Meng Shaoyuan thrust out the bayonet again and again like a madman.

His whole body was stained red with blood.

Every time when he was in danger, there would always be a guard or an agent who would risk his own life to protect him.

Use your own life to protect your commander.

No matter how Meng Shaoyuan scolded, it was of no use at all.

Li Zhifeng's left leg was stabbed with a hole, but he was still limping and kept following the officer.

If you want to die, you must die first.

But, it doesn’t work, it really doesn’t work.

Can't stop it.

Over there, Lai Songsheng's left arm disappeared at some point.

He's still risking his life there.

Liang Tong had a piece of skin peeled off his face.

But he is also risking his life.

The brothers fell one after another.

Anyway, I don’t see any cowards!

"Sir, it can't be done." At this point, Li Zhifeng also gave up his last hope: "If this continues, we will be treated as prisoners."

Meng Shaoyuan smiled. He threw away the rifle with the bent bayonet and pulled out the grenade from his waist:

"Did you see that we still have this good thing?"

Li Zhifeng's eyes lit up: "Damn it, sir, you still have some private goods?"

…

"No more."

Wu Jingyi walked to the window and looked outside:

"Lost."

"If we lose it, we must lose it. Let's go."

Yu Yanchu stopped singing and held the grenade in his hand.
Chapter completed!