"Bull back, next round I'll be the top."

Gong Jian stood in the middle of the passage, looking at the enemy troops in front of him, saying this sentence slowly.

At that time, bull called, "Captain, I'm ok."

"I don't care if you have something to do. It's my order!"

Gong Jian, as the team leader, has always been democratic.

But in the current situation, let's go to democracy in Temo. Laozi is a dictator. Who dares to disobey orders and kick out of the team.

The bull opened his mouth and did not dare to speak again.

It's not that he gave up.

But he also knows clearly that the pain on his arms makes it difficult for him to send out his strength.

These hands were cut off, but second.

Once he is a sharp forward, the enemy breaks through his defense line, and the whole team will collapse completely.

Li Nanfang never spoke.

He also needs to preserve his physical strength and act as the final force of the team.

Just so desperate advance, but also in exchange for less than one tenth of the enemy casualties.

It's going to get harder and harder. People will fall at any time.

He just has to be at the critical moment.

"Seize the time to replenish our strength. The enemy won't give us too long."

Captain Gong Jian said, tearing open a bag of compressed biscuits, forcing all the nausea, trying to eat.

Even if you want to spit out after biting two mouthfuls, it's hard to swallow with a big mouthful of water.

As if to verify what he said.

There was a commotion in front of the enemy team, and then a skinny guy came through the middle of two bulletproof steel plates blocking the road.

The man's face was livid and looked at the broken limbs on the ground. He raised his horn with one hand trembling and cried out: "dear Chinese soldiers, we solemnly declare to you once again that as long as you lay down your arms, we will never do anything to hurt you. Please don't make such meaningless resistance any more. Our patience is limited. It's absolutely impossible to use cold weapons to fight with you all the time. "

"Bang!"

A shot interrupted the man.

Bullet accurately penetrated into the other side's forehead, loudspeakers landed, people have become corpses.

Gong Jian gave the gun to Xiao Yang.

People are killed by sheep pulling the trigger.

Longteng team members don't care to talk to the flame people at all.

They are here to save the hostages, not to raise their hands to surrender and turn themselves into hostages, which leads to more troubles.

Either fight or die.

There is no third way.

With the boy who came to recruit, he became a corpse.

The leader of the flame organization, who was in the rear, was also angry.

Kim sider, the contemporary leader of the European flame organization, is also the only legitimate descendant of the humanitarian radical who ruled out the valley of flame thousands of years ago.

All kinds of actions, such as researching and making snow monsters, cultivating fake puppets of Xuanyuan king, exploring the secrets of Huaxia flame Valley, are done by him.

After this battle, the snow monster is completely gone.

Yesterday, he also got the exact news that the fake Xuanyuan king, code named "civet cat", who had been cultivated in the organization, also died in China.

With the advent of the dark star, the valley of fire is about to take action.

But here he suffered unimaginable disaster.

It will take at least ten years to recover enough strength to impact flame valley.

But the real valley of flame, how can they wait ten years.

It can be imagined that the Millennium dream of the European flame organization will be completely destroyed in his hands.

When he thought of this, Kingston wanted to kill all the people who were against him and drink their blood.

However, when he heard the "dragon chant" from the deepest part of the base, all his resentment was gone.

Yes, just excited.

Uncontrollable excitement.

The six Taoists under the throne of Xuanyuan in flame valley are the people who know the secret of Xuanyuan most clearly.

At the beginning, when they defected from Shura road and animal Road, there were posterity to learn the art of Xuanmen. On the contrary, it was Ham's human trafficking organization with a humanitarian token that had forgotten who their ancestors were.

As a radical humanist who opposes ham, of course, they will not give up the traditional virtues brought from China, which is a good inheritance.

Therefore, Jin sider must be a master who has learned the art of Xuanmen.

He also knew clearly that the dark star had been born.

But unexpectedly, the dark disaster star appeared in his base and was besieged by his men.

As long as we catch the dark disaster star, even Xuanyuan king, who was scared by his ancestors, we should be obedient and listen to his arrangement.

Seeing the messenger sent out, he was killed before he finished his words.

Kingston was furious.

But the expectation of catching the dark star alive suppressed all his other emotions.

Completely ignoring the dissuasion of his subordinates, King side waved his hand and gave the order: "send the death squads."

The death squads have always been the general name of those who ignore their lives in order to complete a task.

Li Nanfang preferred to call this person a dead man.

Since he left 800 at the age of 14 and began to work on his own, Li Nanfang has never lacked contact with the dead.

He had the impression that the dead, the dead, could not do anything even if they died. They were all useless waste.

It's a pity.

The martyrs of flame organization, as if they had not met boss Li before, were general waste wood.

Three minutes after kinsard gave the order, a group of guys in plate armour and covered helmets came out of the enemy's line.

There were fifty people in this group, all wrapped up.

With their appearance, the large troops of flame organization withdrew more than ten meters later and were ready for battle.

"Here we are. Get ready to fight!"

Captain Gong Jian didn't say anything superfluous. He stood directly in the middle of the passage and became a sharp point to deal with the new enemy.

In fact, there is really no need to say more.

No matter what comes out of the opposite enemy camp, even a group of bikini girls are the same for them.

To kill all the enemies is to win.

Since life and death are relative, why care what equipment Suo Mian passed on to people and what arms he belongs to.

"Kill

Captain Gong Jian roared.

Li Nanfang, Manniu and Xiaoyang responded immediately: "kill!"

Fifty guys who protect themselves to their teeth, none of them have weapons in their hands.

They can not cause any life threat to Li Nanfang and others, but they can use their own lives to get rid of all threats.

These people rushed forward regardless, even when the first one was kicked by Captain Gong Jian and brought down several companions.

People on both sides also ignored him and rushed up to hold Gong Jian's thigh.

Kick one, two.

Kicking off a couple means four people come back.

Captain Gong Jian's legs were left and right, and even jumped up more than one meter high in the same place. He directly stepped on the heads of these guys and rushed forward, but he still had two fists and four hands.

Two flaming martyrs who had been trampled on and broken their necks finally hugged Gong Jian's legs before they died.

Perhaps in the thinking of these dead men, as long as they hold other people's legs, it will be enough for their companions behind them to suppress those who can't move.

But they underestimated the Longteng team members and the Chinese special forces.

Gong Jian really didn't have much strength to drag the two dead people forward.

But his hands can still move, any guy who wants to rush over is thrown to both sides by him.

On both sides, there are Li Nanfang and Manniu, who stab the soldiers in their hands into the neck of the gap between their helmets and clothes.

In the back, a little sheep turned around, held his gun flat, and fired bullets from various angles to relieve the pressure of Captain Gong Jian.

Flame's over there.

Kingstead had come down from the upper floor and stood on the stairs to observe the situation here.

He felt that once the death squads were on the team, there were no problems that could not be solved.

However, things did not go in the direction he expected.

Fifty dead men, seventy-eight or seventy-eight, have not been able to push back.

Especially when Gong Jian threw off the body at his feet and Li Sheng roared forward, the people of the death squadron were scared to death and retreated.

"Waste, a bunch of waste! Everyone give me on, with the body squeeze, squeeze with life, squeeze them back to me, squeeze them into the innermost corner. I don't believe that five of them can stop thousands of us. "

Kingston is worthy of being the leader.

To command on the spot is to be able to make the most correct decision.

They clearly have nearly a thousand people here. Why do they give up the advantage of "more people, more power".

Go straight ahead and squeeze all the four or five people into the corner so that they don't even have room to use their weapons to attack.

With this order.

At the front of the team, the flaming members holding bulletproof steel plates, regardless of whether there are still their own people in front, raise their hands and rush forward.

Just ten meters away, that is, the blink of an eye.

Those still alive members of the death squads have been scared out of courage by Gong Jian and hesitated to come forward.

But now, he was pushed by his own people behind him, and SA Ya Zi rushed forward and directly used his whole body to collide.

If this really collides with each other, let alone Gong Jian as a top player, everyone will be impacted back, and all previous efforts will be in vain.

"Captain, follow me!"

At the critical moment, Li Nanfang, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally broke out.

He took back the spear of the remnant soul army in his hand. He turned directly over Gong Jian and used all his strength to rush back towards the big army of the flame.

Click.

Li Nanfang was the front impact of the daredevil team members, the whole body bone fracture from the ribs to the spine.

Li NanFang's head and face were dyed red by the blood, but he didn't care about it at all. He just continued to rush forward, thrusting left and right.

If someone wants to stop him, he smashes his head into the other person's frontal bone.

If someone wants to hold him, he directly holds the other party in his hand and is used as a weapon to reopen a way of survival with the enemy's body.

There's more and more blood around.

Li NanFang's blood gradually boils.

Until a certain moment, I didn't know which one was scared out of his wits. I forgot the order to catch him alive. I watched Li Nanfang rush over, and raised his hand to shoot him.

The gunfire in the chaos was so clear that Li Nanfang could have easily avoided it.

But if he dodged, Professor Zhang, who was protected behind him, would not have to live.

There is no other way but to avoid the key.

It's this evasive action that makes his momentum disappear.

As soon as his body was crooked, five or six people jumped on him and held him down.

Without the sharp team, the formation was completely disrupted.

The members of the flame who rallied from both sides attacked and completely surrounded Gong Jian and others.

People are crowded and close to each other.

The enemy nearest to them had already turned into a corpse, but he was crowded by his companions behind him and stood still all the time.

A white-edged battle now seems to be a complete victory.

But a whistling burst like a dragon's song, which reversed the success or failure again.