Mo Ran didn't quite know what the identity of the City Lord of Tiandu City was before the end of the world, but he was able to accumulate so much ammunition, so it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person, and he was able to produce so many ammunition after being swept away by Mo Ran. □, even if you think about it with your heels, you know that this guy is also a fanatical war lunatic.

At that time, Mo Ran planned to hand over all the ammunition on her body to Xue Changfeng, but what she didn't expect was that Xue Changfeng would not accept all of it, but asked her to keep some as an indispensable self-defense. The original words are: "Although I don't know how chaotic this era is, and I don't know how terrible magic is, but I know that there is absolutely no chance of winning with a physical body and a firearm. You bring these things, in case for need."

Not only that, Xue Changfeng even found a few dead who had been in the army and directly taught her how to use these munitions. It can be seen that Xue Changfeng is actually a worrying old woman in essence.

But it was precisely because of Xue Changfeng's old mother's character that Mo Ran raised the bazooka at this moment with confidence.

The bazooka rested on her shoulder, and the muzzle was pointed at Ming Yuechen. Seeing the shocked expression on his face, Mo Ran could not help showing a cold smile: "Do you think I will use this against you? Ming Yuechen. "

Ming Yuechen really thought so, but he didn't expect that Mo Ran just sneered at this question: "You think too much, it's too wasteful to put such a precious thing on you alone..."

As she said that, Mo Ran moved the muzzle of the bazooka to the left about fifteen degrees without hesitation, aiming at the back of Ming Yuechen, she said with a smile: "If I'm not wrong, the one with shimmering color The almost invisible ellipse of the water pattern is the portal for you to escape, you said, what would happen if I blasted the land, the portal and the people who are about to reach the portal with one shot?"

Mo Ran is smiling. In fact, her smile is extremely bright now, at least it is the brightness that Ming Yuechen has never seen since getting along with her. That kind of brightness is written with confidence, fierceness, and certainty. Even though she was smiling like this, Ming Yuechen didn't feel the meaning of the joke at all. He even confirmed very clearly that Mo Ran did what he said.

In the era of cold weapons, magic must have been created by the heavens, but compared to the bazooka on Mo Ran's shoulder, magic is really not enough.

How many dead people are important? Or are human teammates important?

According to Mo Ran's understanding of Ming Yuechen in the previous life, he is extremely emotional, at least he values ​​the relationship between him and his friends or teammates, but Mo Ran is not very clear about Ming Yuechen in this life, but she Thinking that a person's nature shouldn't change too much, she wanted to take a gamble.

If Ming Yuechen in this life chose the latter as she thought, then everything would be fine. If he made other choices, Mo Ran wouldn't mind sending him away now.

It seems that this is actually a very simple choice. Of course, if the person standing in front of Mo Ran is the city lord of the main human city or someone like Yu Er, it will be difficult to say.

Sometimes, Mo Ran is very lucky that she is lucky, at least the person standing in front of her is Ming Yuechen.

She gambled well, no matter in this life or in the previous life, Ming Yuechen was still that Ming Yuechen.

As soon as Mo Ran's voice fell, Ming Yuechen compromised without even thinking too much: "Wait a minute, I'll talk to the conductor."

Mo Ran hooked the corners of her mouth, and then the relieved smile disappeared. She stared closely at Ming Yuechen and the portal not far behind Ming Yuechen. If she guessed correctly, Humans will retreat from there soon, and if they don't rescue these fellow humans before they retreat, Mo Ran's choice is to die.

At this time, it is definitely not possible to solve the problem by procrastinating. Ming Yuechen knows the fiery character of the dead woman in front of him better than anyone else. He didn't procrastinate at all, and directly reported the news to the conductor this weekend. But on the weekend, he was still immersed in the shock of Yu'er being killed. When he heard the news of Ming Yuechen, he only felt that the leak in the house happened to be raining all night.

"What did you say? What did Mo Ran take?"

"Bazooka." Ming Yuechen exhaled, "And it's less than two meters away from me. Her goal is the portal."

It is not difficult for elves to open a portal, but opening one can allow so many teammates to pass through at the same time and has a concealment effect

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and three hours is enough to change the world.

The human's attack from the sky this time is to catch the dead and the orcs by surprise, and disrupt the rhythm of the orcs' attack, so that the main force of the elves can pass through the valley, successfully capture the port city of Wenji, and make it their own. stronghold, thus opening the route between the human continent and the elf continent.

This is what the elves asked humans to do. Of course, if humans want to take away the dead, it is completely private.

No matter from which aspect, this human raid must pay attention to a fast, accurate and ruthless attack, and then quickly retreat. The orcs and the dead must not react, otherwise, their attack can only be regarded as fail.

Under such circumstances, if the portal is blasted open, then it is equivalent to being cut off. This time, there are no legal professions among the humans who left the station, and it is impossible for them to escape from the orcs and the dead. , the result is life and death.

Weekend knows better than anyone that this is the battlefield, not the two sides arguing in the Cold Wind Fortress. If they are caught by the dead on the battlefield, it doesn't matter whether Mo Ran has any prejudice against humans, it's just them Taking away the dead, Xue Changfeng will not let them have a good time.

So now, there seems to be only one road left in front of them. Weekend thought about it a little bit, and before making a decision, it was still a bit of a death struggle: "Is that thing real?"

"Probably yes." Ming Yuechen responded to the weekend while staring at Mo Ran in front of him. His voice was extremely calm, but anyone could distinguish the coming storm from this calmness.

Liao Shibo, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked at this moment: "Mingyue, how did Yu'er die, did you see?"

Ming Yuechen pursed his lips slightly, and paused for a few seconds. He didn't know how to answer Liao Shibo's words. For no reason, he didn't want to tell his closest teammates what happened just now. He didn't know

This is such an obvious and inevitable choice, but he just can't do it, and he doesn't know when, a crazy and unreasonable thought has been buried in his heart, he wants to watch The people in front of him are good, even if they betray everyone.

Even Ming Yuechen himself didn't know why he had such obsessed thoughts. It was obviously not like this at the beginning, and all the changes seemed to have happened since that time from the Cold Wind Fortress.

Ming Yuechen's silence suddenly caused Liao Shibo to explode: "Did Yu'er die in front of you!"

"Yes." Ming Yuechen did not evade this time.

"Was it killed by Mo Ran!" Liao Shibo's voice became more and more loud.

This time Ming Yuechen was silent again, but this kind of silence was heard by different people in different flavors. Liao Shibo felt that Ming Yuechen did not want to save him. On the weekend, he felt that Ming Yuechen was too late to lend a helping hand and felt guilty. As for An Zu , His heart has been made turbulent by his own thoughts.

Ming Yuechen...does he not want humans to criticize the dead woman too much?

No, he was frightened by his own thoughts, and by the way, he further deepened his desire to bury this terrible thought in his heart. Even if he died, he would never show any signs of such thoughts.

"It's useless to talk about it now, Mingyue, you bring Yu'er's body back, we'll take him..." Weekend obviously paused at this point, and it could be heard that he was very unwilling to make such a decision under duress. Yes, "let him go."

"Weekend!" Liao Shibo was already on the verge of anger because of Yu'er's death, and now he heard Zhou's decision was even more fueling, as if his whole body was about to boil. "Do you know the mission we are here for this time! Do you know how hard Yu'er worked for this mission? Do you want to give up just because of a little threat? Are you worthy of the dead Yu'er like this!"

"I'm in command now!" Weekend, who has always had a good temper, suddenly became furious: "Shut up! Let them go, and then immediately walk towards the portal!"

The good old man's temper has always been very shocking. At the moment, the human battle channel is as quiet as death. Weekend exhaled a deep breath: "Leave the captured dead in place, and we retreat! Mingyuechen!"

weekends are rare

"I am here."

"You're by Mo Ran's side, right? I want you to hold her steady no matter what the price is, and finally go through the portal." Weekend's voice was harsh, as if returning to the captain when he was about to go to the international arena.

"yes."

"Also..." Weekend suddenly sighed again, his voice softened from the stern and serious voice just now, as if he was the captain who was worried about everyone's health before every match: "You must protect yourself safety."

Even though weekend knew it was difficult, they seemed to have angered someone who couldn't be angered, but he still hoped that Ming Yuechen was well, this was his brother, the few remaining brothers.

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