Chapter 897: Escape

All the soldiers were surrounded by the fire scene, shooting wildly, stacking rows of people down. In the blink of an eye, piled up piles of corpses, but their cold and crazy expressions did not change at all. The barrel kept spraying the flames, trying to kill every living enemy, without leaving any one!

"A group of evil bastards, kill you all, kill you all!" Zhang Shan roared frantically, shooting all the bullets in the Vulcan cannon, and then shooting all the two bullet links on his body. He didn't give up yet, snatched the guns from the soldiers around him and poured out the bullets in the gun.txt novel download

The gunshots kept ringing, and the sounds of wailing and begging for mercy were heard from the beginning to the last silence, and then to the last half of the sound. Except for the gunshots that were still resounding throughout the room, and the sound of Bibi's stripping of flames that devoured people's bodies and the crazy roars and crying of the soldiers, no other sound came.

All the soldiers stood there silently until they had all the bullets in the gun and all the bullets on their bodies, with their hands trembling, sad and angry in their hearts, blood in their eyes, and tears in their eyes! [

"Xiao Liuzi, and the brothers who died in this battle, we avenge you!" Zhang Shan carried the gun and slowly turned around, looking at the headless corpse standing in the distance, looking at the three corpses released side by side on the top of the mountain, suddenly roared, knelt on the ground, threw away the gun, and cried bitterly with his face.

The other soldiers also knelt on the ground, their grief and anger were endless, and they kept shouting.

No matter how hard they are, no matter how hard they are, no matter how hard they are, no matter how hard they are, no matter how hard they are, no matter how hard they are, they are still human beings, flesh and blood, affection and righteousness. They really cannot face the departure of their closest comrades and their faces remain unchanged.

What's more, they are just a group of soldiers who have just stepped onto the battlefield, soldiers who have just experienced the cruel test of blood and fire. They cannot curb the sadness in their hearts. They urgently need to vent their emotions!

"A bunch of cowards, cry! How can there be no immortal on the battlefield?" Yao Weilin cursed angrily, but as he cursed, his eyes suddenly felt a little tingling. With a gentle wiping, he saw a wet tear mark on his fingers!

"How come I'm a woman? Why did I cry too? Is this still my madman Yao?" Yao Weilin stared at the tears on his hand in a daze, his hands trembling, and his heart trembling.

He suddenly realized that the troops he was training now seemed to be different from the mercenary troops he had trained before. The mercenaries in the past were combined for the sake of interests and formed a so-called collective. Although they were brave in fighting and even though they would also cry for the death of their comrades, Yao Weilin suddenly realized that it seemed that the crying of the soldiers in front of him was not the same as the crying of the mercenaries.
Chapter completed!