"What's going on?" Xu Jiu took a few steps forward, frowning and staring ahead, holding a walkie-talkie and shouting, but inside... except for the rustling noise, there was no news coming. *www.shu8.
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"MD! Isn't there still ten minutes left? How come it's so fast?" Xu Jiu gripped the walkie-talkie hard and shouted in a low voice.
"It can only mean that the enemy is stronger than expected, much stronger." Zhou Shaohua clenched his fists, and a chill slowly rose in his heart. A word that made him feel desperate hovered in his mind - Human Emperor
!!
Temple? EO? Seventeen Ninja Sect? Or...
Who? Who is it?
The brothers of the eight tribes who were resting behind slowly moved forward, their swaying eyes full of solemnity, each person's expression was cold and serious, and the ominous premonition made their steps extremely heavy.
"We finally met." Some brothers murmured, but the previous solemnity unknowingly turned to cruelty. Not only him, but also the "wounded people" around him were no exception. The cruel emotions seemed to spread
The virus spread silently to every team member.
"Black troops, defend!" Zhou Shaohua's eyes narrowed and he shouted suddenly.
The Heiwu "eighth-level" units scattered around shouted in response, quickly rushed to Zhou Shaohua's side, and assembled in front of the "wounded".
"Xu Jiu, lead all the wounded to the northeast and contact the Qianmu troops to get closer to you. I will try my best to buy you time, run as far as you can, and run as much as you can."
"Brother Hua, we..." Xu Jiu and others spoke urgently.
Zhou Shaohua raised his hand to interrupt and said decisively: "Stop arguing, no one can leave if you don't leave! Remember, this is an order!"
How could Xu Jiu and the others be willing to leave Zhou Shaohua here? Death should be the death of their subordinates. Just as they were about to argue, gunshots were heard again from the area where gunshots were heard before. This time the gunshots were dense and chaotic, mixed with
There was a faint sound of shouting. It was obvious that the Qianmu troops had clashed with them, which also meant that... the enemy was not far away!
"Let's go!!" Zhou Shaohua roared, waving his hand, calling for the "eighth level" detachment to follow him forward.
Xu Jiu gritted her teeth and yelled, "Take care!" He turned around and shouted to the wounded: "Let's go! Don't you want to run? Run!"
"Run? Where to run?" A wounded man's expression suddenly turned ferocious, and he roared lowly. Instead of obeying Xu Jiu's greeting, he tore off his blood-stained clothes and shouted to Zhou Shaohua who ran out: "Zhou Shaohua"
Commander, come back! There are no cowards in our Leng Feng army. There is no need for anyone to die for us! What Tianmen needs is you, not the weak and weak soldiers like us!"
"You're so wordy, just leave as soon as I tell you!" Zhou Shaohua turned around and yelled angrily.
"Commander Zhou, this is not the time to be a hero. Come back quickly. How long can you stop us? How far can we escape with injuries like ours? Think about it with your head. Let us stop you, and run away, otherwise
...No one can escape." Another ballistic team member shouted loudly with a ferocious face.
After the other wounded looked at each other, they tore off their clothes one by one, revealing their scarred but strong bodies. They picked up their weapons again, regained their fighting spirit, and regained their usual demeanor. They took a deep breath and raised their heads one after another.
Hysterical roars and roars, full of bloody fighting spirit and determination filled the forest!
What is love? What is righteousness? What is sincerity, what is life and death together? In times of crisis, in desperate moments, seemingly rude shouts convey the truest brotherhood, the truest bravery and courage.
They are warriors, the most powerful warriors in Tianmen. They want to live with glory and die with glory!
"Commander Zhou, let us tell Brother Cheng and all the brothers that we... have not embarrassed the Eight Tribes!" A strong man raised his arms and roared, holding back the pain in his chest and sprinting forward.
"For Tianmen, for Brother Cheng, for the rise of the royal family, brothers... kill!!" Encouraged by the momentum, the three hundred sick and wounded patients gritted their front teeth, mustered up their last breath, suppressed the pain of their wounds, and
Run to an area with heavy gunfire.
The scene was chaotic, with no formation or coordination, and some were even lame and dripping with blood, but the determined, ruthless but scarred "wolf pack" was resurrected.
In terms of bloodiness, momentum, and courage, they can't lose to anyone!
"Crazy! Get back here!" Zhou Shaohua roared angrily, but more than 300 people seemed to have been stimulated and injected with hormones. They ignored him at all and rushed past them with scarlet eyes.
"You don't have to rush now if you want to die. Go back! Go back!" Zhou Shaohua almost went crazy. He grabbed the shoulder of the brother who ran past him, used his arms and wrists to pull him up.
His mission is to escort the sick at all costs! This is an order, an order from Di Cheng!
Di Cheng entrusted him with this arduous task out of respect and trust. He had even made the decision to die in battle and had no intention of returning to Tianmen alive.
I have fantasized about fierce battles and unexpected situations, but I never imagined it would be like this.
He is angry, he is anxious, but the same...
His heart trembled! His cold and aloof heart trembled convulsively at this moment. The sour and painful feeling surged into his heart. He had never shed tears before, and his eyes were moist at this moment!
Looking at the figures running past, looking at the determined and ferocious faces, looking at the staggering and struggling figures, for the first time, he truly experienced what... "brotherhood" is!
"Go back!!" Zhou Shaohua grabbed the wounded one after another like crazy, tore them back hard, and rotated them backwards. He even greeted them with fists, but they had made up their minds and seemed to have become soulless puppets. They only knew
He rushed forward with his eyes wide open.
"Brother Hua!" Xu Jiu rushed to Zhou Shaohua, hugged him hard from behind, and shouted. "Let's go! If you don't go, it will be too late!"
The other team members woke up from being moved and absent-minded, pointed to the faint traces of the enemy in the dense forest ahead, and said urgently: "Brother Hua, now is not the time to show off, let's go! To put it bluntly, we still have time to run.
If they have a chance to survive, these wounded soldiers really can’t run very far if they want to run away!”
Xu Jiudao: "The person who contacted me just now was the captain of Qianmu Troop. If the situation was not particularly serious, his tone would never be so panicked and anxious! The matter must be particularly serious. If you don't do it for yourself, you should change it to Brother Cheng!"
He doesn’t want these wounded to die, but he doesn’t want all of us to die! One of the two sides will eventually die and the other will live. Since they have already rushed forward, let’s... let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!!!”
At the end of the words, Xu Jiu almost shouted with eyes wide open. He was also shocked by the determination of his brothers without hesitation. He was moved and trembling in his heart, but he also understood that he could not let down their efforts.
"Can't go, can't go!! Absolutely can't go!" Zhou Shaohua's pupils were slightly dilated, and he roared in a low voice like a lost soul: "Where's Meiyan? Where's Yaya? They should be nearby! With them stopping the Human Emperor, we can hold off the enemy.
live."
"Meiyan? Yaya? Wake up!" Xu Jiu was anxious and slapped Zhou Shaohua on the face: "They didn't even listen to Brother Cheng's orders. Do you think they will fight for these wounded people? Also,
Stop? How can we stop? How can we rely on these wounded people who are missing arms and legs to resist the enemy's elite troops?"
"Brother Hua, why are you confused? Let's go!" Several other team members looked at each other, grabbed Zhou Shaohua's shoulders and legs, lifted them up and ran away.
"Let me go! Let me go! Do you want me to be a sinner?" Zhou Shaohua struggled hard.
"Brother Hua, we have taken the blame for you, let's go!" Xu Jiu shouted, calling for the "eighth level" team to follow quickly.
The team members looked at each other, at Xu Jiu who "escaped", and then at the wounded who rushed forward. Their eyes were a little moist. Finally, they knelt down, kowtowed heavily, said sorry, jumped up and turned to
Rush deep into the jungle.
Deep in the dense forest, more than 20 members of the Thousand Eyes Force were fighting against the EO Force. Each of them had rich experience and sufficient ammunition. However, the opponent was slightly stronger and outnumbered them by far. The rout continued again and again, and the number of deaths increased again and again. Five minutes later
No, less than ten people are still alive.
At this time, the unexpected arrival of the "wounded" troops not only stunned the Qianmu troops, but also made the rapidly advancing EO special operations troops confused and curious, until the captain of the troops shouted and the firefight broke out again.
More ferocious and intense than before!
The brothers of Tianmen seemed to be crazy, but they did not completely lose their minds. Naturally, they would not rush forward stupidly. The members with guns fell to the ground, found bunkers and started shooting. The members with weapons in their hands fired at the enemy from other directions.
Get closer, trying to break through their defensive lines and get closer to the enemies in the rear.
Although the wounded were wounded, their numbers were there, and their courage and combat effectiveness were equally impressive, so they quickly withstood the EO's impact, and the two sides launched a fierce confrontation.
A hundred meters away from the rear of the EO special operations force, Diego, Aihovilla, and the Temple Judgment Force did not join the battlefield, but looked at it from a distance.
"Is it Tianmen?" Diego asked.
"It's Tianmen!" Aihovilla nodded slowly, but while looking at it, her brows wrinkled unconsciously: "There seems to be something wrong."
"There is no Di Cheng, there is no Yang Jing, there is not a single high-level person in Tianmen!" Diego's tone was indifferent and his expression was cold. Even though he was hundreds of meters away, his sharp eyes could still clearly see the situation on the battlefield.
"Yes, there is no high-level person!" Aihovilla raised his head slightly, looked around the battlefield, and looked into the dense forest in the distance. He was slightly silent and said in a deep voice: "If I am not wrong, these are all bait to death.
, the real large force...should have escaped!"
"Choosing to escape also shows something." Diega shook his neck with a crunch, and said with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth: "The senior officials of Tianmen are indeed injured, and they are not too minor."
"Let's go! Go meet Di Cheng!" Aihovilla snorted coldly, waving for the judges to follow.
"Slow down!" Diego stretched out his hand to stop Aihovilla.
"What's wrong?"
"Your injuries are too severe and it is not suitable for strenuous activities. Just leave it to me to deal with a few old, weak and disabled soldiers."
Aihovilla frowned slightly: "My injury is not a problem."
"It's not a problem?" Dieka didn't look back, just hummed: "There's no need to show off, let alone in front of me. Before you find Yuwen Huangxue, you'd better not take action, and save your energy and strength.
, otherwise you will regret it when the time comes.”
After saying that, without waiting for Aihovilla to react, he leaned forward and rushed out in the blink of an eye. Although he was thin and old, he ran as fast and dexterous as a cheetah.
Aihovilla frowned even more tightly, and after a moment, she said in a deep voice: "Judgment troops, follow up, assist Diego, and kill as many of Tianmen's top officials as possible!"
"Understood!" More than two hundred judges responded in unison and set off at the same time, leaving only more than twenty people to guard the injured Aihovilla.
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