"Kill--" The brave man won when he met on a narrow road. Zhang Yang roared again, glaring and majestic, like a lion on the grassland, smashing the gun with empty magazines at an enemy, rushing into the enemy group, and his hands turned into a ball of palm shadows, fighting with the enemy without fear. In the blink of an eye, several people were slapped away by Zhang Yang.

More people flocked to Zhang Yang, but Zhang Yang was slow and ignored all the butt stocks that were smashed. His palms were as fast as lightning, constantly slapped at the approaching enemies. An enemy was slapped away in each palm, and blood was squirting. He never got up after falling to the ground. He was extremely fierce.

But the enemy's eyes were red and he screamed and surrounded him, as if he had not found a companion who had been beaten to death. Zhang Yang ignored the group fighting tactics and burst out with a strong sense of fighting. This sense of fighting spread out like a substance, as if he was about to burn all the enemies around him.

Behind the human wall not far away, Luo Zheng saw that Zhang Yang was more than enough to fight against the enemies alone, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and admired him. He used his own strength to block dozens of holy warriors. Only the god-level soldier king could have this combat power. He would definitely die if he rushed up. Shi Qian next to him also saw Zhang Yang fighting in all directions. His blood was boiling. Seeing more enemies trying to rush up, he raised his gun and opened fire quickly.

Luo Zheng also saw the powerful enemy who was trying to rush up. He glared at the tiger's eyes and opened fire with a gun. However, there were too many enemies and there was not enough firepower to suppress them. The brothers in the earthen house were changing clothes and did not care about the firepower cover for the time being. Everything could only be relied on Luo Zheng and Shi Qian.

The enemy might have red eyes, ignored the threat of death, and rushed forward with a scream, like a hungry wolf pack, fierce intent. Even if there are people around him, they will not retreat a step. They are about to reach a distance of ten meters, Luo Zheng's face darkened, he threw away the empty weapon, and roared: "Prepare for close combat, remember to fight with the enemy with speed, fight with the enemy, find an opportunity to have a pistol to hit the enemy's head, and grab the knife without bullets."

"I understand." Shi Qian said in a deep voice. The enemy has bullet-proof armor on his body and his combat power is also amazing. Unless he is skilled like the god-level soldier kings such as Zhang Yang, he will be killed if he rushes forward. If he doesn't match the enemy's head-on battle, he will use tangled and roaming. He will use speed to deal with the enemy with a pistol and find an opportunity to kill with a pistol. If it doesn't work, he will only have to steal the enemy's knife and cut the throat, which is dazzling and other tactics. Shi Qian has fought with the holy warriors, has experience and knows what Luo Zheng said so well, and he agrees.

"Preparation--!" Luo Zheng hid behind the human wall, raised his ears and listened to the enemy rushing up. While judging the distance, he reminded Shi Qian to be prepared, but the enemy was firing violently, bullets flew over his head, and the sound waves were harsh, making it difficult to distinguish the sound of the enemy rushing up, and it was only based on his feelings. After a while, Luo Zheng roared when he thought the enemy was still five meters away: "Kill--"

"Kill—bang bang—"

Suddenly, there were shocking roars behind him, followed by a dense gunshot. Luo Zheng was about to rush out of the wall, but he was stunned when he heard the shouts of killing and gunshots. When he looked back, he found that Ji Wu and others rushed out. They all changed into bullet-avoiding armor, with bullet-avoiding armor protecting their bodies. Everyone also took advantage of it. They rushed out with cold faces, regardless of the bullets hitting their bodies, and their momentum was like a rainbow.

Ji Wu and Gongsun Wu were the fastest. In the blink of an eye, they rushed past the human wall and rushed straight to the enemy. After the magazine was shot, Ji Wu and Gongsun Wu smashed the gun in their hands at the nearest enemy almost at the same time. The two pulled out the Emperor's Sword and roared angrily: Kill——it seemed like a tiger entering the flock of sheep and assassinated violently.

The Emperor Sword is different from others. It easily penetrates the enemy's bullet-proof armor. When the enemy saw that only a few people dared to charge back, they were furious and swarmed up, not afraid of death, and acted as if they wanted to eat and peel off the opponent alive. As for the Emperor Sword held by Ji Wu and Gongsun Wu, all the enemies chose to ignore it.

How could the bullet-proof armor that could not even be penetrated by bullets? All the enemies rushed over, but soon found that something was wrong. Countless companions were assassinated on the ground, and blood was rushing. When looking at it again, Ji Wu and Gongsun Wu were on the left and right, and the two swords were even more well-known, flying up and down, as fast as lightning, and the cooperation was even more tacit. The two swords turned into a group of sword shadows, like a sword net, blocking the people who were culling on the ground. Some people were constantly assassinated on the ground, blood was rushing, and screams were endless.

All the enemies were shocked when they saw this scene and stopped charging. Suddenly, all the enemies turned around and retreated wildly, as if they had received some order. They came fiercely and retreated faster. This scene surprised Luo Zheng and others. They stared at the evacuated enemy in a daze and couldn't react for a moment.

"Retreat?" Everyone looked at the scene in surprise, stunned.

The enemy still has dozens of people, and they have the advantage. The enemy and us are fighting again. If we try our best, it is not certain who will win. At least Luo Zheng is not sure that he can kill all the enemies and retreat unstoppably. He is ready to sacrifice and does not understand why the enemy needs to retreat?

"Boss, is it okay?" Liu Qingqing ran up with a cold face and asked with concern.

"Are you okay?" Luo Zheng reacted and looked at Liu Qingqing up and down. Seeing that Liu Qingqing was completely unscathed, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "After this battle, you are considered a real soldier. A soldier who has never seen blood is not a good soldier. Congratulations."

"Thank you for your praise. The enemy will definitely be cheating when he retreats suddenly. Maybe he doesn't want to suffer too much casualties. I'm afraid he will adopt the siege tactics next. What should I do?" Liu Qingqing asked in a deep voice, without any joy of being praised. She frowned, her face as solemn as frost, and full of murderous aura.

Luo Zheng nodded with satisfaction. He was a truly qualified soldier. After this battle, Liu Qingqing grew up. This is a good thing. The battlefield is to temper people. Luo Zheng looked at the back of the retreating enemy, pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Brothers, clean up the battlefield, it seems that he is ready to fight again."

"Yes." Everyone shouted in a deep voice, and took action to collect weapons and ammunition around them.

"There is no danger here. We have bullet-proof armor, we can rush out, and we can go out as much as we can. Don't worry about me. It is my greatest honor to die on the battlefield." Liu Qingqing said in a deep voice, with a firm expression on his face, and it is like a mirror in his heart. Everyone present is a combat master, so it is not difficult to rush out, but he is a non-combatant, and the possibility of rushing out is not high, so he suggested that Luo Zheng take everyone to withdraw first.

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Chapter completed!