Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

The flattering smile made a disgusting crease, and the militiaman gave him a blank look, but he still licked his chapped lips.

"Since it's a woman, it's probably just a show. A woman is something that looks good but doesn't work."

"In a while, you set up your shields and use up the bullets of the three Sakotas. When the time comes, hehe... Let's rush up and stab each of them! Or directly use the explosives buried in the mine before."

"As for that woman..."

puff!

Unexplained crackles sounded from the front of the line, covering the second half of the militiamen's speech.

poof,

Hearing the sound of objects falling from his side, the militiaman touched the stickiness around his face suspiciously, and at the same time shone a flashlight to his side.

The townsman with the missing front tooth,

On the ground, barely intact,

Also missing a head.

"?!?!?!"

The D1 at the end of the mine threw away the "exhaust filter" that was destroyed by a bullet, and the three barrels aimed steadily, and shouted loudly!Shouted the not-so-familiar Gallic slogan!

"ILS.NE.PASSERONT.PAS!!!!"

(swear to the death)

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xw x Maybe this part is really long, but I really want to use this incident to explain something and lead to something that will affect the following. It may be a little bad for the first try, please forgive me. (Exit seat)

Tomorrow's fourth watch will probably be able to finish writing about the mine. (admit wrong, lie down)

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Thanks for the recommended ticket collection, and the barrage,

As well as the new and old readers who have been with me until now, xw x is very grateful.

Volume II Columbia Chapter: Chapter 140 VII Disappears Before Eyes

The Origin Stone technique fires the engraved ammunition, gun flames erupt, and the bullets pour through the human body and fly wildly!

The people standing in the front row didn't even have time to dodge, they were sieved by the howling bullets, and the others either looked for cover or turned around and ran away.Those who escaped quickly fell into the barrage of fire.

A daring villain with high skills raised a civilian hunting crossbow and stood up from the bunker, but was immediately shot by bursts and fell backwards.

"Second, do you still have any bullets!"

"Don't tell me you fight without bullets!"

"Tsk tsk, people's hearts are indifferent and the world is cold, it's impossible to care about each other!"

D6 replaces the M1935 pistol magazine, pulls the slide again, but does not shoot against the cover.

"Oh, I'm really convinced, they all fell into the pit together, why am I just a small water pipe with a pistol!"

Snapped! !

The bullet shell popped out from the back of the sleeve, and a townsman who had taken the lead fell down in response, and fell in front of the other townspeople with the tragic scene of being shot in the face. one time.

"Go! Everyone, go together! There are only three guns on the opposite side!"

"Kokena is a machine gun! My lord, if we rush out now, we will die!!"

The militiamen were itchy with anger, but there was nothing they could do.

Because the difference between the sword and the weapon is that the sword is on the actual battlefield, and before the real fighting contact, the level of the enemy's combat power is actually unknown.

But guns are different.

Simple and rough firepower projection, the casualty of the hit, without contact, you can feel the offensive and the gap between the two sides.

In other words, there is time to repent.

"My lord, their firepower is too fierce! What should we do!!"

"Tsk, you guys are so stupid!!"

The militiamen huddled in the overturned mine cart, and gestured with their hands.

"Things, things!"

The few townspeople who came back to their senses immediately looked happy and shouted back.

"Throw all the cages out!!"

Several large groups of black things were thrown towards the players' bunkers, the outer casing was cracked, and the red-shelled Originium worms fell out of it, and they burrowed into the three of them without any explanation.

"Damn they threw bugs at us!! Get lost!"

D1 took down the machine gun and swung the trench stick to knock one of them flying. D6 pointed to the pistol to fire, but was stopped by D2 first.

"Kick it! Don't waste bullets!"

After several more cages fell into the bunker, the hungry Originium worms, which had been locked in the cages for several weeks, ignored them and wanted to eat everything in sight.The player team was busy dealing with it, and the firepower suddenly dropped. The militiamen saw the opportunity and swung their swords!

"Go together!!!"

"Ohhhhh!!!"

"The NPC counterattacked!"

Hearing the sound of crossbow strings in the mine, D1, who was shooting from the waist with a heavy-end machine gun, felt his shoulders and knees move, bent his knees and fell in front of the bunker, and was pulled back behind the bunker in time by D6.

"Old one, after you get shot in the knee, change your job to become a guard!"

"The labor and management eat your takeaway every day! Drink it!!!"

Reaching against the back wall, D1 bent his uninjured leg and used himself as a gun stand, firing at three bursts, the gunfire pierced the darkness, and the blood mist spattered against it. D2 half-closed the cover and shot at the approaching enemy. The ammunition of the submachine gun was empty, and he drew out the trench from the waist and punched one person's nasal bone to shattered, and stabbed the throat with his backhand.

The enemy group couldn't bear it any longer, the two men on 1.2 tightened the trigger one after another, the receiver jumped and the gun rang like a burst of beans, engulfing and shredding the mobsters who had finally rushed to the front of the battle.

Another iron cage was thrown into the air, and D6 held a gun in both hands to aim and shoot continuously. The cage with an orange light inside was hit and exploded, and the debris splashed and killed Yanbian, screaming everywhere.

"Ah... trough..."

Shaking his ash-covered head, D6 picked up the pistol and got up from the ground, touched his hands, and smiled,

"Hey~ I'm fine~!"

Because the high-energy stone worms exploded in the cage, the impact of the explosion killed other troublemakers who rushed up, and the frequency of attacks slowed down here.

Ignoring D6 who was blown into an African, D2 groped for the trench spike that fell to the ground.

"What was that just now?"

"High-energy stone worms, this stuff has existed before..."

Seeing this scene, D1 didn't care about the injury (it wouldn't feel pain anyway), and hung down the muzzle to change the magazine. When it was about to cross the world to greet the weak 25-round magazine designed by the French designer, it saw the At a glance, the object of greeting is forced to shift.

"Day! There's a cage!!!"

And it's not a thrown cage,

It's a cage that slides down with a minecart track!

"Quickly get out of the way!!!"

Peng! !

The iron cage fixed on the flat mine cart crashed into the hastily built bunkers of the players, got rid of the fixation and fell to the wall on one side, and the smaller but dark green Originium worms flowed out of the gap like water.

"Plan me your mother!!!"

"Shoot with a gun! Hit with a gun! ■■There's more!?"

The militiamen who took advantage of the chaos and pushed people to the entrance of the mine just now watched with a sneer as the thugs loaded another cage of acid source stone worms onto the flatbed truck, kicked it, and slid it into the cave.

"My lord, you are indeed wise and powerful!"

He pointed at the townsman and raised his crooked fingers, as if he had thought of something, he changed his words and cursed.

"These goddamn monks! Not only did they kill our people, they tortured us and bent my fingers!"

The militia don't bother to pay attention to this man,

He continued to order others to load the Originium worms captured from the mine or the field into a flatbed truck and send them into the mine.

…The frightened and hungry Originium worms know how to forage for themselves. They just need to let them "choose the nearest one" and force the Sakotas to shoot to consume ammunition based on their numbers. Then when the bullets run out, their time of death will come... ...!

"...My lord, hehe, I didn't expect these original pests to have such a big use...!"

"Yes, my lord, but... what if we can't beat them?"

"Confused! Three frail monks who don't even have serious cold weapons, you can't even beat this group of scholars? Heh,"

Listening to the "heavy foul language" and gunshots in the mine, the militiamen taunted,

"It's not that you are asked to face the old Guards of the Gaul Corps. What are you afraid of?"

"If we can't beat them, then we'll detonate the explosives inside and kill them all! Then go another way around, Cook and Mr. Feng's superiors may come to inspect us at any time in the next few days and capture that little woman alive! Give it to them happy!"

Everyone in the town knows that both Cook and Feng are working for a certain powerful force, and those "big bosses" who are taller than the two will occasionally bring guards to personally check the results of their work.

That's why Feng was so irritable to Cook.

The gunfire in the mine is getting thinner and thinner,

The bullets either penetrated or splashed, wounding and killing the Originium worms, like the dragon scales shed from the dragon's lair, or the chilling cicadas in late autumn, piled up in black on the ground, almost all dead.

The original bunker had been eroded by worm acid, D2 dragged D1 to pull him up, the latter gritted his teeth, and supported the wall to stand firm.

"How many bullets do you have left?"

"I have one left,"

"I have two left,"

"[E-sports foul language]!!"

D1 admits that he underestimated the enemy setup of the "Terraland" production team. He expected to release wild animals like originite worms that can be seen everywhere, but releasing a large number of originite worms to wear down the player's ammunition is really not possible!

"...Mom is carrying..."

At this time, none of the three people was accidentally injured. D6's left arm and back were blasted with a bloody blur by high-energy stone insects. D2's torso including the left eye was hit and corroded by acid. Multiple insect bites.

Sister Lilia is guarding another tunnel, and that line will definitely not collapse, but if my own line collapses... shit!too little!

Fuck me too few people!

It would be great if you gave me three more people! !

"Old one,"

The two teammates who had been teammates of the team before entering the pit "Terra Land" knelt down on one knee,

"We listen to you, how do we fight next?"

Taking a deep breath of the dirty air in the mine, D1 fell into deep thought——

In the era of cold weapons in the ancient times of the earth, the feudal army under the command of the dynasty would often be defeated when faced with a battle loss ratio of 5.00%.

In modern times, with modern training and a modern army with better logistics, the battle loss ratio is 30.00%.

As for Terra's army, apart from the emperor's Gallic Guards and the inner guards on the northern frontier of Ursus throughout the ages, they can often increase the battle loss ratio to 20.00%.

It was already a miracle.

"Hand-to-hand combat!"

Angel D1 has a sonorous tone,

"Put them in!"

"Fucking hand-to-hand combat!"

joke!Just play the game and die!

Why do you want to withdraw?Why be afraid?

Is retreat a mission?