Chapter seven hundred and seventy-two base situation (ten chapters)
Situ Lingfeng and the hermit looked at each other, with wry smiles on their faces, shook their heads, stretched out their hands to rub their shoulders and chest, and had no intention of continuing to fight. The god of death was getting more and more aggressive, and fighting with bare hands was impossible.
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Deng Jiuguang and Liu Xiaoshan looked at each other, and both saw the bitterness in their eyes. They used to sit in a well and look at the sky. It turned out that the gap between the scouts and the special forces was so big. They had no choice but to fight the Death God.
The commando's reputation was really not just blown away. Moreover, their hearts froze when they thought that there were several people in the Death Commando. Obviously, those people were at least at the level of the Hermit and Aurora.
Moreover, under the God of Death, there are also the Fire Phoenix Women's Special Forces, the Red Blood Cell Special Operations Team, and the Thunder and Lightning Commandos. They have no doubt that any one of them will probably completely destroy the Navy's Amphibious Frogman Reconnaissance Group.
Zhang Chong and others seemed a little excited. These instructors were so powerful, so as long as they studied hard and trained hard, they would have a chance to become so powerful.
"do not fight?"
Hearing He Zhenzhong's words and looking at the smile on his face, the hermit couldn't help rolling his eyes, shaking his head dejectedly, and said: "I can't play happily. I lost in less than thirty seconds. It would be you.