Suddenly an armed force emerged, and the Atonement Army, still on the city wall, felt quite pressured. They lifted the branches covered by wind and snow, and there was a machine gun hidden under it.

Before the soldier who was operating the machine gun had put his hands on the handle, two bullets were connected to the edge of the city wall, and the flying stones scratched his face.

Yu Lian took a kneeling position and nervously took out the bullet and prepared to load it again.

Warriors ran past on both sides and rushed forward screaming.

Xiang Du didn't want to rush, and he jogged at the end with the artist and the short ones. Although there was still a risk of being hit, the degree of dispersion of these three made the enemy not want to hit them as soon as possible.

The one who called the most was Inspector Nawu. The bullets flying from the city were like eyes, either on his left or right or up and down, and in short, no single shot flew towards him.

"They are going to close the city gate!" Taihe waved his arms and "stop them."

Dazhuang shot while rushing, and after firing two bullets in the gun, he spat out the spare ammunition.

The soldiers were fearless and rushed down the steep slope, everyone endured the rain of bullets.

The Atonement Army closed the city gates quickly, and the people on the city walls were also trying hard to suppress them, and the soldiers in the charge fell down like mowed grass.

The second child called on the civilians to leave quickly, and the outside of the city was definitely not allowed to go, and it became a war zone, and the enemy troops in the city would also go here to reinforce when they heard the gunshots.

The civilians kept taking revenge on the enemy soldiers on the ground. They kicked and beat them happily. When someone pointed at them, they would escape far away.

"Stop fighting! Go quickly!"

No matter how hard it is to punch someone who loses resistance, it is meaningless. The second brother took advantage of the time when the defenders had no time to pay attention to him and asked people to escape into the city as much as possible.

Becky knew it was time, and the people in the room had already escaped. She took the bear's hand and came to the door carefully.

Before they could step out, a bloody hand grabbed the door, and then the owner of the bloody hand was pushed into the house by a force.

It was an enemy soldier who was lying on the ground and was beating three people at the same time.

The beaten soldiers screamed and gradually disappeared.

The bear was so scared that he shivered. He hid behind Becky who had been smaller than him twice and closed his eyes completely.

The dick got into the room and pulled Becky out and pointed in the direction of the city: "Run! Run as fast as you can! Boss! Boss! Boss! I'm the second..."

His brothers had already run for hundreds of meters and were with the first echelon.

Becky heard an elderly voice in the chaotic crowd.

"Miss! Miss!"

"Mr. Fei?" Becky recognized the old housekeeper in the crowd of fleeing people, "Mr. Fei! I'm here! Here!"

One master and one servant walked towards each other, Mr. Fei was still holding the little kid who was crying in the Pu family, and Becky was also holding a bear with his eyes closed.

Becky was knocked down while running. She didn't feel any pain when she got up, and she rushed to the scene with all her might.

The little bear is different, and many adults are not his opponents.

Mr. Fei held Becky with one hand and held the child with the other.

The old man was crying in the reunion, and Mr. Fei was moved: "I'm sorry to you! I'm sorry to you..."

The fierce machine gun fire completely covered Mr. Fei's words below. The dick ran a few steps and shouted: "Don't reminisce about the past! Go away quickly! Mr. Fei, you have to take good care of them."

"Sir, let's go together."

The second child looked at the city gate. This door that had never protected the people in the city was closing, and he vowed to be desperate.

The surging crowds avoided the second brother of the family, and he was the reef in the sea.

The crowds are passing by quickly, and fewer and fewer people are behind them.

"Take them away!"

The second child pushed Mr. Fei and went upstream without hesitation.

Becky wanted to reach out and pull the dick back, but Mr. Fei tried his best to hug his lady.

The girl kept breaking free, and Mr. Fei pulled her back again and again. The group struggled to resist the crowd and evacuate into the city even more difficult.

The advance team outside the city was still charging. They were wearing pure white sheets and blended with the snow around them. The surging and furious fearlessness was bloody and courage.

They were covered with dense bullets and suppressed with a single weapon in their hands.

Some people kept falling to the ground and turning into snowflakes, dyeing the white earth red.

The city gate was closed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and four enemy soldiers pushed the door hard.

"Cover Shooting!"

Taihe gave an order, and he could not sit idly by the people who were sprinting recklessly. He immediately raised his gun to shoot the city gate, hoping that the bullet could pass through the city gate and hit the enemy behind him.

The city gate destroyed everyone's hope. Once this gate was closed, the soldiers outside the city became mobile targets.

Xiang Du slowed down the speed behind him. The people in front of him had already stopped and fired, so he learned to shoot, but the bullets were far from the target.

The artist pressed Xiang Du's gun and howled angrily: "Run, don't stop! Go to the city!"

The bare snow is full of dangers, and only by running to the dead corner of the machine gun shooting can you temporarily be safe.

The soldier in front was smashed by a machine gun, and the bullet left a crater on the ground, attacking Xiang Du in a line.

At that moment, Xiang Du was too regretful and this life was explained.

He closed his eyes and waited for death, but thanks to good luck, the bullet stopped when it flew to his feet, and the machine gun on the city wall needed to be replaced.

When he opened his eyes, he thought he was cold, but he saw the back that was still charging forward in front of him.

The artist grabbed Xiang Du's arm and pulled it forward.

"Don't stand there! Run!"

Xiang Du collapsed in an instant, and he screamed and threw down his gun, running like a frightened hare.

The bullets are still taking away the lives of the soldiers, and they sprinkled their blood on this land.

Xiang Du felt that it was not enough to throw away the gun. He threw away the marching bags and broke away from these constraints. His speed became extremely fast, and he soon ran from the end to the center of the team.

On the other hand, Nawu, who was rushing in the front, was about to reach the city gate, one meter away from the city gate, and the bullets on the city wall no longer caused damage to him.

But he couldn't arrive before the city gate closed, so he held the flag with one hand, took out his pistol with the other hand, and shot all the bullets on the city gate.

It was useless, and the door was about to be completely closed.

At this moment, a figure flew into the middle of the two doors and stuck the huge city gate with his own body.

Nago found that this person was very familiar with his shiny bald head and burly body, being punched and kicked by a soldier who was closing the door.

The second brother hugged a city gate with both hands, endured the squeezing of huge force and the stormy fist, and opened a path for the soldiers with his flesh and blood.

"Brothers! Hurry!"

Excited, Nawu repeatedly urged the warriors behind him. When he turned his head, he saw a cold gun placed above the man at the city gate.

The second brother of the family was unable to escape the shot in the end, but his perseverance made him persevere until the end. Despite losing his vitality, the soldiers of the Atonement Army were still unable to remove the obstacle.

The soldiers at the front arrived at the city, and seven or eight people pushed the city gate open little by little.

"Push!"

The second brother of the family fell down like a kite with a broken string. His body lost its vitality and his hands completely released the city gate.

Some people say that he did not look like a nobleman during his lifetime, but rather an irritable laborer. But he carried the rare aristocratic spirit and sacrificed himself for his own good and was full of glory.

Then, the soldiers entered one after another, and the Atonement Army at the North City Gate was out of sight.

Nawu hugged his uncle's body, and his mouth was filled with anger and resentment.

The soldiers on both sides were beside the inspector, firing guns at the bottom of the city and inside the city.

The soldiers frequently fired bullets of hatred to dismantle the remaining defensive power.

Just when the battle was fierce at the gate of the city, Becky and Mr. Fei ran through countless street intersections with the fleeing crowds.

Thousands of people were running around aimlessly, very crowded and chaotic, and there were people in any direction.

Just as Mr. Fei and his three children passed the third street intersection, the surging team stopped.

The people behind cannot see the situation ahead and blame it for no reason.

The reason why the people in front stopped was because there were neatly arranged Atonement Army soldiers in front of them.

Two machine guns blocked the entire street intersection, and dozens of rifles were all aimed at the civilians on the street.

I don't know who shouted, and the crowd was in an uproar again, and people pushed aimlessly. Becky squeezed to the right on the left, and someone was jumping to observe.

This old and third young man was squeezed into a dilemma.

The Atonement Army pulled the bolts and bullets gushed out, harvesting fresh life.

When Mr. Fei heard the gunshots, his first reaction was to protect the children.

The portrait is like a grass hit by the strong wind, bent her waist repeatedly.
Chapter completed!