The surrounding areas of the country of Nanyue are completely deserted around the ruins of the mountains. The power of war is huge, and there are no living people here long ago...

Maybe...

The ground was covered with red blood, flowing through the cracks of the rocks, sucking into the soil. The boy lying on a broken wall gritted his teeth with a bandage and wrapped the wound on his left leg.

"Captain, you should continue to retreat to the south quickly. As long as you enter the mountains, you will have a chance to survive!" The boy's face was covered in dust, and his face, which was disguised in camouflage, was soaked in painful sweat.

Opposite, a undressed and unshaven man in his forties was looking at the electronic device in his hand. It was something similar to a tablet computer, but what was shown on the battlefield is now.

If you look closely, dozens of drones are flying in the sky to capture the other party's current situation in all directions, and any person's forward trajectory will be revealed. When the uncle was watching the other party surround him, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and a blue cigarette without a sign, calmly lit the cigarette.

If Si Fan was here, he would recognize that this guy was the one who had just contacted him.

He is not a monster with a pair of wind-catching ears, or an ordinary middle-aged uncle who can't be found in the crowd.

"Escape? How to escape? People are waiting for us to enter the mountains. There is their territory. We now rely on superior firepower to form local suppression to persist until now. If we enter the mountains and forests, believe it or not, they will easily wipe us out. There is their territory." Shunfeng sucked two cigarettes, frowning.

After all, the boy is a young man's character. Even if he has been tempered for a long time in the war, he is still a little restless and impatient.

"Then let us leave our will to fate? Wait for death? Or wait for our great commander to be able to descend the divine weapons after we last two and a half hours?" He was full of negative emotions, as if there was no hope at all.

War-weary emotions circulated among the crowd. Around them were security guards holding weapons. They were wearing the tactical vests of the unified Skynet security team, surrounded by two trucks, all covered with bullets.

Of course, now the bullets have been taken down and almost all of them have been scattered throughout the ruins to prevent them from being completely crushed by the enemy with heavy firepower. Then they could not bear it even for twenty minutes.

They can persist in this ammunition and the broken walls next to them.

But the broken wall was almost destroyed in the war, and a bunch of bullets destroyed the surrounding buildings like heavy rain.

There are dense bullet holes on the ground that look like a honeycomb, and the broken limbs and arms are no longer visible. In the ruins not far away, the walls seem to be torn apart by huge force, and rubble everywhere. On the ground, there is no overall limb, only a M137 speed-fire gun called the Vulcan cannon. On the battlefield, this can be said to be a super killer weapon. After firing, the firing rate is amazing and the combat power is explosive, and it can be called the God of Death on the battlefield.

But today, the Vulcan cannon is lying crookedly on the ground, and it has become unusable. There is a half-part finger at the trigger position. The blood has dried up, leaving only the dead white half of the fingers with a crushing bone stubble.

They are still fighting, but even they themselves don't know how long they can last.

"Boss, I think we may not be able to hold on for too long." The boy next to Shunfeng'er continued bitterly in the ruins.

The boss stared at the raw melon chicken that had just entered the team for a few months and said angrily: "The company has no choice. Do you think our company headquarters really has no choice? You haven't really gotten into the foundation of our company yet, and you will know when you really get in touch."

At this time, he could only hope for Si Fan. The young man obviously didn't understand what it meant, and he still looked at his boss with a little ignorant look.

But he knew that the next battle was only one goal, to defend the position, save his life, save the lives of his brothers, and live.

Live.

"Transfer the next order, everyone is saturated and attacked, and the bullets are evenly fired, mainly to involve the enemy's firepower and delay time. Each group takes turns to cover the firepower, the first target survives, and the second target's firepower covers!" After the roaring Shunfenger issued the order, the first idea of ​​the security members below was to execute the order, which was the nature imprinted in their minds.

Then there was the look of seeing hope.

persist in!

The boss gave the order, that was to persevere, and that was to persevere.

With the order from the headquarter boss, Shunfenger has already obtained one percent of hope from despair.

That's right, he actually believed one percent, and he really couldn't believe the others.

How do you believe this?

I don’t know where Si Fan’s support is, where he came from, and how long was the rescue time. He just wanted to give his brothers a hope and a hope to ignite his fighting spirit. As long as there is this hope, it would be fine.

The longer the procrastination, the greater the hope, and there is always hope that is better than despair.

"Brothers, we have received the news from our superiors. Our chairman has sent his special corps to rescue him. Hold on, just hold on." He said very firmly.

Only the old brother who knows Shunfeng's ears very well will know how hard he is now.

Crowbar is such a guy. The crowbar looks like a farmer in his forties. He is a blasting expert in the entire team. The transfer of jobs caused huge noise when it was the most dangerous. Unfortunately, he does not have enough tools and firepower in his hands now. Their mission is very easy and the exploration is very careful, so they are all light firepower. If you want to reach the three supply points they left before, you need to pass through the current enemy.

These people are plotting against them and completely blocking them here.

Originally, the reservation plan was to enter the mountains and forests to fight against the other party. But in the end they gave up. If there was no hope, they would enter the mountains. Life and death are destined to be rich and noble. I guess no more than one slap can run out.

And now, a call gave them hope to stick with it for a while.

The crowbar crawled forward on the ground, and the camouflage uniform on his body and the dust on the ground had turned into the same color. It is estimated that only the snipers can find him now.

The guy crawled towards Shunfeng's ears in a squirming manner. There was a little more dust on his body and he was not shot at all.

The other party also seems to be weak, but if you observe carefully, you can see that they are constantly shrinking and surrounding.

The crowbar collapsed on the ground and looked up at the sky, smiling weakly as if a dead dog, and his old face was full of wrinkles.

"Old brother, we should just explain here today. Have you brought the bottle of wine you treasured? Let's drink it together?" He showed a sip of uneven tetracycline teeth, and his face was honest.

Shunfeng's ear, who was squatting on the ground, used his little finger to touch his ears, and ignored the other party's drizzle of bullets and bullets, and said to the crowbar in a very cold tone.
Chapter completed!