"Fast, captain..."

A horrible grief made Yan Fanjun's heart tighten, and looked deep into the earth's evolutionary person who had become a sieve. He clenched his teeth and bowed his head. He did not expect the earth abilities to crash into the rocket bomb blast at the moment of launching the ability. The shards of the explosion will stand behind the chest of the evolutionary man who manipulated the tyrannosaurus. Even so, the evolutionary who has some incomprehensible names always keeps the ability to endure more than ordinary people. Only once, the other party suffered heavy accidents due to the rocket bomb explosion. From the continuous launch of machine guns and rockets, they did not have the big casualties they imagined, and Yan Fanjun endured the idea of ​​dragging down the soil ability to rescue. Rushing away.

Before the squadron, the shooter-type evolutionist had thrown away the rifle, and pulled out the beak machete and rushed out with a speed that was much faster than the average person. The squadron was soon to be followed, and the front was full of rolled soil. It is like the mud that rolls in the mixer covers the entire tunnel, the other party can't see them, and they can't see each other.

"Captain, back..."

The shooter-type evolutionist screamed and let the squadron jump back to the back subconsciously. Before he understood what was going on, the two blasts broke through the muddy sand and slammed on him. The sorrow and sorrow caused him to blow out the desperate roar from his chest. The whole person suddenly disappeared into the place, and turned into a breeze and rushed into the sand falling like raindrops...

At the moment when the whole army did not break through, the army broke through the limit and became the top evolutionary agile. The ordinary people could no longer see his shadow, as if the incarnation became a breeze blowing in the tunnel, the breeze was everywhere, and the two stood up. The defender’s head, which was sweeping outside, suddenly rolled down. The next one was in the slaughterhouse where flesh and blood were everywhere, and a more violent **** storm was set off. The heads of the humans flew up, the arms were scattered, and the blood was shot. There is a sound of water splashing a large piece of plasma.

It seems to be a long time, as if it was only an instant, all the sounds are quiet, the shackles before the dying, the screams of anger, the screams of the seriously wounded, all disappeared, only the soldiers standing in the pool of blood are looking at the fullness. The flesh and blood of the dumplings, the garrison of an infantry company, all three evolutionists annihilated before his eyes, and no one else could breathe the bloody, dirty and precious air except him.

Here, except him, it has become a dead place. The slowly rising plasma has not passed his instep. The squadron was swayed by the hot plasma in the sputum, and looked back stunnedly. He glanced at the smoke and the glance. The only intact machine gunner sat quietly, sighing and taking out the MP7 submachine gun and reaching out to push the solid iron gate.

The door slowly pushed open, and at the moment he lifted the gun, the whole body suddenly tightened, his eyes were full of horror and remorse. The whole person seemed to be a still statue. The submachine gun in his hand never sprayed the blue-blue gun flame. The sound of gunshots sounded from inside the gate. Numerous bullets hit the chest of Yan Fanjun. The bulletproof vests and military uniforms shattered in the sparks that burst in succession. Under the impact of the bullets, the squadron stepped back step by step, lifting the guns. As smooth as before, but never responded, until he was knocked into the blood by the impact of countless bullets, there was no movement, the whole person seemed to die.

Just as the squatting army retreats, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who just arrived, is seeing this scene. Before the evolutionary annihilated along the way, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s best road sign, naturally unnaturally found along the road signs, where he saw The evolutionary body that was blown up by the upper body and whose legs still stood still, the chest became a sieve, the evolution of the soil that continually coughed up the wound, and the shooter-type evolver whose helmet was cracked and the skull was cut off. In the end, it was the scene in which Yan Fanjun retired.

"Ah..." The resentment in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart made him equally unable to scream and scream, and instantly accelerated. He rushed to the side of the squatting army who was squatting down, and pulled out the flamingo scimitar and pulled out the rat. The king's blade is ready to rush into the gate to smash all the creatures into pieces. When he rushes to the blood pool that can drown the ankle bones, a sigh of relief makes his brain awake for a moment, but he can't think too much, jumped into the door and took the lead. Your majesty...

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s temper has always been decided, and there will be no hesitation when the shot is taken. Before the singer’s foreman’s acquaintance was seen by Zhang Xiaoqiang, his heart was early and worried, even if it’s a beautiful and beautiful singer, the Princess must be cut off, but he’s slashing. At the moment of falling, the roaring eyes suddenly contracted. Several half-handed children with rifles were looking at him with horror. In the corners of these children, tears were still falling. They were all eleven or two years old, and the biggest one was also No more than thirteen years old, there are more children behind them. They are one or two years old. They are held in their arms and look at at least one or two hundred. Obviously, the hesitation of Yan Fanjun is not unimaginable. The enemy, but these children surprised him, and even made him regret, it is he who determined that this is the headquarters to mobilize all the men’s death raiding, but did not expect the two sides to die so many people, the final result is this, also It was this ridiculous result that defeated all his mind, and his heart was desperate to die in the hands of these children.

Seeing these children, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a pain in his heart, but he did not hesitate. His wrists turned and the red blades were smeared on the necks of these children. The scared heads flew up, screaming and crying through the hall. Many girls have turned their eyes and fainted in extreme fear. There are still many children who are scared and stupid, looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang as if the wax figure is motionless.

There are a few children holding guns here. They are all beheaded by Zhang Xiaoqiang. They look at the young bodies on the ground and listen to the piercing crying around them. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s heart seems to be crushed with heavy boulders, crying one by one. In the middle, he slowly retreated outwards, and he did not know whether he was afraid or not, until he retreated to the side of the army.

"Hey brother, I can't afford you, my brethren are gone..."

If Fan Jun’s military confession to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang discovered that Yan Fanjun was looking up at him with difficulty. His face was soaked in red blood, and he could not see the expression of Yan Fanjun. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s tangled heart was one of them. Slowly, the lower body will lift up the army, and the army will be very wounded. Just seven or eight rifles are shot on his chest, and the whole chest is smashed. If it is not a bulletproof vest, it can play some role. Breakdown, at this time, he only had one breath, and grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang’s arm and said:

"Useless brother~lightnovelpub.net~ I have no face to live, my brethren are gone, I have to go with them..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not pay attention to the gibberish of Yan Fanjun. He took his back and asked him to sit up in a pool of blood. He squatted on the ground and found the first aid kit on his body. He found the sealed Baoming Dan with a **** finger. The fortress was in the mouth of the 娄凡军, and the life-saving Dan, who was sent to his mouth, was rejected by the sergeant. His clear and quiet eyes gazed at Zhang Xiaoqiang and slowly shook his head.

"No need... It’s all my fault, it’s my fault... I shouldn’t let them come...”

Zhang Xiaoqiang understands the meaning of Yan Fanjun. If there is no strong attack on this position, Zhang Xiaoqiang has already merged with them. With Zhang Xiaoqiang, the situation is different. At least they can all survive. The most important thing is that there is no imaginary command center here. The last moment of fighting here is only to save these children. A small misunderstanding has caused the two sides to suffer heavy casualties, and Yan Fanjun has also fallen deeply into self-blame.

"Don't say this, I still need you, airborne and the remaining 90 brothers are still waiting for you..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s heavy words reveal a strong sense of sadness. He doesn’t think that Zhai Fanjun is doing something wrong. Anything happens on the battlefield, even if he can’t guarantee that he will not make mistakes at any time. The sadness at the moment is for the wounds of the army. He saw the middle of the broken bullet-proof vest, and a cut-off intestine had flowed out. These intestines were also torn into bullets by several bullets. Even the best surgeons could not save the life of the army.

"Hey brother..., promise me something, you must promise me..."

The faint eyes of Yan Fanjun suddenly flashed a burning eagerness, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s heart hurts, and Yan Fanjun has returned to the light, and suddenly nodded hoarsely:

"You say, I promise you..."