"Hold on to the end!" Everyone shouted in unison. Leng Shaobai looked at the passionate faces. At this moment, he suddenly understood what emotion is. It turns out that training troops cannot just be trained in a mechanical way.
Instead, they should integrate more emotions. Leng Shaobai finally discovered why his team was never as good as the Poisonous Scorpion Team, but this discovery seemed a bit late.
"Very good!" Leng Shaobai took a breath and said, "I will always be with you!"
Ho ho ho…
One sentence inspired everyone's inner passion. They were the holy warriors of the base and loyal supporters of Leng Shaobai. They were willing to sacrifice for Leng Shaobai and to shed their last drop of blood for the cause of jihad. However, they
I would rather see a kind young master and a wise young master. Leng Shaobai's words are undoubtedly very popular.
"Everyone obeys the order!" Leng Shaobai scolded sternly.
"Be with the young master!" the crowd shouted, a voice coming from deep within.
"Fire at the enemy's location!" Leng Shaobai shouted, and rushed out quickly with an assault rifle. Abu Khan and others immediately followed. Leng Shaobai's left and right were protected by a large number of soldiers. The opponent's firepower was very high.
Fierce, the holy warrior beside Leng Shaobai almost fell all the way under the suppression of the powerful firepower. Leng Shaobai gritted his teeth, his face was ferocious, and the flames fired from the barrel of the gun could not cover up the anger in his heart.
In his mind, some subtle changes have occurred. These people are no longer just soldiers, but more like his own relatives. This feeling is a bit long-lost, a bit profound, and it seems that he has not felt like this for many years. Since then
After being hurt by Su Rou, Leng Shaobai became a very cold-blooded person, but today, the blood in his body seemed to have gradually returned to some temperature, and then started to burn hot.
"Assholes, I'll kill you!" Leng Shaobai gritted his teeth, watching his relatives block bullets for him one by one, and then fell down. They fell on the road of charge forever. Leng Shaobai's eyes were red, and the gun in his hand was red.
The machine gun spits out scorching flames, and bullets shoot out from the barrel, desperately seeking the enemy's life. However, the mantis is like a chariot, and a moth flies into the flame. Although it has ambitions and an immortal spirit, in the end,
The ending is tragic.
On the way to charge, the people around Leng Shaobai gradually became fewer and fewer, and slowly disappeared. When Leng Shaobai woke up from his trance, only Abu Khan and another man named Blani were left.
The three machine gunners were back to back, forming a sharp triangle, surrounded by a large number of Japanese soldiers.
"Haha, they were captured alive!" Paul jumped down from the platform excitedly and ran towards Leng Shaobai quickly. Leng Shaobai had disheveled hair and was very desolate, while Abu Khan was charging with wounds all over his body.
On the way, he blocked several bullets for Leng Shaobai, on his arms, thighs...these injuries were not fatal, so Abu Khan still stood strong by Leng Shaobai's side. Paul rushed down in one breath,
Standing at the front of the team, he looked at Leng Shaobai excitedly and said, "Leng Shaobai, do you still know me?"
"Humph, isn't this the dog beside Anwar?" Leng Shaobai snorted softly.
