Fury Ocean

On the lonely cold night, the fire that marked the scourge of war rose in some places, and the sound of screaming and killing came one after another. At that time, the needle went to a certain location, and a group of elite soldiers with clear goals joined it. The efficiency of people's capture of similar lives was suddenly Pushing up will also push chaos to its peak like a tide. Eight? One Chinese network W = W ≈ W ≤. ≥8≥1ＺW. Com

Officers and soldiers in charge of communications were the first to be attacked. Thugs took the opportunity to punch cards, and some people pretended to be soldiers and opened fire on targets they should have protected. People who had asked the soldiers for help had also given up hope and used their weapons to defend themselves. The sound of gunfire caused more gunshots, and chaos led to greater chaos. Chaos was mixed, such as the ripples in the pool, and no one could stop it. By this time, the army under the greatest pressure not only lost control of the situation, but also became an object in need of assistance, and tortoises were waiting in their respective places for reinforcements.

Observed that the situation was not good, the barracks did send additional staff to the city area. As a result, when the barracks were fired, they were shot with black guns. When they searched, instead of catching the gunmen, they were hidden in the darkness by more and more people ambushing and had to be frightened Quit back. When I waited to react here, the observation post on the outskirts suddenly reported that it was a "probably mech" monster; this set of news surprised the barracks commander and ordered the team that could still keep in touch. Hold fast.

As we all know, several federal mechs outside the city are criss-crossed, and their secret movements are like wind. Due to lack of effective support, most of the sentry cards and even their strongholds have been cleared by them. Now, those mechas have become the biggest threat to military camps. The dark and chaotic night was just right for them to attack.

With this serious concern, the barracks did not dare to send troops easily, and those who had already sent out had to ask for more blessings. The gunfire around the barracks and prisons continued, and I don't know how many people were going to move. The situation is as Lin Shaowu analyzed. Although hundreds of people can't attack the barracks and prisons, they can be sealed in the dark, making them afraid to move.

The three major goals of this campaign: rescue prisoners of war, show strength, and find blessings. Now, the second has been basically achieved. Although the first one has taken a roundabout route, it has gained additional benefits of "contact with the three giants." It is worth mentioning that the second of the three goals is the most important. If you cannot respond to the "POW Messages" or fail tonight, the gangs and mercenaries who have just been attached are bound to centrifuge, resulting in an overall situation. Spread in the wrong direction.

To this extent, it is enough, even a little full. As a member of the commander, Lin Shaowu knew this, so he was cautious about the choice of "whether to attack". Later, when the block went well, he did not have the enthusiasm of Thomas as he tried to prevent him from chasing. Suggest. It is this quality. Although Lin Shaowu was not as amazing as Han Liner, Lin Jie, etc., he has been able to maintain the momentum of advancement and firmly occupy a place in the military world that will only emerge in the future.

By the same token, as the commander of the army, Niu Ben must consider the issue from a holistic perspective and put his private emotions in a secondary position; however, when the chaos is first established and the overall situation is uncertain, he suddenly hears a sufficient task, mission, overall situation, etc. Wait for the words to go from mind to message.

Fu Sheng escaped from Qingshui Bridge.

There are horrific blacklist killers there.

She had just promised that Xiaomi would take his man home.

Can't come ...

Friendship mostly fades with time. However, for two teenagers with different difficulties, the years will precipitate the bits and pieces of those years, and the memories of growing up are more precious. Therefore, on this chaotic night, when people's reason was engulfed in blood and fire, only Niuben kept in mind the source and cause of all this.

"Who!"

"stop!"

"what!"

The darkness was torn into numerous pieces by the lights, and a black shadow shuttled high, throwing exclamations and questions along the way, knocking the soldiers intercepted.

The degree of catching up with the setting sun is just to write two words deeply.

Hold on!

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After a moment of fighting, Fusheng had dozens of wounds on his body, and his flesh was blurred. The reason why he hasn't died yet is largely due to luck. Only a small part of the reason is that he has an unusual survival **, which in turn has revealed an extraordinary combat effectiveness and vitality.

The boiling water was poured into the toppings and perforated. The large area of ​​pain caused the body to respond automatically. The young man in the red robe yelled and couldn't help but touch his face with his hand.

"what!"

The killer and the warrior, although the fighting skills are strong, the body is still a flesh and blood body, the hot water soaks through the clothes, invades the chest along the neck, and blisters pop out along the way along the way. Yi, miserable.

"My face, my face ... **** it!"

Thousands of needles were pierced on his face, and the horror in the blood blade was even worse than the physical pain. He made a mistake that shouldn't be made in Cangjie. He forgot that he had a blade in his fingertips. Although he felt conscious when he touched his face, he still pulled out a deep wound, almost blinding his eyes. Taking this opportunity, Fusheng took a kitchen knife in each hand and rushed to chop it. At this time, Blood Blade should have stepped back to evade the offensive, but I do n’t know if he was stunned by boiling water or lost his mind because of anger. He suddenly squatted down and faded his red robe from the top of his head with great speed. Came down.

Undressing is for heat dissipation, and the blood blade can't stand the feeling of boiling water flowing in the body for a moment. Then came a series of dull sounds. The kitchen knife was chopped on Blood Blade's head, face, and shoulders, but he couldn't leave a mouth on the red robe. The purpose of this special clothing is not only to be handsome and cool, but it is tougher than bulletproof jackets, warmer than cotton jackets, and can block energy. If you want to chop it with a kitchen knife, you have to use the amazing Thomas. Monster.

Unfortunately, although the kitchen knife cannot cut off the red robe, the strength is completely taken up by the body. Considering the hard head of the cut part, the shock caused by blunt blows is even greater than the wound.

The howl grew louder, as if a ghost.

He was dizzy and dizzy by this madness, and Blood Blade sank down to resist the horse, throwing a punch at his opponent who was madly waving his sword.

Peng!

As if the effect of being hit by a high-voltage electric shock, Fu Sheng bounced violently, his facial features twitched, and his internal organs were screwed together, and even his arms were so weak that he threw the kitchen knife to the ground.

"I killed you!" Blood Blade yanked off the red robe, his handsome face was dripping with blood, like a ghost.

In the air, Fusheng bit his tongue sharply, dissipating the numbness with severe pain, and then struck his foot like a beast. At the next moment, Fu Sheng entangled the blood blade with his legs as a hook, holding his shoulder in his left hand and inserting his right hand into his eyes. The impulse caused the two to fall at the same time, but before landing, Xue Ren turned his head and drank, and Lightning helped punch out three punches.

"Get away!"

The two tumbling and fell to the ground, three blades of blood blades interrupted Fusheng's three ribs, Fusheng scratched a few on his face and placed them in a few mouths, but now it seems that he has caught cooked rotten meat. The flesh is blurred.

The vixen-like play caused great panic to Blood Blade. He couldn't imagine what his face was like, so he had to retract his hand to fight it; if he could, he was even willing to tie an arm in the next battle in exchange for the opponent to stay away. Yourself. However, Fusheng hung on his body like a sticky sugar, and despite his injury, Blood Blade hid a few times, found an opportunity to catch the opponent's finger, just broke it, and slammed into a hammer again.

The original tall nose suddenly collapsed in, and the blood flowed. Seeing this effective, Fu Sheng simply put his head on his face, rubbing and bumping on his **** face, doing everything possible.

"Get off, **** ... ah, oh ..."

The cartilage was smashed, acid, tingling, itching, and pain were combined, and the blood blade shouted like a cat crying helplessly. By this time, he no longer had the idea of ​​torture in his heart, and just wanted to get rid of or kill the opponent as soon as possible; however, the two sides are now bare-handed, rolled around in a ball, and several fatal parts are "covered" by each other. So easy to kill.

You know, although Fusheng is not good at fighting, he has quite a lot of experience. He is very clear that he must not give the other party space. No matter how much damage he has suffered, he always adheres to the three things of locking his legs, wrapping his waist, and hugging his shoulders. Those who know a little about combat know that these parts are limited and their strength is at most With 20% or 30%, there are only so few directions.

In this case, the best way to kill the opponent quickly is to bite with your mouth. Exceptional people are not absent. Some of the warriors are proficient in punching and punching, and skillful in killing between squares ... Blood tolerance is not good at this. If he wants to kill his opponent, he must bear some risks.

For example, losing an eye.

That was impossible. Hugh said his eyes, blood blades couldn't bear a fingertip.

Willing to be willing, willing to be too small, and willing to do nothing, the two kept rolling in the snow, beating their opponents hard, splattered blood, heavy breathing, sharp growls and howls, clearly two beasts.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, the blood blade gave out a groaning groan. He lifted his right hand and smashed a heavy elbow. In the snapping sound, Fu Sheng's left shoulder, which had been hit many times, collapsed like a broken house, and his arms fell softly. , Unable to lock the opponent. When the blood blade fell to the elbow, he opened his five fingers and grasped Fusheng's lumbar hip bone. His thumb was exactly pressed on the inguinal artery. Next, he flexed his knees and back, with his left hand and forced force, he was finally able to escape.

"Go away!"

Some vaguely howling, Fusheng's body flew flat against the ground like a sack, and his waist bent like a shrimp. In the position before the battle, a ghost-like person who could not see the five senses stood up steadily, his lips opened and closed, his hands trembling constantly.

The chilled wind was poured into the entrance, and then blown out from other places. The blood blade felt abnormal, and tried to touch it with his hands.

There is a blood hole on the left face and a blood pit on the right neck. If the distance is further to the middle, the throat will be two sections. The blood blade filled with horror inside was a little dazed. When he looked up, Fusheng was coughing and vomiting blood, and he was spitting out meat.

Whose blood is that?

Is that my meat? !!

Suddenly aware of the truth, Blood Blade mourned his head, one of the most determined determination to take an oath.

"Ah ah ah ah ah......"

"I want to kill you, I must kill you!"

"No, no, I can't kill you. It's too cheap to kill you. I want to ... draw your muscles and chop your skin! I will cook you in a pot and cook it!"

Hatred gave him extra strength, and it seemed that even the wound was not as painful as before; on the ground, Fusheng's eyes swelled into a line, and he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, trying to support him to stand up. There is no power to fall.

Watching him struggle on the ground, Blood Blade lifted his legs and walked slowly, his eyes glowed with madness.

"Ready to call, you will beg me to kill you!"

"I'm not dead yet!"

Fusheng shouted in his heart, using his right hand to move around, he accidentally caught a kitchen knife. But his good luck has ended so far, and he hasn't waited for the recovery. The blood blade has strode forward and stepped on his wrist.

"Call, please kill me!"

On the ground, Fusheng bit his side to the ankle of Blood Blade, opened his mouth to bite, and was kicked in the face.

"I still want to bite, but you still want to bite ... Well, I want to turn you into a stick and break your teeth!"

Unable to describe how angry he was, the foot that Blood Blade stepped on Fusheng's wrist gradually began to force. Suddenly, he heard a strange sound of "嚯 嚯 嚯 ......" in the yard, and he slightly hesitated.

The voice was not strong, but rather extremely weak, but it contained strong resentment and hatred. At first, Blood Blade thought it was Fusheng who couldn't help screaming. When he looked down, he felt that he was still pursing his lips, but the sound was like the breath of an evil ghost, which made him more and more cold.

"Uh, uh ..."

"Who? Who?"

Finally finding the right direction, Blood Blade turned sharply, and at the same time, Fu Sheng also noticed on the ground, barely opened his eyes to look.

Incredible scene.

The woman who was pierced her throat was really not dead. At this moment, a short tube of unknown cosmetics was inserted into her throat. The kind of "嚯 嚯 嚯 ..." was a strange noise when she breathed.

More importantly, she held the gun in her hand!

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The night was desolate, the snow was flying, and most parts of the world were clean. Only this small yard was a mess. In the blood, two men stood and lay, staring blankly at the woman covered with blood. Raise the gun with both hands.

At this time, the presence of the three of them was extremely unreal, and their expressions seemed to be lingering.

Can she shoot?

Does she dare to kill?

She ... who is this aiming at?

At the moment of life and death, the Blood Blade calmed down, and the madness in his eyes slowly faded away, replacing compassion and peace.

call!

"... killing things, no ..."

boom! A gunshot sounded, and a fireball of energy tore a ray of light in the night. There was an additional pit on the ground in front of them, and snow and volcanic stones volleyed.

"Hmm ..." The woman shook her body and raised her gun again.

"Do you dare!" Blood Blade lifted his legs and looked terrified in his eyes.

boom! A second gunshot followed, and a string of fire snakes flew.

Bloodblade's body shook again and again, and his heart was full of remorse.

You should not take off your clothes because of a little pain. Now you can only avoid it, and pray that the woman will not hit too accurately.

"Shot!" Fusheng yelled for the first time, sideways and swooping, biting his hamstring that he could not bite just now.

Bloodblade roared, raised his legs, and stomped his feet.

"boom!"

Scarlet blood appeared, and there was a smell of scorching smell, the blood blade was slammed by the rhino once, and his body leaned back.

The crippled foot lost its strength, and Fusheng was finally able to withdraw his right hand, and raised his whole body strength to wave upward, chopped between the legs of Blood Blade.

"what......"

A series of discontinuous red lines, the blood blade gave out the most violent long cricket, and the body was still smoking when it fell to the ground. Fusheng fell to the ground suddenly, his eyes that could not be opened just happened to see the woman shifting her muzzle and aiming at herself.

Still dying?

It seemed a bit wrong to stay in her life, but died in her hands.

I really don't want to die ...

Xiaomei, Yingzi, Sixth Brother, Niuben ...

Time became extremely slow, Fu Sheng's thoughts drifted through his mind, and he saw the woman yelling at the throat, regardless of the broken pipe, wondering whether he was scolding the blood blade convulsing on the ground or cursing himself.

The body has never been so cold, and it is more difficult to bear than when in the river. At the same time, the sleepy ** urged constantly, Fu Sheng raised his hand and pointed at the woman, then shook his head silently, ready to give up.

Forget it, if she doesn't come in, she won't have this encounter.

The woman growled, raised her gun, and gradually increased her fingers.

"Put the gun down."

The sudden sound seemed misty at first, but every word became clearer. The figure that came together was faster than the sound! After finishing the two sentences, his person was firmly inserted in the center of the yard like a javelin, and a shield lay across the two.

"Fu Sheng, you will not die."

The world suddenly changes, the sky is no longer dark, the night is no longer dense, and the wind is gentle.

Fusheng discerned the person instantly, opened his mouth, raised his hand, and was extremely unconscious.

A nightmare.

A good sleep.

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... (To be continued.)