Chapter 303 Another World (5)

Luck is illusory, but it is indeed a very important thing.

Many times, many difficulties may only require a little bit of luck, and the difficulties will become smooth roads, and desperate situations can also be saved.

Mr. Winter didn't know whether he was a person favored by fate, but at least from now on, Mr. Winter's luck is pretty good.

Behind him, a huge buzzing sound cut through the sky. With the corner of his eye, Mr. Winter could see the fighter planes belonging to Yanjing tearing through the air and passing through the battlefield in an instant, while three "candies" as long as forearms floated down...

The target was not Mr. Winter's location.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the mushroom cloud that rushed straight into the sky, the direction where the team leader had just broken through suddenly turned into white land.

You see, the facts prove that Mr. Winter's luck is indeed good enough.

If there hadn't been a flash of inspiration just now, Mr. Winter might have followed the team leader to break through in another direction, and then he would have been completely crushed into part of the soil by the micro-nuclear bomb.

He could not help but feel lucky. At this moment, Mr. Winter could even feel the monsters behind him cheering in a low voice - they made the right choice and won back their lives.

But obviously, they were too happy too early...

The planned breakout direction was not far from the gate of the demon world - a distance of more than 100 kilometers was quickly crossed by the speed of the level 7 monsters.

Even though there were sporadic artillery bombardments along the way, the non-saturated attack always allowed these level 7 monsters to find hope of survival...

Just a few minutes later, Mr. Winter led dozens of demons and merged into the battlefield in the southeast direction like a drop of water.

Then, he faced the final test...

...

Mr. Winter still underestimated the war.

Or rather, he underestimated the gap between level 7 and level 9.

Even though the human soldiers in the level 7 war zone were not the elite legion of Yanjing, the individual strength of the peak level 9 could not be false at all.

They surrounded the majority with a small number, and the number of human warriors was even less than one thousandth of that of the demons, but the battlefield situation was completely controlled by Yanjing.

Just as Yanjing had judged before - this was a massacre.

Carmen swung the sword, and with the flash of the sword, five sword auras of different lengths roared and dispersed, drawing five bloody roads where the monsters gathered.

With a simple move, nearly a hundred monsters died, but the demons were endless and soon covered the gap created by Carmen.

But what does it matter...

It's just another swing of the sword.

Beside him, Carmen's comrade Fengye let out a series of excited roars. He held up a specially made magic modified Gatling gun, which was "bang bang" shining with blue light. Tiny bullets bombarded the monsters, instantly tearing a row of monsters to pieces...

Carmen's 100-man team was arranged in the southeast of the battlefield. Only 100 people were responsible for a battle line of nearly 10 kilometers - like a large net full of holes, but the mesh of this net was full of death traps covered with swords and guns.

The number is indeed not enough, but in the war of professionals, the quality is enough to make up for everything!

After swinging the knife again, Carmen took a simple breath. After just one breath, his mouth and nose were covered with gunpowder and blood. He frowned slightly, looking at the hellish scene in front of him, with reluctance flashing in his eyes, but he instinctively waved the sword again.

Killing and being killed, this is the eternal theme of war. Since standing on the battlefield, Carmen has abandoned his former identity and the entanglement in his mind.

He didn't want to die, so he had to let the enemy die.

Very simple logic...

So simple that he ignored the dozens of figures rushing towards the defense zone he was responsible for, and the thin ancient demon leading the way, holding his child and pulling his wife.

...

The brutal massacre made Mr. Winter's legs weak.

Until this moment, Mr. Winter vaguely felt that dying in the artillery fire might also be a kind of happiness...

But what's the saying?

It's here.

Mr. Winter could only be like a drop of water, completely integrated into the battlefield.

His body was wrapped up, and he involuntarily rushed to the blockade line in front. At this moment, Mr. Winter's face was blank, he just went with the flow, like a small boat in the waves.

The bloody smell in front was getting thicker and thicker, and the brutal massacre made Mr. Winter suddenly come back to his senses. The fighting gene in his body seemed to be activated, and he looked around involuntarily.

In the front right, there was a human warrior with a gun, roaring non-stop. Even though he was alone, he still set off a bloody storm with the power of the gun.

No one could get within a hundred meters of the warrior. The roaring machine gun sprayed blue light and wiped out any demons that rushed into its range in milliseconds.

The horrible massacre made Mr. Winter shudder. His instinct told him that there was no way out there!

So, Mr. Winter looked to the front left again.

There, a short human was waving his hands. As his hands danced, dragons of fire gushed out from his palms, turning the defense area he was responsible for into a terrifying flame area.

As soon as the demons, who were only at the peak of level seven, entered the flame area, they were immediately swallowed by the fire dragons and turned into floating ashes... Even though they were very far away, Mr. Winter could feel the terrifying high temperature.

There was no way out there either...

He held Mrs. Winter's hand tightly and couldn't help looking straight ahead.

Standing between the gunner and the fire mage was a handsome young warrior.

The warrior was young, with a wisp of fine hair at the corner of his mouth. He held a sword in his hand, squinting his eyes, as if he was in a short state of recovery.

His young appearance, coupled with the delicate steel knife in his hand that seemed to have no deterrent power, all of this seemed to explain a fact to the monsters.

"I'm easy to bully, come on!"

Indeed, compared with the gunners and mages on both sides, the young Carmen was not very good at dealing with a large number of opponents.

So, Carmen's defense zone became a way out in the eyes of these fugitives.

More monsters swarmed towards the defense zone guarded by Carmen, and they took the Winter family with them.

This move coincided with Mr. Winter's idea...

He just followed the wave, hugged his wife and children tightly, and ran towards Carmen desperately.

Until five rays of light rose up, like five bright moons, they cut through the air and instantly flew into the magic tide!

"Sizzle..."

The sharp blade and the leather intersected, and the pale blade energy was instantly dyed red. The broken limbs flew nearly three meters high, and the blood was spilled, as if it was raining black rain!

As a matter of course, the demonic tide rushing towards Carmen was dismembered and shattered in an instant. The end of the world summons the frenzy