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Section 670 Proof(2/2)

The quintet has exceeded the load limit of bullets and is not as powerful as a clone's volley.

All nineteen "Chen Xing" held their guns half kneeling, compressing their spiritual energy into the bullet bit by bit. The muzzle was aimed at the smaller green-skinned demon.

Because the big red-skinned demon is far away and has strong strength, he is not sure to kill with one blow, but this small one should not be a big problem.

Countless star sand poured into the bullets, gradually becoming transparent and blue.

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, nineteen psychic armor-piercing bullets were shot out at the same time. The warhead rotated at high speed, rubbing against the air, and the surface heated up rapidly, becoming red and clear.

The next second, the green and rough skin exploded with blue flowers.

"Ao!"

Star sand splattered everywhere, blood squirted wildly, the green-skinned demon let out a howl of pain, and his body fell down like a building, crushing a large area of ​​rocks, and he died.

"Fuck it!" "Kill it!"

Hearing the gunshots, the soldiers of the Master regiment launched a massive charge.

At the same time, space cracks opened and a tide of goblin army surged out.

The ground and the sky are like a huge wave covering the sky.

Time went back ten minutes ago.

Inside the valley.

The soldiers of the Thunder Light Group stared at the entrance of the valley and were ready to fight. Their faces were full of fatigue. They had been trapped here for more than half a month. The three big demons outside wanted to rush in several times, but they were all knocked back one by one.

However, they were almost out of ammunition and food. No one knew how long they could last, maybe today, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow.

If it weren't for the commander who had a firm look and seemed to have never been knocked down, their spirit would have collapsed long ago.

Being deeply in desperate situations, without reinforcements, they don’t even know what they are sticking to. Just seeing the tall back standing in front of them like mountains, they feel that any difficulties can be overcome.

As long as there is that back, even in hell, you won’t feel scared.

"Team leader, there are only five days left to store grain."

Pang Li whispered beside Tienuo, "Anyway, it's all right and wrong. It's better for everyone to rush out in one go, and they can run away and count on one."

"Wait for another day..." Tienuo closed his eyes, "If there are no reinforcements, just follow what you said."

"You still hope that fourth prince? Bah, he is just a selfish thing. If you expect him, it would be better to expect the three big demons outside to let us go with great compassion!" Pang Li cursed. He ranks second in the Thunder Light Group, and there are vague signs of breaking through the Holy Realm. Only he dares to talk to Tienuo like this.

"Yes, that fourth prince is just a scam..."

The iron cannon, gong and Xiong Ben next to him also complained.

"I think all mercenary countries are fake, and it is true that they deceive us into developing this dangerous place."

"After using the boss' reputation, I will ignore everything. I am like a brother to Qin Wu. If there were no boss, there wouldn't be so many mercenaries coming to join us. Now, I'll burn the bridge across the river and hide the bows..."

"Don't be rude to the king!" Tienuo scolded.

"It's been so late, you still..." Pang Li wanted to say something else, but when he saw Tienuo's gaze, he choked back the rest. But he was stubborn and had nowhere to be angry. He stomped his feet hard and turned his head to look elsewhere.

The three of them dared not respond to the conversation, and lowered their heads and were in a very depressed mood.

After being silent for a long time, Tienuo suddenly sighed, "Maybe you are right..." He looked at the sky, his tone a little lonely, "I was wrong when the lightning ball fell into such a situation..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Everyone knew that the boss had a tough temper, so why did he suddenly admit his mistake?

"Actually, the boss is not wrong..." "Yes..." "Actually, the Fourth Prince is pretty good..." Everyone changed their words, and even Pang Li, who is the most stubborn, squeezed out a little smile to comfort the person they respect the most.

"If Shen Guangming was here, he would probably call me a fool..." Tienuo murmured to himself.

When they heard the military advisor's name, iron cannon, gong, and bear Ben's eyes turned red. They looked up at the dim sky, not knowing whether they remembered something or to prevent tears from flowing out.

Just as everyone was silent in sadness and the coming fate, a dull gunshot suddenly rang out.

"Bang!"

It was like a sound from outside the sky, thunder sounded underground, and all internal organs were vibrating.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of killing shook the sky, the earth shook, as if thousands of troops were rushing towards him.

Everyone was shocked and rushed to the top of the mountain at the same time.

"Boss, look over there!"

I saw a man and a wolf standing on the top of the mountain opposite.

The wolf is a white wolf, with hair as snow and silver shining.

"Yes, it's Chen Xing!" Tiepao recognized the White Wolf King and shouted excitedly.

"Brother Chen Xing is here!"

Tienuo looked at the person on the opposite mountain with his tiger eyes wide open.

"That's great, we're saved!" "It must be the reinforcements that Huozui went to move!" "Boss, look, it's Chen Xing!"

Unconsciously, Tienuo's eyes turned red. He closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes firmly, and shouted: "Thunder lightning ball, everyone obeys the order!"

"yes!"

Responding to him was a neat roar.

"charge!"
Chapter completed!
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