"The new era is very powerful, beyond the power of your imagination. You do this by smashing the stone..., retreating, getting in touch with the officers and men of the missile force, and the attack is the most rational."

Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted the end of the moon and smugly glanced at her, took a deep breath of cigarettes, rudely squirted to the veil of the moon, and the hood was turned into a ray of radiation. The pattern spread to the surrounding area, and then Zhang Xiaoqiang's second mouth was sprayed again. Yan Mingyue's double eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his eyes flashed, the smoke was gathered together, and he bounced back to Zhang Xiaoqiang's face, letting him keep fanching the eyelids. Blue smoke.

"You don't have to teach me to fight, you still manage yourself. In addition to short-lived, smoking will not have any benefits, especially second-hand smoke, which is the most harmful. If you smoke in front of me, I will cut off all your cigarettes. ...."

Yan Mingyue’s provocative counterattack against Zhang Xiaoqiang was quite fierce. Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled awkwardly. If nothing happened, he turned his head to look at the smoke-filled hills. At the foot of the mountain, hundreds of strangely shaped armored vehicles such as beetles were gathered around, and an armored vehicle was Barriers were formed under the mountain, and thousands of armed men were sitting in the back of the car, waiting for the order to attack again.

A single-wheeled cart with armored baffles on one wheel is ready. When the time is up, it will launch a slam attack. The play of Ming Mingyue is very simple. In the past few days, the posture of the storm was made. The heavy rain is small, and the real purpose is to fight for help and eliminate the reinforcements that the new era has transferred from the front line.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was brought in. He was prepared to let him witness the moment when Qiu Mingyue was victorious. He did not agree that the new era had two legions of troops in Sichuan. It was counted as more than 5,000 professional soldiers, and the men and women of Yan Mingyue together Only three thousand people were on the road, and the weapons were noisy. It was impossible to form the superior firepower and strength. The only thing they said was that they had 12 old-fashioned cannons, but this was not enough.

"OK, I didn't say it, anyway, it's yours, and me..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang said that he couldn’t say anything when he re-ignited his anger in the Ming Dynasty. He slammed the moon and said to him, said to him:

"The new era reinforcements have arrived in the mountains. In another 30 minutes, they will pass through the canyons in the mountains. My people have already ambushed. As long as they are blocked for two hours, we can clean up the base and ambush. The troops will meet and use the dominant terrain to annihilate..."

"I wish you a victory, and you will witness this historic scene here. I believe that many years later, the Queen of Storms will become a legend in history books, and I will be proud to witness your legend."

Throwing away the cigarette butt, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a serious slap in the face of Qiu Mingyue, and the dreamy eyes of Mingyue Moon were as bright as the full moon of fifteen, and the veil of the corner of the mouth slightly shook, like smiling.

"Hey, do you want to run away after I go up? You are my fiancé, the prince of the Storm Queen, you have to witness with me..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang heard a bright smile and nodded slightly:

"I am honored to witness this moment with you. However, you have been hungry for two days. Now I have no strength to walk. How can I kill the enemy? Today, if you take me out of the hole, you should understand, not that I want to Drilling the hole, I didn’t have the strength to run... I haven’t finished talking..."

Yan Mingyue ignored Zhang Xiaoqiang's reason. He grabbed his arm and floated up to the mountain. The armed men at the foot of the mountain attacked at the same time, pushing the trolley on the armor plate and carefully attacking it. From time to time, someone was shot by the sniper on the mountain. In the middle, the rolling gourd generally rolls down the hillside. These wounded people are like zombies. As long as they do not want their lives, they will restart their attacks until they fall.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yan Mingyue quickly flew past the attackers. For the attackers, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yan Mingyue were fast, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was slow for Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the crowd was like a frozen screen. In general, awkward movements with stiff and slow movements.

The bullet was slightly faster in his eyes, but it was enough for him to have time to evade. The flying bullets were often just approached, and they were bounced out by the dynasty's mind barrier, whistling to make a small eye on the ground.

Another instant, Zhang Xiaoqiang was thrown out high, and in the rain, three empty wrestlings fell into the trenches of the new era. When the new era soldiers opened their mouths and shouted, Zhang Xiaoqiang took his hand. The five-six-type rifle, dancing with flowers and eyes, stunned more than a dozen soldiers in this battle.

Although these enemies are a new era, they do not have much conflict with Zhang Xiaoqiang. The soldiers are always cannon fodder. Zhang Xiaoqiang needs to kill the people who command the cannon fodder. Therefore, he does not have a dead hand and stuns.

When he cleared out a trench, a long shuttle flashed through his eyes. In the 100-meter-long fortification in front of him, the black iron fist 3 rocket was rushing toward him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted the rifle and waited for the trigger to be pulled. A bright red figure was in front of him. It was Ming Mingyue flashing him in front of him and ushered in the rocket. In the dynamic vision, Zhang Xiaoqiang had enough time to think about him. The mood is complicated. I hope that the rocket can blow up the meat of the moon and hope that it will not be hard.

After the death of the moon, he can easily escape and return to his own territory. He does not want her to have an accident because the people have blocked the rockets for him. If he is killed, his conscience is uneasy.

"Oh...."

The white smoke filled the air, and the rocket bombed in front of the moon, and shot at innocent heights. Zhang Xiaoqiang secretly concealed himself in his heart. How to worry about this metamorphosis? On the battlefield, Yan Mingyue made the rockets change direction with one hand, so that the enemy in front was sluggish. Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yan Mingyue were not sluggish. The body shape suddenly accelerated and rushed to the fortification of the jet rocket. Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the rifle and jumped out. The trenches flew in the opposite direction.

After three or two steps, Zhang Xiaoqiang was hesitant to look back. The back waist was tight. He was flying up by something, and crossed a high arc to bypass the head of Yan Mingyue and fall forward.

Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed Yu Mingyue in his heart. I don't know when, Ming Mingyue moved his hands and feet on his belt, and connected a transparent silk thread. The seemingly fragile silk thread was tough and it was easy to fly him. The position to the front.

Zhang Xiaoqiang tightened his limbs, rolled into a group and fell into the trenches. He threw the three guys out of the way, and he fell to the ground and snorted. He didn't wait for him to get up. There were a few roars and hard Bayi. The rifle **** was picked up on his body. In the muffled sound, Zhang Xiaoqiang reluctantly held his head and shrunk. He didn't have a helmet. It was inevitable to get up when he got up. It is still the best. He will not be hurt when he is on the body~lightnovelpub.net~ Then, the chaotic roar became a scream, and several of his people were shot by Qi Mingyue, who was later rushed over. Zhang Xiaoqiang was lying on the ground and gasping for the moon and roaring:

"After throwing me next time, I’m too rude..."

After talking about Zhang Xiaoqiang, he took off his helmet from the unlucky egg head that was pressed under his body, and put it on his head. He grabbed the Bayi-style rifle on the ground and shot it half a shot. A magazine clip was empty and more than 20 enemies were hugged. The injured right hand screamed.

Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang replaced the magazine, Yan Mingyue quickly rushed to the corner of a cannon bombing. There was a huge fortification. It was spraying numerous fire lines. The position of this fortification was quite good. It could control the entire position and the dead angle of the shelling. If it is attacked by infantry, there are absolutely many casualties.

Although Yan Mingyue is a woman, she may not be worse than a man. The first time she discovered the harm of that thing, even Zhang Xiaoqiang, who could escape at any time behind her, ignored it and went straight to the past.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, who pursued the opportunity idea, immediately found the neutral gear, and with both hands, he threw the rifle away, but his eyes swept to the fresh soil piled up in the corner of the fortification. Then he saw the wires protruding from the soil extending along the trench. After the boulder outside the meter, on the boulder, a 89-type heavy machine gun is spraying a long chain of light.

"Dynamite..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s mind flashed through the conspiracy of the new era. The fortification on the bright side is a deadly trap. No matter who hits the position, the fortification must be removed first, and the fortification is used as a bait and abandonment by the new era as the last resort of counterattack. .

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang has encountered the previous problem, and will he still save? The power of so many explosives in an instant explosion is devastating. Even if you can block the shooting of countless bullets, you can't block so many explosives from exploding at the same time. Exceeding the critical point means breaking the bones.