Chapter 991: Just Beginning, I Can't Stand It Anymore (Part 2)

Fortunately, the loss is not big. Fighting, it is impossible to have no loss at all, just avoid it as much as possible.

The fighter quickly raised its position, and the fighter that was diving behind naturally raised its altitude.

This time, the bandit had no choice but to throw the big stick out of reach, and if it fell by accident, it would easily hit his own people.

"Siege! Don't just stand there in a daze, hurry up! Give me all!"

"Yes! The Second Elder!" The bandit threw off his steps and rushed out of a bloody path against the hail of bullets.

This is the bad thing about fighter formations. Once they rushed over, it was very difficult to think about turning back. The bandit suddenly charged forward, and Bai Qi was really caught off guard.

But that's all, for sure, although Bai Qi missed a group of bandits, Zheng He's submachine gun and Hou Yi's sniper rifle were waiting for them.

It has little effect on the city's defense, it's nothing more than killing less!

This is exactly the case. After passing Bai Qi's fighter line of defense, Zheng He's submachine gun will come in handy immediately.

"Da da da...! Da da da...!"

Because the machine gun uses magic crystals, the spray speed is so fast that colorful flames are formed at the muzzle of the gun.

In the dark night, the flames were very dazzling, and the magic bullets flew in little by little. Because there were too many of them, a light curtain was formed.

But all the bandits who were covered were not spared. They rushed out of Baiqi's hail of bullets. The bandits were just about to shout a few words excitedly, because there was a city wall in front of them. The ladder, the next moment, was directly killed.

"Asshole, why is there still?"

The Second Elder was really angry, what the hell did the undead come up with? Why is it so terrifying?

"Second Elder! Second Elder!" A soldier rushed over with difficulty.

"Elder, the brothers suffered heavy casualties, retreat!" the soldier begged.

"Retreat? Bastard! How long have you been fighting? Now, you want to run? You worthless guy!"

"Pfft...!" The second elder slashed at the bandit in a rage.

"This...!" The bandits around all saw it, and all of them lowered their heads, not daring to speak anymore.

"I tell you! No matter who it is, I will kill him immediately if he dares to retreat!"

"yes!"

The thieves looked at each other and cursed secretly in their hearts.

"This bastard, isn't this asking me to die?"

"Bastard! In order not to let the leader withdraw his position as the second elder, he will bet on the lives of his brothers!"

"Hey! You're so useless, what happened to the second elder?"

The second elder has the second elder's idea, but there is no need to tell them about this idea.

Eight million soldiers, but I brought eight million soldiers here, even if the enemy is strong, so what? Can they really all be killed?

The unconvinced Second Elder decided on one thing, and that was a strong attack. He didn't believe that so many soldiers could not deal with the undead.

"Give me an order. All soldiers, approach the castle quickly. We are the vanguard, representing the glory of thousands of cottages in the land of no man. Even if we die, we must persist until dawn, otherwise, you still have the face to go back?"

Face? what is that? Do you want to die?

All the soldiers gritted their teeth secretly, ignoring the second elder at all.

This is the bandit, although it seems to be very united, but since he is a bandit, which guy is not for enjoyment and avoiding death?

Therefore, death is what bandits care most about. If they were not afraid of death, they would have been immortal long ago. Can they still live till now?