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Five hundred and one bloody battle

Pang Li's addition in the middle of the process injected a shot of a heart-boosting needle into the weak lightning ball, and his morale became high again.

Humans are complex and simple emotional creatures. When they feel that their actions have moved some people and made some prodigal sons turn back, they will feel that what they do is worth.

I did the right thing, my efforts and sacrifices were not in vain, I was recognized and respected.

It is precisely because of this worth that they have strengthened their beliefs.

The ancients said that when a person dies, it may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.

The former Ant Spider Scum is now standing with them and fighting for the beliefs they agree with.

There is a dark side and a bright side in human nature. Now, at this moment, they represent the light of mankind. It is precisely because of this spirit and quality that mankind can be continued in the disasters of the end of the world.

If humans are regarded as a whole, how small is it in the vast universe?

But why can this insignificance continue?

That's because of the existence of heroes.

Since ancient times, heroes have emerged in troubled times. Whenever disasters come, heroes will stand up and lead people out of the darkness.

Today, I am a hero and a legend. What a pride!

"Captain Tienuo does not care about his past grudges and gives us the opportunity to reform. We must not let him down!"

Pang Li's rough face was filled with red light due to excitement, as if he was reborn. In fact, he had long been unable to see what Duncan and Gao Sha did, but before meeting Tienuo, he had no idea that there was another way to live in life.

Duncan told him that mercenaries are wolves in the wilderness. Choose people and eat them, and drink blood for a living. As long as you are cruel and have strong hands, you can get everything you want. Money, beauty, and status are all not a problem. The law is hypocritical and a tool for the rich to rule the poor, and it has no meaning. The only law in this world is that the strong are respected, the successful are king, and the loser is bandit. As long as you win, no one will care about what means you use.

But Tienuo told him that money, beauty, and status are just passing clouds. Being able to drink happily with like-minded brothers, pursue the glory recognized by the world, and be a dignified man is the most exciting life.

"I don't understand any major principles. Anyway, my life was given by Pang Ge. I will do whatever Pang Ge wants me to do!" said a former Black Caesar mercenary.

"Pang Ge never cheats his brother, just follow Pang Ge!" said another former Black Caesar mercenary.

"My son is about to be born, I want to accumulate some virtue for him." "So too, I have done too many bad things and always have nightmares at night..." said the other two former Black Caesar mercenaries.

Some of them have received favor from Pang Li, and some have felt guilty about the bad things they have done, but for whatever reason, they came here and faced a situation that is likely to be in a desperate situation.

"Pu!"

Pang Li slapped hard, stuffing the fist-sized shell into the bomb bay, shouting, "Brothers, get on, hit it back to your hometown!" while pouring spiritual energy into the shell and bombarding the target.

With the reinforcements of Pang Li and other fifty-six people, this counterattack lasted for quite a long time until all the ammunition was shot, and the rifle in his hand became a veritable fire stick.

Under the attack of the mercenaries, the body of the gluttonous monarch appeared to be translucent, and the frequency of ghost shadows shaking became higher and higher, which means that the space channel connecting the undercurrents of space time is about to break, and the projection of consciousness will collapse in an instant.

"Damn it!" Pang Li angrily threw the cannon to the ground, "It's just a little bit!"

As long as one or two rounds of firepower output are used, the ghost thing can be knocked back, but they are just not good. Normally, an infantryman carries five magazines, and they have already carried ammunition as much as possible. Each person has at least fifteen boxes, but it is still not enough.

"You have tried your best." Tienuo stared at the hill-like giant beast and pressed Pang Li's shoulder hard, "Let the rest be left to us."

Pang Li took out the psychic potion, took a big mouthful, and gasped, "I'm the one." Although his spiritual pool was exhausted, he still didn't want to hide behind.

"Okay!" Tienuo was not nagging. His mother-in-law and mother were not his style. Then he stretched out his big hand and said, "Get the battle flag!"

Soon a flag was sent to Tienuo. The flagpole was about three meters long, with a dark blue background, and the three big words "Thunderball" were painted in white paint in the middle.

"Rat!"

"exist!"

A tall and thin man walked out of the queue.

Rat, the squadron leader of the Lei Guang Group, was very good with Xiong Ben. In Chen Xing's previous life, Xiong Ben passed away sadly because of Xiong Ben's death. The core layer of the Lei Guang Group was mostly rash men, and rats were one of the few rationalists.

"Catch the flag!"

As he said that, Tienuo stretched out his hands and made the move to hand over the flag.

"this……"

The rat was a little surprised and his face was full of doubts.

"We may not be able to leave alive today, but..."

"The lightning ball will not perish!"

"I, I can't..." The rat's eyes turned red and his whole body trembled.

"Tell everyone, what's going on here today, don't let us be names and no names!"

The rat's tears couldn't stop flowing out and shouted: "Yes!"

"Walk!"

The rat carried the battle flag, turned around and left without any hesitation.

The wind is blowing, the flag is flying, and the departing back is lonely and firm.

"Give me my shield!"

The large steel shield with severe damage on half of the face was sent to Tienuo. He heard a loud shout, his body soaring several times, turning into a steel giant more than four meters high, strode towards the ferocious beast.

Behind him was a group of tough guys, with a firm look on his face and ready to die.

"The lightning ball, everyone charges!"

Accompanied by familiar slogans, all members of the Lightning Group accelerated and launched the final charge.

At about the same time, a team was moving at full speed in the plain about ten kilometers away from here.

They were all women, wearing heavy alloy armor, the sound of metal collision and friction came one after another, iron boots trampled on the grass, and trotting was neat but not deliberately.

As the sunset slants, long shadows are drawn on the ground.

The tall woman walking at the front of the team suddenly stopped. The team of hundreds of people stopped moving forward immediately, with uniform steps, standing still, waiting for the command of the commander. Such military literacy is not inferior to the Ice Blue City Imperial Guards and Dragon Scale Guards.

"See Yue Canglian, are you hiding something from me?"

The tall woman asked a slender and tall girl. The former was Ye Yang Bai Liu, and the latter was Yue Canglian.

Seeing that Yue Canglian didn't say anything, she just looked at the other person.

"Don't forget your identity, a court maid!" Ye Yang's white willow eyebrows stood up, and his voice was stern, "If your master dies, you don't want to survive!"

Seeing Yue Canglian finally spoke, "If the Lord dies, Canglian will definitely follow her." Her voice was calm, without joy or sorrow.

"I understand..." Ye Yang Bailiu sighed and showed a painful expression, "He was afraid that I wouldn't leave, so he asked you to follow."

Seeing Yue Canglian did not answer, but this time she looked elsewhere, as if she had made a promise.

"Haha..." Ye Yang Bailiu smiled helplessly, "Man..."

"For the sake of the so-called brother, I don't even want my own women..." she said quietly, her voice full of bitterness.
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