A yellow talisman shot out, and the sky was illuminated by sudden fire in the dim night.

An insurmountable line of fire appeared behind them.

The raging fire was as hot and dazzling as the end of the world.

However, although Ling Yu detonated the roadside gasoline tank, the international mercenaries were all desperate.

He stepped into the accelerator and suddenly wanted to cross this insurmountable firewall.

But they seemed to have forgotten one thing, that is, this is a refugee area, where the houses are located without rules, and it is very likely that the original straight road suddenly turned a corner.

What the international mercenaries thought of was that they stepped on the accelerator and rushed in, but when they passed through the fire wall, they were facing the houses in the refugee area.

"Bang..."

There were sounds of collisions behind him, and it was obvious that the international mercenaries lost control and immediately put on the refugee house.

"A yellow talisman...you shouldn't..."

Leng Feng and Rache and Pashsa behind him all looked at Ling Yu in amazement.

After all, Ling Yu's fire talisman was too shocked. You must know that they did not see any fire-burning objects from Ling Yu's hands.

There are only those pistols and yellow talismans.

Although the pistol can also ignite the gasoline can, under this situation, there is no chance to fire bullets with the pistol to ignite the gasoline can. The yellow talisman in Ling Yu's hand and the others could see clearly.

It was like a sharp arrow shot out, instantly igniting the outflow of gasoline.

"The unique skills of family generation." Ling Yu could answer this.

Hearing this, Leng Feng nodded slightly. Although Ling Yu's answer was very bare, it was enough.

After all, everyone has secrets.

But just when the two of them felt out of danger, a whistling sound suddenly came from behind.

Leng Feng looked through the rearview mirror and then widened his eyes in an instant: "No, it's the RPG rocket launcher."

As Leng Feng shouted, the steering wheel in Leng Feng's hand began to rotate sharply, and the car began to become unstable.

It's not as stable as it was at the beginning.

Leng Feng turned the steering wheel in his hand to the left with all his strength. As a last resort, Leng Feng and his friends rushed into the refugee area.

And when they rushed into the refugee area, a sound of explosion and a fire that surged into the sky came not far away.

Although they were not hit by the RPG rocket launcher, they were just a little better than being hit.

He rushed straight into the refugee area, and the car rushed around uncontrollably.

Rache, who was sitting in the back seat, hugged Pashsa tightly, and Pashsa leaned against Rache's arms and was very scared.

Finally, Leng Feng stepped on the brake and tamed the beast.

"call...."

The car stopped, Leng Feng let out a sigh of relief, and Ling Yu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was also scared and sweated.

Leng Feng glanced behind him and found that the international mercenaries had not caught up with him. He then reversed his right hand and poured the car out of the position where they had just entered, returning to the path that was a road but not a road.

After leaving the refugee camp, everything seemed to be so peaceful. International mercenaries seemed to feel hopeless about chasing, maybe they chose to give up.

But Ling Yu was always alert, and maybe some danger would arise. International mercenaries were all a group of desperate people, and it was not just the number of people who were better than the rescue team and the Red Turban Army.

So Ling Yu was very alert. He finally ran out. He believed that if he was caught by Xin Hongyang again, the outcome would be not as simple as being locked up.

After all, if you kill him, you can get a lot of main god points.

"The ranking system now pushes the rescue team's death list: Player: Zhuang Yuanjia, Player: Yang Mingzhi, Player: Ping Qiwei, Player: Xiao Junwu."

"There is only one person left in the rescue team. Please work hard to complete the task and win the final victory."

"Note: All players in one camp were killed as if they were quit, and there will be no more tasks in this camp in the subsequent tasks."

At that moment, Ling Yu was suddenly stunned.

There is one person left in the rescue team?

Isn't that what he said is that the four remaining people died in the end, which made Ling Yu feel a little sad.

Although he seemed to be fighting alone at the beginning, he had other players to support him.

But now he is the only one left in the rescue team, so he is really fighting alone.

He will have no other support in the future, and he is the only one who can believe.

This made Ling Yu feel a little disappointed. He would have joined the international mercenary if he had known it.

"Why."

But there is nothing we can do about it. Once we choose, we can't choose any more. The camp we have chosen will fight to the end with tears in our eyes.

Ling Yu, who chose, felt that death might be a liberation.

But Wang Sijin's words suddenly flashed through Ling Yu's mind: I believe you will win, and I will go to find you after this world.

Wang Sijin was the first friend he met in the Lord God Space.

If Ling Yu died like this now, when he returned to the main god space, Wang Sijin asked him if he won or not. If he didn't win, Ling Yu felt a shame.

"No, I must win the final victory, Red Turban Army! International mercenaries! You all have to die!"

Ling Yu gritted his teeth and persevered until the end. Even if he lost in the end, Ling Yu would at least work hard.

It’s not that he can’t do it, but that the enemy is too strong and the teammates are too stupid to compete.

"I think you seem to have something to worry about?" Leng Feng, who was driving the car, asked when he saw Ling Yu's face was richer.

"What can you worry about?" Ling Yu shook his head, then he suddenly turned his words and looked at Leng Feng and asked, "Leng Feng, I'll ask you a question."

"Well, ask, as long as I know, I will answer you."

"You are a special forces soldier. What does it feel like when you see your comrades slump in front of you."

Ling Yu's words can be said to be very tricky. Originally, the death of his teammate in front of him was not something he wanted to say.

Leng Feng was silent for a while, and then replied: "I was very angry and asked myself why I was so weak that I couldn't even save my comrades."

"Then you'll choose what to do."

"I will find opportunities to avenge my brothers, so that all those who hurt my brothers will pay the price, and the blood debt will be paid."

This is the glory and pride of the special forces. Men shed blood and did not sweat, which is most visible to the special forces.

After receiving Leng Feng's answer, Ling Yu nodded slightly and felt a lot more relieved in his heart.

Ranking wars, at least they won’t die if they are eliminated. At most, they can experience the feeling of death.

But he won't really die. Compared to Leng Feng's pain, Ling Yu is obviously insignificant.

"How is it? Have you got the answer you want?"
Chapter completed!