Surely hanging around with idiots will lower your IQ, right?
Qin Weidong felt that the white people who had been squatting underground for a year must have something wrong with their brains. They had lost their basic judgment ability in the dark environment, or that the long period of high pressure and claustrophobic life had caused a collective bias in their cognition.
shift.
The situation that had finally been stable was reversed, which would make the entire advance team angry to death.
Eric's 'Returning Team' probably finally got to the moment of turning over, and they couldn't wait to vent their negative emotions. After discovering that the black people on the ground had turned into scum, they even overestimated their own strength. But the black people
They have become scum, and white people have also become scum!
Now Qin Weidong regretted not being able to stop Eric and his gang from seeking death. In other words, he had wanted to kill all the white men, but he underestimated the ability of Eric and his gang to cause trouble.
Those guys would die if they were surrounded, but not only did they break through, they also ran all the way to the Palace Square for help.
Please help me!
What horrified the advance team was that Eric and his gang were chasing thousands of black armed men with high morale - these dense black uncles swarmed along the streets of the city, covering the earth like a swarm of insects. How could Qin Weidong
All the power that was easily established was offset.
This is how black people are armed. Once a battle goes smoothly, they are fearless and not afraid of death.
Through various surveillance cameras and drones, the advance team discovered that the situation was very serious a few minutes in advance. But Qin Weidong could not do much. He could only order Zhang Hong's recoilless rifle to fire to block the shooting without hesitation, and activate the palace
Anti-infantry mines deployed near the square.
However, more than twenty artillery shells flew out and blasted a crater. Apart from killing dozens of people, the expected effect was not achieved. The black people outside were knocked over by the 'Broad Sword' mine, but they only slowed down the impact speed and hid in
The buildings around the Palace Square are still approaching.
The person who organized this Jedi counterattack was Marco, who was taken away from his lair two days ago. This black leader also retained a powerful pickup truck fleet. He used the materials in his lair as collateral.
Where can other black armed forces borrow thousands of miscellaneous soldiers?
Originally, they thought it would be just a matter of retaking their home base, but they never expected that their own morale would be so high that they would chase the white people's "returning regiment" who broke out of the encirclement and fight all the way to the palace square controlled by the advance team. Faced with this situation, Marco showed his super strength.
With his level of command ability, he just surrounded the square.
Marco's pickup truck convoy kept attacking the barricades of the advance team. After several pickup trucks were smashed by large-caliber sniper rifles, he found a loudspeaker and shouted to the black slaves in the palace square, saying that if they did not surrender, they would kill them all.
resister.
Loudspeaker's psychological offensive achieved unexpected results. Many black slaves in the palace square were unwilling to get involved in the battle and kept fleeing.
The advance team, which was not numerically dominant, was suddenly unable to control the situation and was forced to retreat continuously to search for the defense line. But even including the remnant soldiers who escaped from Eric, Qin Weidong only had more than a hundred people at hand. In the end, everyone retreated into the square.
The church stood still waiting for help.
"I'm sorry, this is my fault." It was like waking up from a dream. Eric and his group, who had experienced ups and downs, were like defeated roosters, all bowing their heads.
"That's enough, don't give me any more nonsense. Go and block the windows of the church. This stone building is very strong and we can still support it." Qin Weidong was so angry that his brain ached. The last mistake he should have made was to ignore the enemy at any time.
Bullshit by Eric's gang.
"How long can we hold on? Can we hold on until your reinforcements arrive?" Eric looked at Qin Weidong eagerly as if he was grasping a life-saving straw.
"There are about three hours left." Qin Weidong looked at his watch and felt that three hours was a bit hanging. He really wanted to strangle these white people to death.
"Three hours?" Eric thought he would have to wait for rescue in two weeks. He widened his eyes and asked, "Will your expeditionary force arrive in three hours?"
"No, it's our legion commander who's coming. He took about... a dozen people with him in an airship."
"More than a dozen people?" Eric's mood suddenly hit rock bottom. He felt that Qin Weidong was joking.
"There are thousands of people surrounding the church now, and there may be more in the future. More than a hundred of us can't hold it, and a dozen more will die in vain. It's over, if I had known this, I might as well have stayed underground.
.”
This person has gone from revolutionary adventurism to left-leaning capitulationism in the blink of an eye.
Outside the church, Marco did not expect that he could enter the enemy's lair so smoothly. In the past, when the battle progressed to this moment, the outcome was determined, and there was no suspense anymore. After asking the black slaves in the square
Finally, he realized that there were not many opponents at all.
"They only have a dozen backbones, and the most terrifying monster warriors are not yet there." Marco's black face was beating with excitement. He already felt that a big victory was just around the corner. As long as the church was taken,
His power will be greater than before.
"Drive a container truck and hit the door of the church. Just knock it open." Marco found that the firepower of the church was quite strong, so he ordered a heavy-duty container truck dedicated to the port to drive over.
The container truck carrying dozens of tons accelerated and rushed towards the church. Even though the driver was killed, the truck still smashed the thick wooden door into pieces and directly crushed to death several white people defending behind the door.
"Go on, keep hitting me!" Marco sent many people to try to get close to the church, but they were beaten back. He simply used the simplest and crudest method, intending to crash the church unreasonably.
Qin Weidong in the church was complaining endlessly. He used a rocket launcher to destroy several colliding vehicles halfway. But if his opponent continued like this, sooner or later he would not be able to hold on. The only thing he could do was to grab his scalp and attack his own house.
The boss asked for help.
The advance team gritted their teeth and persisted for more than two hours, and the entire church was about to collapse. Just when the advance team tried to use mutants to lead a breakout, a long-lost voice finally came from the radio, "Qin Weidong, how many more do you have?"
Are people alive?”
"There are still about seventy or eighty people. Everyone from the advance team is here, but several people have been injured." Qin Weidong was really worried.
"I have entered the battlefield, please hand over the command to me. From now on, you are my personal guards." The effect of a sentence on the radio was extremely surprising.
Qin Weidong felt relieved, as if he had found his greatest support. What made him even more miraculous was that after his boss recognized himself as a 'guard', his tired body became energetic again, his mind was clear, and his limbs were strong, as if he were twenty years younger.
age.
When the 'Hero' skill is activated, the Guards troops with no more than 100 people will receive twice the combat power bonus.
Old Harris, who was shooting at the window, was originally beaten in a hurry, but after being recognized as a "guard", his movement speed increased by 50%, his aim and reaction were faster, and the black soldiers attacking outside were able to accurately shoot him
It decreases rapidly under shooting.
One magazine was empty, and old Harris stepped back to rest for a while. He even had time to laugh a few times, "Why do I feel like I'm on drugs? This can't be true!"
Marco, who was outside the church, also sensed that something was wrong. The advance team's defense was clearly shaky. But his men who had already pressed close were suddenly repulsed, and the opponent's firepower seemed to have increased several times.
"What's going on?" Marco tried to figure out what had changed on the battlefield, but he soon found that everyone around him was looking up at the sky.
An airship loomed in the clouds, with a shiny five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on the airbag on the hull.