
He never expected that the commando team would still be so good after being severely damaged. It could take over almost all the combat power here by itself.
Fatty has given up on his fantasy at this moment. It seems that Teacher, Xuan Xing and Gou Shen won't show up for a while!
As casualties on both sides increase, the balance of victory is gradually tilting.
Because the three high-level injection masters Wilson, Delbora and Philip and their subordinates haven’t taken action yet!
"It's not good, it's not good!" Mr. Mai thought to himself, and planned to ask everyone to retreat while fighting in order to implement the second step of the plan.
For this plan, only by conserving strength to the maximum extent and completely defeating the opponent's ordinary combat power can we have any chance of winning!
Just at this time, Mr. Yafa joined the battle group with a hundred injection masters.
When Fatty heard that people from the Master's Branch had arrived, he immediately realized that all this must be the teacher's arrangement.
He felt hot in his heart and was about to shout in excitement when he saw Wilson's men also taking action.
"Ouch! It's true that the Dao is one foot higher and the devil is one foot higher. I just got reinforcements, and the dead man can no longer hold his temper!" The fat man secretly exclaimed.
While he was worried, he found that only Wilson's men were taking action. Delbora's face was covered with frost, but he had no intention of joining the war.
Hey! That's so fun.
The injection team led by Yafa also seemed to have a tacit understanding. They fought with Wilson's men as soon as they came up, but no one bothered the Jezril people.
"Senior Brother Chen Yu must have had a breather with the old man who led the team. Now it looks really good!" the fat man thought happily.
Sure enough, Wilson soon discovered something was wrong.
"Dilbora! Standing by and watching, is this how you Jezril people treat your allies?" Dead Man Ash asked sternly.
Neither he nor Philip took action at this time, they just ordered their men to try their best to block the attack of Yafa's group so that they could not reinforce.
These two people respect their status. How could they be willing to fight against some mid-level injection masters in front of so many people unless they had to do so?!
At the same time, Wilson still had a trace of luck in his heart, hoping that when his side completely gained the upper hand, he would force the fat man back to the negotiating table.
Isn’t the asking price 400 billion? Well, let’s start with Templeton and calculate one by one how much each person’s life is worth!
At that time, if Dempla is coerced into handing over military power to Homulus, Suriel's plan can continue to be implemented.
Therefore, under this kind of mentality, what Dead Man Gray wants to do at this time is to prevent Fatty from winning, and at the same time, he cannot completely break up with his opponent.
Although Wilson's calculation was good, the McCann mission only had fifty or sixty troops. It was okay to hold on for a short time, but over time, the blocking formation would definitely be broken.
At this time, the Jezril people must be brought in.
"Sir Wilson, we have always been loyal to our allies. However, the Jezril people will never participate in an inexplicable battle." Dilbora continued with a cold face: "These mercenaries have suspicious identities, and they come up with
You can just ignore the killing of the Suriel people. After all, this is the internal affairs of other countries. But why do you want to organize Suriel troops to assist your own army? I really don’t understand!
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"This...you...!" Dead Man Gray was choked by the woman's words and was completely speechless.
He can't admit in public that the commandos are actually McCann's subordinates, right?!
"How brave!" At this moment, Phillip suddenly shouted loudly, stretched out his body and attacked an injector who was wearing an orange shield.
This anesthetist was Rabin who had been waiting for an opportunity to rescue Fritz.
From the very beginning, he locked Fritz's position by relying on that special "out-of-winter" grass smell.
Although the other party is dressed as a member of McCann's entourage, and the appearance cannot be clearly seen, the taste is definitely unmistakable.
What worried Rabin was that the breath was much lighter than last night, which meant that Fritz's physical condition was about to fail.
Thinking about his lover's current situation, he was tortured and anxious. Finally, when he got the opportunity, there was no room for a moment's hesitation.
Therefore, as soon as the McCanns and Yafa's injectors rushed together, Rabin hurriedly rushed to Fritz's side, "Captain, come with me!" He held the other man's hand and said eagerly.
Rabin responded with a powerful energy attack.
Fortunately, Rabin noticed in advance that something was wrong with his hand, so he did not die immediately.
"Fell into a trap!" He felt regretful and angry at the same time, and he immediately used all his strength to meet it with a palm.
This should have been an evenly matched collision, but Rabin was at the disadvantage and lost the opportunity.
"Crack!" His hand bones were broken, but the opponent screamed and flew out.
"Huh?!" While Rabin was still confused, a sharp pain suddenly came from his back.
Philip's unreserved palm was imprinted on the back of his heart.
The severe pain in his internal organs made Rabin's vision darken and he collapsed.
"Hmph! You despicable Jezril man, how dare you attack your ally..." Philip succeeded in the attack and finally got rid of the evil spirit in his chest. Before he could finish speaking, he felt a chill behind him.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Immediately, Philip saw a pink energy sword tip coming out of his chest.
"No matter how despicable the people of Jezril are, they are not something you, the trash, can attack and kill casually!" Dilbora's cold and angry voice came from behind.
"Bang!" There was another loud noise, and Wilson knocked Delbora away with a palm and supported the shaky Philip.
"Sir, it was the people from Jezril who took action first!" Philip forced himself to say a word, his eyes bulged, and he died.
At this time, Dilbora had already had a flashback.
The woman opened the protective shield, with a face full of hatred, and held the dying Rabin in her arms.
Rabin was speechless. Looking at the face in front of him that was somewhat similar to that of his lover, he mistakenly thought that Fritz was already safe.
"Hmm...!" Rabin let out a groan of pain, unwillingness, and some relief, and refused to close his eyes.
"Dilbora! Are you going to start a war?!" Wilson roared.
"As you wish!" The woman threw Rabin's body to the entourage behind her, stood up, stared at Wilson, and said slowly.
Although the two of them spoke harshly, they did not take any action.
At this moment, the glimmer of clarity that remained in their minds reminded them that this was by no means a place for a battle of life and death.
Ahao, who was knocked to the ground by Rabin and was pretending to be grunting, stole glances and exchanged glances with Alang and Fei Huan, who were working hard and participating in the group fight, but all their attention was on their own side.
They immediately saw the same expectation in each other's eyes, hoping that Wilson would fight with Delpora quickly.
But what about the reality? Alas! It backfired.
After a moment of stalemate, Delbora suddenly darted back to the team, "Wilson, today's business is not over yet! See you later!" The woman said this, turned around and left with her entourage.
Wilson said nothing and looked at him coldly, but there was nothing he could do.
And in such a chaotic moment, Yafa's injection team had broken through the obstruction of the McCanns and rushed towards the battlefield where the commando team was located.
