1802: C1802 A Charge Unafraid of Death

C1802 A Charge Unafraid of Death

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When did I, Lee Nanfang, fall to the point of needing the protection of others?

There is no such word as fear of death in my dictionary. Now, tell me, do you want to protect my safety at the cost of your own life?

Ridiculous!

You guys are so damn ridiculous!

Do I need your protection?

I'll protect whoever can protect me.

Even if I die, I can't let any of you die.

F * ck off on a secret mission.

I will fight my way out with you here.

If you want to protect me, then come out with me alive! "

Lee Nanfang raised his head and sneered crazily. He shouted those words without any logic at all.

An emotion he had never felt before spread from the bottom of his heart. It shook his heart to the point that it trembled, and his eyes flashed with a scarlet color.

The Black Dragon inside Lee Nanfang's Dantian raised its head and puffed out its chest, stimulating Lee Nanfang to let out a roar.

However, after the roar, the Black Dragon suddenly felt that Lee Nanfang's current irritable mood was completely different from before.

This was an emotion the Black Dragon had never felt before.

It was also very confused.

It didn't understand why a barrier suddenly appeared and blocked its way to try to control Lee Nanfang.

It was clearly a simple poke to break through the barrier, but it did not dare to approach it.

He could only linger within Lee Nanfang's body.

He watched as Lee Nanfang borrowed his strength, but was unable to gain any control over it.

That dragon-like roar echoed in the lowest level of the base.

The Flame Group experts who had already gathered at the bottom stairs, all felt an unprecedented palpitation in their hearts.

Accompanying this dragon's roar, all the higher ups of the Flame Group at the back of the large group stood up in unison in shock.

"It's that person, it's him!"

It was Dark Bane, whose Flame Valley had been searching for him for a thousand years.

Action, move now! "

As the branch of the Flame Valley in Europe, they had no reason to not know how important Dark Bane was to King Xuanyuan.

He was even clearer about what would happen after King Xuanyuan obtained Dark Bane.

They wanted to counterattack with Flame Valley.

First, he had to control King Xuanyuan.

Secondly, he had to find Dark Bane.

As long as the two were combined, they could change heaven and earth, pry into the secrets of the Dragonpulse and let the Dragonpulse continue to develop in the direction they hoped.

Not to mention the possibility of such a wish being realized.

Looking at the present.

Lee Nanfang's trembling roar gave them an advantage.

There wouldn't be any grenades that would fly over and turn them into dust.

Some of the members of the Crete Island were armed with cold weapons, and were pushing the giant bulletproof cover towards them.

"Captain, they are starting to attack." From the looks of it, they want to capture us alive. "

The Barbaric Cow observed the situation outside and reported.

Leader Gong Jian also sneered: "You want to capture us alive? What a joke! Black Dragon, do you dare to kill them all? "

Lee Nanfang's speech just now made Gong Jian recognize a completely new him.

Even though his eyes were bloodshot, it was abnormal.

However, Gong Jian believed it.

or it could be said that everyone in this Longteng Team believed him.

The Black Dragon was their comrade.

Comrades fought side by side.

Lee Nanfang laughed.

It truly was a condition that had been possessed by the Black Dragon countless times before, but it did not have any evil properties that the Black Dragon had affected.

His current smile only gave the people around him a feeling of being completely trustworthy.

"Kill!"

A simple word came out of Lee Nanfang's mouth.

Gong Jian also returned the smile that was completely trustworthy and said: "Kill!"

"Kill!"

The little sheep and the Barbaric Cow responded in unison.

"Kill!"

The voices of the other members who were rushing towards the secret base's main entrance exploded in the communication device.

The battle horn was blown.

Lee Nanfang, Gong Jian, Little Sheep, and Barbarian Cow walked out of room 1 and stood side by side in the hallway.

Prof. Zhang Zhidong held two submachine guns in his hands.

Even though his entire body was trembling, he stood up straight.

He could not hear the voice from the communication device in the Soaring Dragon Squad, nor did he know what Lee Nanfang and the others had just experienced.

However, as a soldier of the research unit, he understood what was going to happen next after he was shielded by the four men in front of him.

He just needed to follow.

Follow their footsteps closely.

If they were alive, he wouldn't be in any danger.

If they died, he could also tell the people of another world with a smile that he had once participated in an honorable battle.

The members of the Flame Group who were pushing the bulletproof board forward immediately stopped.

There was only a distance of about twenty meters between them.

The people of Raging Flames hoped that Lee Nanfang's group would surrender when they walked out.

But in reality, a deafening roar entered the ears of everyone present.

"Kill!"

The gun fired.

Following the leader's orders, they wanted to capture the Flame Group members of Lee Nanfang and the others alive, but had given up on using firearms.

However, Lee Nanfang and the others did not have this worry.

Of course, they did not expect that in this narrow space that was only enough for four people to stand side by side, using firearms would cause a great deal of harm to those who were hiding behind bulletproof steel plates.

The reason why they had fired was to unleash their imposing manner.

An imposing manner of meeting a brave man in a narrow path.

Countless bullets slanted out and struck the bulletproof steel plate. The impact forced the Raging Flames member to retreat.

The thousand man team crowded around the narrow entrance and stretched out. The distance stretched for over a hundred meters, stretching all the way up to the first floor.

However, they were forced to retreat five meters away from Lee Nanfang and the other two's first round of gunshots.

When all four submachine guns were shot, they had become a burden. They were useless guns, so of course, they had to show their final worth.

He didn't need anyone to command him.

The four of them made their moves at the same time and threw the guns in their hands.

The bulletproof steel plate that was filled with bullet holes could no longer withstand such a blow and shattered.

The leader of the Raging Flames members was still feeling regretful for the loss of their life saving treasure. Lee Nanfang and the other three, who were already holding onto the Military Thorn, loudly shouted, "Kill!"

It was like a fierce wind passing through, carrying with it a murderous intent as it took the initiative to charge forward.

"Kill!"

Regardless of whether they were in a state of panic, or if their blood was stimulated by that murderous aura, or if they were at the very back of the line and couldn't see the situation in front of them, they were not idiots.

Facing the shouts of the four people.

Facing this fearless charge …

Of course, they had to treat it with the respect they received on the battlefield. They had to shout with power that was even higher than the heavens, and they had to return and welcome it.

The members of the Raging Flames who were charging at the forefront remembered the orders given by their boss and left them alive.

With machetes and sticks in hand, they obviously wouldn't attack the four people's vital points. However, it was still possible to choose shoulders, arms, thighs and even feet that weren't easy to kill.

Straight on, the four people in front, without exception, chose the shoulder blade of the enemy.

Then, without exception, another four armfuls of cold Military Thorn pierced the throat.

In this narrow combat space, a four against one thousand free-for-all couldn't possibly highlight the role of a martial arts expert.

They could only fight head on.

And the warriors of the Soaring Dragon Squad, compared to the mob of raging flames, knew what to do.

Without needing any extra movement, his left hand gently held onto the first wave of the enemy's corpse while the Military Thorn on his right hand pierced forward.

Straight away, then again.

From all the gaps that could be pierced, the blade in his hand would pierce through the enemy's vital points, stepping on the fallen corpses and continuously advancing forward.

Until the "shield" in their hands was chopped into pieces, losing its defensive properties.

"Shift into formation and rush forward with a sharp edge!"

Leader Gong Jian roared.

The four people standing side by side immediately changed formation.

From the front and back, a square-shaped sealed space surrounded Prof. Zhang Zhidong and protected him in the middle.

The Barbarian Cow was charging at the front, Gong Jian and Lee Nanfang were in charge of the two wings, while the little sheep had his back to the back of the hall.

The powerful Barbarian Cow was no longer satisfied with the role of the Military Thorn in his hands.

Once again stabbing the Military Thorn into the throat of an enemy, he lifted his leg and forcefully kicked, causing the corpse of the Military Thorn to fly out with his own Military Thorn, smashing a large piece of land.

Then, with both hands, he would start the work. He would not seek to kill the enemy, but to open up a path to break through the encirclement.

Those hands, which weighed a thousand pounds, dragged everyone in front of him, regardless of their height or weight, behind them like little chicks.

Lee Nanfang and Gong Jian, who were on the left and right flanks, were like perpetual motion machines. They did the same monotonous movements, but they gathered together and did it in unison.

That was to let the Military Thorn in his hands penetrate through all the enemies that the Barbaric Cow pulled over.

He quickly made his move and retracted his hand.

The moment he moved, he would say that the corpse was lying on the ground.

Those smart Raging Flame members who wanted to avoid the raging bulls and attack from the back of the party thought that they could talk about some benefits.

However, what had already happened was a little sheep holding a submachine gun in each of their hands.

After changing her formation, the little sheep only had enemies in front of her. Since she wasn't afraid of accidentally injuring her, there was no need to give up her strength.

The fifty rounds of submachine guns were used by the Sharpshooter as his handgun. Each bullet represented the death of an enemy.

Corpses piled up in the passage.1

Blood dyed everything red.

Perhaps only a minute had passed, or perhaps even longer.

The Barbaric Cow, whose eyes were covered in blood, once again stretched out its hand but was unable to grab anything.

Lee Nanfang and Gong Jian, who mechanically stretched out their hands to stab, froze on the spot.

The line stopped.

The Barbaric Cow wiped the blood off his face. Lee Nanfang and Gong Jian turned around and stood side by side.

In front of them, those people with Flame Group had unknowingly retreated ten meters away.

Another two bulletproof steel plates were set up, blocking the entire passageway.

Those Raging Flames who wanted to compete with the Soaring Dragon members just now could only shrink back in fear.

"Check your injuries and take a breather!"

Leader Gong Jian did not dare to slack off in the face of the enemy's retreat.

Although they had successfully scared off the enemy, the real crisis had only just begun.

Just a moment ago, he had been able to achieve a result that was beyond the imagination of an ordinary person.

However, looking back, they had only advanced ten meters, and had only killed less than a hundred people.

This isn't cutting wheat, this is killing people.

No one really stretched their neck to be cut.

Every time Lee Nanfang and the others attacked, they would use their full strength and choose the most suitable angle to avoid the enemy's desperate counterattack.

The amount of strength and energy consumed was difficult to measure.

When the war was suspended, the initial momentum subsided.

Everyone's only feeling was exhaustion.

Also, Prof. Zhang Zhidong had a bad feeling when he spat out the bile.

"Reporting, the Barbarian Cow's arms were slightly injured, the others are safe and sound."

As the only woman in the team, the little sheep took up the task of checking everyone's injuries and bandaging them.

The Barbarian Cow that had been acting as the sharp edge had its arms covered in bandages.

The situation was getting worse.

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