"Dwarf! Retreat! Retreat immediately!" King Arthur did not care about his identity being exposed and roared wildly on the intercom: "Everyone evacuated immediately! Now! Retreat now!!"

However, the moment King Arthur shouted, it was too late. But countless black figures suddenly rushed out from a distance and shot at the blades that rushed over, "Bang bang bang..."!

King Arthur's mouth was bitter, although the dwarfs and the others had received his reminder and began to retreat. It was obvious that everything was too late. Several blades were shot and lay down, while more blades were constantly covering the evacuation.

"Bang!" A sniper rifle sounded, and a man in black rushed over exploded directly! Blood was splattering everywhere. The corpse that had lost his head twitched a few times and then fell on the way to charge.

Seeing this, the other men in black hid in the bunker. The charge slowed down, which gave the dwarf and the others a certain amount of time. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the dwarf and the others retreated for about twenty or thirty meters and were about to run back into the woods.

However, it was not only them who had snipers. As they approached the woods, the opponent's sniper also fired!

With a gunshot, the short man's torso seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer! He suddenly rushed forward, and his whole body rolled into the woods like a rolling gourd.

King Arthur held down the intercom and said in a deep voice: "Every team will withdraw quickly! Report the situation at any time! Short man, what's going on there?!"

"Not really..." The weak voice of the dwarf came from the headphones: "The ribs are broken, and I don't know if there is any bleeding in the internal organs. The action has a certain impact, but I can still keep evacuating..."

The other teams also began to respond at this time: "Two people in the first team were killed and one was injured. The injured person did not affect the movement."

"One person in the second team was killed and one person was injured. He was seriously injured and needed treatment urgently!"

In less than fifteen minutes, the two assault squads of the Blade were directly defeated. Obviously, the other party was also a professional. Moreover, this was an ambush designed by them!

"Not a jackal..." The dwarf said to King Arthur panting, "If it were a jackal, the work would not be as rough as it was. We have to lie down at least half of us now!"

King Arthur smiled bitterly: "I know. From the first time they appeared, I knew that they were not jackals, they were men in black! They were the sword in front of the Arc de Triomphe in France!"

The man in black, the sword in front of the Arc de Triomphe. Such an adjective can only be used in a French team, that is - gign, grouped\'interventiondelagendarmerienationale! Translated, it is the French National Gendarmerie Intervention Group.

In the early 1970s, the international situation suddenly changed. Various violent terrorist means began to come to the forefront, and France was also affected at that time. In 1973, the Saudi Embassy in France was attacked, which made France lose face.

Under this international situation, a team dedicated to dealing with violent terrorist measures was established. This is Gign - the French National Gendarmerie Intervention Group. They are called "the sword in front of the Arc de Triomphe". Moreover, when they act, they always wear black clothes, so they are also called the "Man in Black" troops.

In 1976, 30 children occupied by FLCS were saved in the Djibouti area.

In 1979, the diplomats who were held hostage in the French Embassy in San Salvador were rescued. Under the intimidation of the man in black, the prisoner who took hostages before the man in black surrendered.

From November to December 1979, the gign team members regained control of grandmosqueseizure.

Corsican's assault forces were arrested in 1980 at Feschhostel.

In May 1988, the hostages in the hijacking operation were rescued.

...Wait, whether it is an open mission or a private battle, this team is worthy of the glorious results and the title of "Sword in front of the Arc de Triomphe".

"Tu tu tu tu..." At this time, a roar suddenly came to the sky. King Arthur knew without looking up that it was the roar of a helicopter. Obviously, the other party had used official power to clear them out.

It's very simple. As the sword in front of the Arc de Triomphe in France, they are indeed qualified to have a helicopter to carry out their mission.

"Everyone evacuated in scattered ways, and after evacuation, he left France through third-party channels!" King Arthur said bitterly on the walkie-talkie: "Everyone... take care of yourself! Try to protect yourself. If it really doesn't work... just surrender!"

In the headphones, the short voice came: "I'm afraid we don't even have a chance to surrender. They should have come with the order of killing..."

Yes, they had no intention of persuading surrender. All the men in black were silently chasing with guns, and even the blades escaped into the woods and they still chased them! The gunshots were loud throughout the area.

"I leave a cover, short guy! You continue to retreat!!" King Arthur pressed his headphones and said in a deep voice: "Sniper, delay the opponent's attack. Then... you retreat with you!"

King Arthur's voice was so bitter: "Don't look back after withdrawing. Everyone leaves France temporarily... Blade, disband!"

"Head!!" Several blades wanted to say something in disbelief, but were interrupted by King Arthur: "Buddies, even if you don't want to admit it anymore. In fact, the blade has come to an end, maybe I'm dead. You and my family can survive."

"But if this matter continues, it's all that everyone can die together... There's no need to live, live well. The blade no longer exists, you may be able to retire or join other mercenaries."

While speaking, King Arthur slowly raised his gun and pointed at a man in black who was constantly protected by the big tree. He shot him! But the man in black fell down, but then the bullets sprinkled at King Arthur like rain, "Dadada..."

King Arthur rolled on the spot, dodged the bullet and immediately crawled forward to the next sniper point and slowly stretched out his muzzle again. It was at this time that the sniper gun sounded again!

With a "bang!", a man in black was hit in the leg. But then, a bloody flower exploded at the location of the sniper on the blade. "bang!" The sniper in black was not a vegetarian.

The sniper with the blade was obviously not as lucky as King Arthur. As soon as he fired, he was shot dead by the sniper in the black. King Arthur's eyelids twitched, and then swept to the position where the shot was fired.

Sure enough, a figure was collecting his gun and evacuating. King Arthur had no hesitation at all and directly "bang!" at the man in black! Suddenly, a blood flower exploded, and King Arthur did not look at his own battle results.

He rolled away with his gun decisively. A ball of dust exploded with a "bang!" behind him. Obviously, there were more than one sniper in black. If he evacuated, he would have been hit now.

"Dadadada...Dadada..." Suddenly, there were gunfire sounds from the bushes behind King Arthur again. King Arthur's heart tightened, held the gun in his hand and fell down suddenly.

Rolling and crawling forward. King Arthur entered another shooting position again. At this time, the tired voice of a short man came from his headphones: "Boss, don't be busy. If you can break through, you can break through first... We are already surrounded..."

"The man in black blocked the periphery, and we have now been discovered." The short man on the other end of the headphones voice hoarsely: "There are all dead, the pine cones, the stinging sword... now there are only five of us..."

King Arthur pursed his lips and said nothing. However, he bent down slightly and said softly to the dwarf: "How many can you break through the scattered way out... How many..."

Then, he pulled out his intercom and headphones and threw them on the ground. He just grabbed the sniper rifle and hugged his waist to retreat deep into the woods. Along the way, he made several thunder ambush.

Then he continued to retreat. But he quickly retreated to a small river, then bent down and gently went down the river to sank into the bottom of the water and fled downstream. The sound of gunfire continued in the woods, fighting was blurred with blood.

The short man looked at the last blade beside him and was directly hit by a bullet. With a crisp sound of "Bang!", the blade's waist scattered like a broken tofu block.

The scarlet blood and steaming internal organs were shattered by the bullet and splattered all over the floor. The blade screamed in a shrill scream in his mouth, trying to cover his wound. However, this was useless. The wound was too big.

"Give me a pleasure... the short guy..." This was the last request of the blade. The short guy covered his forehead in pain, pulled out his pistol and pushed the blade's forehead with a "bang!". The blade's head was punched with a tiny bullet hole. On the other side of the head, a blood hole the size of a fist exploded.

The gray brain and blood splattered all over the floor. The gray eyes were gradually losing their spirit. The short man glanced at the blade and said softly: "My man, you won't be lonely. I'll be with you now..."

As he said that, the dwarf stuffed the muzzle of the pistol into his mouth. Then, he suddenly pulled the trigger! But when he heard the sound of "bang!", the dwarf's entire sky spirit cover was lifted up by the bullet that was shot in quickly.

The gray brain and the splattered blood "Hula!" suddenly scattered into the air, and the corpse that had lost its brain control twitched and fell to the ground. About fifty meters in front of the dwarf, groups of men in black were constantly touching with the help of a bunker.

"This morning, the patrol officers found a group of militants with unknown intentions outside Paris. Due to the large number of people on the other side, the police immediately notified the relevant departments to deal with it. A gunfight broke out on the scene, and a total of 38 militants were shot dead."
Chapter completed!