O ‘Neill and Duo Mei Linte separated from each other. Tianyang came from Yinlongbao School and snorted from his nostrils. "It’s really arrogant. It’s a matter of course."
Mei Linte’s eyes squinted and smiled. "Maybe we are an ordinary fat sheep in their cognition."
With a squint, he carefully looked at Tianyang next to him and thought to himself, these mobs are quite numerous, and the existing mass forts in mainland China are staring at the harvest fort of hell. The local forces in the plains are either crippled or frightened, and they have failed to take care of these armed mobs. It is no wonder that they are so arrogant. Unfortunately, they are not a fat sheep but a dragon tonight.
At this moment, Reading came along and showed his white teeth. "Boss … No, Yang’s adult, we are ready to wait for your instructions."
Tianyang nodded gently. "These people don’t have to be polite to them, but they dare to kill the Ministry of Resistance, but they should pay attention to letting a little people go back."
"otherwise, no one will announce it for us."
Reading looked excited and shouted, "OK, I know what to do."
Mei Linte chuckled, "Don’t play for Tianyang’s adult. If you play for yourself, you can clean it up, which is not conducive to our announcement."
Tianyang saw his one eye and explained, "You are either Miss Chiying or day order. You will kill these mobs as soon as you crush bugs."
"In that case, even if you leave alive to announce for us, if the death process comes too fast, it will reduce the fear. After all, you can’t expect an ant to understand that lions are terrible because they are too small. For them, a cat and a dog are not much different from lions."
Mei Linte squinted and smiled and said, "If you want to impress the Chinese mob, you have to engrave fear into their bones, so you need them to go through a long death process. When the death process is long enough and there are enough dead people, the remaining talents will firmly remember this fear and dye it to others. Only then will the Chinese mob know that our Lieyangbao team can’t be provoked."
Tianyang nodded and said, "You’re right, but I’m not going to show up tonight if I’m still in Chiying."
"Let Reading practice their hands."
O’ Neill said calmly, "If there are guys over rank 5, leave them to me and I will try to kill them slowly."
Tianyang thought, "We can give each other fear, but don’t leave the impression of cruelty. This will affect our image and be bad for me."
We establish business with its fortress. "
O’ Neill froze slightly and then nodded "I see"
With that, the Yinlong Fort School took a look at Mei Linte and labeled the officer of the Ares Fort as’ dangerous’.
As the armed mob approached the motorcade, the noise, the strong engine and the arrogance of the vehicle made the earth vibrate, and so on, which were indeed handed over to the caravan camp in Lieyangbao.
In the camp, Schiff’s first few businessmen got together to be protected by the Battalion of Mars. Even so, except for the big businessman Schiff, his businessmen turned pale.
"Mr. Schiff, should we be all right?" A fat businessman looked anxiously at Schiff.
Schiff haha laughed. "Don’t worry, don’t look at who is protecting us. One day, there is nothing to worry about in the mob in Yangcheng."
"It’s the mob who should be worried. We can hold the soft persimmon. After a while, they will know that they hit the steel plate."
"Come and drink, it doesn’t care."
Reading on the outskirts of the camp has blessed the soldiers with "boosting morale" and "burning fighting spirit", which has improved the mental and physical qualities of fifty soldiers.
Looking at the approaching armed mob, Redding turned around and shouted, "Lord Tianyang is watching us, especially those two officers from its fortress who are staring at us."
"Give me a good performance and let Tianyang’s adult make its fortress guy sit up and take notice of us!"
Reading led the soldiers to respond with high morale, and even though the number was much smaller than that of the mob, no one was afraid or flinched.
"Well, that’s more like it." Reading turned around and picked up the tomahawk at her feet. Hey, hey, grinning, she showed her body. Xing Yun waved her arms and roared with her fingers. "Give me a hard blow!"
Immediately behind him, there was a sharp roar, and plumes of flames rose into the sky, and then they made an arc dive and ran away with the armed mob vanguard.
Those are small missiles the size of a thumb. They are from the hands of several soldiers behind Reading. The shoulder-mounted missile launchers are the latest products from Tianyang’s arsenal in Fort Ares from weapons to ammunition.
Congressman Love is responsible for the research and development of multi-bomb and high-precision features.
Li Chen, the captain of the armed mob vanguard in the chariot, naturally saw the flames at midnight and heard the frightening roar, and clearly saw through the skylight that the missiles were falling from half to half, and from their spread range, they covered their vanguard team.
Li Chen’s brain suddenly turned white. He couldn’t think of any caravan traveling with such weapons …
The missile roared and created a series of fireballs, huge and dense explosions echoing far away from the wilderness.
This first round of attack will blow the armed mob vanguard motorcade to pieces, and several vehicle fragments will be sprayed in all directions with flames, and even if they are not directly hit by missiles, the chariots will be blown off by the subsequent explosions and shock waves …
Chapter 132 Emerald Castle
Boom Boom Boom
Not far from the highway, this wilderness has fallen into the battlefield at this moment. Guns and cannon shots are deafening, explosions and fireballs are coming and going, and there are burning cars and dead bodies everywhere.
Li Mo crawled on the battlefield like hell, and he shrank into a rollover chariot, holding his head and crying out in fear, only in this way can he vent his anxiety.
His younger brother, Li Chen, was also one of the few lucky strikers. When he left the camp with his brother, Li Mo was only twenty years old, and he was both excited and excited.
Because my brother promised to grab one for him if there were any women in this caravan tonight.
Who doesn’t like white, tender and beautiful women? Although there is a captain’s brother, Li Mo, there is no shortage of women, but women in the wilderness are either ugly or rough-skinned or have such dark diseases.
But the women in the caravan are different. Most of the women who are seen by businessmen are quite beautiful and have smooth skin. Li Mo has seen those women once or twice, and their skin is like soaking in milk.
It’s a pity that he can’t touch a woman like that.
But tonight he finally got a chance.
In Li Mo’s imagination, it is the right drama to eat, drink, and be merry when she rushes into the camp with her brother and then grabs one or two women.
But those missiles that fell from the sky smashed his dream into pieces. He narrowly escaped, but he watched his brother ride in that chariot and was blown to pieces. He watched his companion who had been drinking with himself an hour or two ago. His hands and feet were blown off by missiles, and he was smashed by bullets. He was bleeding all over the floor, even shitting his pants, and then died in fear.
At that moment, Li Mo had no illusions that his whole brain had an idea to live!
He cried and crawled past the bodies of mobs, and saw an axe-wielding man rush out of the caravan with his own eyes, which set off a crimson shock wave.
Where the shock wave passed, even the sorghum boss was shocked from the main battle chariot, and more companions, vehicles and even bodies were thrown up by the shock wave and fell to the ground again.
Li Mo flipped a few somersaults because of the edge of the shock wave, but those who were located at the center of the shock wave were unlucky. The chariot was shattered by the window of the shock, and the companions were vomiting blood for three liters.
Subsequently, the caravan soldiers covered up and killed to divide the work, and it was indeed very efficient to harvest those companions who were injured by the earthquake
Li Mo-yuan’s own sorghum boss will reverse the war, but when the boss makes moves, a middle-aged man with a black rim of his eye rushes out of that caravan and beats the boss who lost at the end of the year to find teeth everywhere.
At this time, Li Mo, with his back against the chassis of the chariot, held his head and pupil slightly narrowed, and kept repeating the sentence, "I must be dreaming. I must be dreaming. Yes, this is a nightmare. I will be fine when I wake up …"
"What? I just can’t wake up!"
When!
There was a loud sound like a bell and drum on the battlefield, and there was a faint ripple spreading. The giant sword of sorghum bounced and fell heavily in the distance, smashing the engine of a chariot.
O ‘Neill was holding a dark gun, and the tip of the gun was burning brightly. He shot after shot and stabbed the armor of sorghum, and then he tried to pick out one gap after another.
Finally, O ‘Neill spun the body gun and smashed the sorghum chest. The gun slightly pressed out a radian before it suddenly collapsed. When the gun collapsed, the rest of the fighting armor was smashed by O ‘Neill. The eyes, ears, nose and mouth of the armed mob leader were dripping with blood. Very sad.
He fell to the ground and spit out a blood mist, panting like an ox.
Although the same rank 6 can be said to be the degree of fighting cohesion or the combat experience sorghum is far from it.
He barely turned over and O ‘Neill stepped on his shoulder, crushing his shoulder bones and screaming.
Li Mo heard sorghum scream in the distance, and the whole person was blinded and couldn’t believe what he saw with his eyes.
After the scream, Gao Liang gasped at O ‘Neill and said, "Who the hell are you?"
O ‘Neill’s voice is not high, but everyone can hear clearly that "we are just businessmen from Lieyang Castle"
With that, the mob leader was nailed to the spot with a gun in his chest and out of his back!
"Fierce Yang Castle …" Li Mo was stupefied to remember these three words. He knew that if he hadn’t died tonight, he wouldn’t want to forget these three words in my life.
"Let’s go, let’s go"
When the leader dies, the mob will dare to try to be brave. They lose their weapons and hate having two legs less, and the wind seems to have fled the battlefield.
Li Mo also pulled up a chariot for a mob passing by nearby and then left the battlefield like hell.
He looked back and saw O ‘Neill draw a pike from the sorghum body and let it spray a fountain of blood.
His courage, his courage seems to have been drained away with that fountain of body blood.
Tianyang on the slope of the camp watched the chariots and locomotives leave and made the pursuit at the end.
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