Liu Yi quickly put the drum on his drum, turned his head and saw that the colonel had left, and muttered in a low voice:

"What awesome, you're not a prisoner..."

"That's also the captive of the adults. If you are like this, you will be tortured and killed by a hundred people..."

Chen Xinglang, who was breathing, had some strength and picked up the cannon barrel to wait for replacement. His words made Liu Yi silent, and he was jealously aiming at the monster trekking among the flesh and blood corpses and continued to shoot.

"Chen Xinglang, don't blame me for not taking care of you. These are recruits. When you survive, you may become a family..."

Amid the sound of the cannon, Chen Xinglang vaguely heard the sound of Chen Xin. Chen Xinglang turned his head and his eyes suddenly stared to the limit. He Mengya, who was wearing a ghost, walked in. He Mengya, wearing thick tactical gloves, held the drum hard, and was panicked and curious inside the fortress. Behind her, Chen Xin showed a smile that men knew was aware of.

Chen Xin left He Mengya and left. Chen Xinglang looked at Liu Yi who was fighting with his bare back, and then looked at his dirty appearance. He suddenly felt inferior and felt embarrassed to come forward to say hello.

"Quick, play the drum..."

Liu Yi quickly emptied the 100-round drums, opened the bullet supply port and waited for the rice to be put into the pot. He Mengya responded crisply, trekking on the sliding shell with one foot high and one foot low. Before falling, he sent the heavy drums to Liu Yi and looked at the other party with a flattering look.

With two eyes wide eyes, He Mengya was waiting for the other party to take it over, Liu Yi was waiting for her to get into the bullet slot, and the next moment, Liu Yi turned his head and scolded Chen Xinglang:

"Which is the one who is blind and sent her? Can the place where the war is fought and let the woman come? I think she is the goddess of victory..."

He Mengya's face suddenly changed, and tears burst out from her eyes. Before she could wait for the tears to fall, she heard Chen Xinglang say;

"She is really the goddess of victory. Those bastards have retreated, those ignorant things have retreated, we have won, we have won..."

Chen Xinglang, who has always been known for his neat appearance and elegant conversation, was like a madman, dancing and shouting in the narrow and scorching fortress. Liu Yi also forgot the drums in the woman's arms, staring blankly at the monsters trekking in the sea of ​​blood outside, turning back and retreating, and thousands of feelings surged in his heart.

The people living in the fortress group rushed out of the dirty fortress and roared at the retreating monsters. Countless people ran to the highest point of the mountain top, looking at the monsters retreating like tides below, cheering with crying sounds. They did not cheer for victory, but cheered for their ability to survive.

Looking from above, two-fifths of the fortress fell, and the corpses of countless monsters filled every gap between the fortress. The accumulated corpses were almost level with the mountain. The green blood was like streams, constantly corroding rocks and concrete. There were no corpses. The rising white mist emitted a pungent smell. After passing the white mist, you can see that the mountain of corpses was surrounded by a sea of ​​fireflies green blood, just like an isolated island. On the isolated island, a small figure stood a broken knife, which seemed weak and would fall down at any time.

At this time, it is most appropriate to describe the mood of everyone by using the survivors of the disaster. People use the warmest and most sincere gratitude to welcome Ouya to return. Ouya, who took back the broken armor, looked pale as paper, and her hair was wet with sweat. When she loosened her tense heart, she could not stand and needed someone to support her.

All the warriors who resisted to the end knew that if Ouya had not restrained more than half of the monsters, the fortress group would have been broken, and they shouted loyal slogans to Ouya like crazy, and had already regarded Ouya as the king in their hearts.

The vast majority of people were caring, and only a small number of people were watching coldly. These people were all soldiers of the Northern Army. The middle-aged sergeant who was the first to respond to Chen's signal was also among them. His ragged military uniform could not hide his upright posture. He frowned and looked at the cheering crowd, and there were tens of thousands of corpses below. His mouth trembled for a few times, but he never came from. He didn't speak, but someone spoke.

"The appetizers have been served. It's time for a big meal below. I hope I can still shout it out then..."

This is a non-commissioned officer in a tattered military uniform. Five scars on his face covered three-fifths of his cheeks. The scar was scratched by a monster at close range. It was able to break the claws of the heavy chariot and did not take his life. It can be said that he was extremely lucky, but at this moment, the fierce soldier only had despair in his eyes.

"We have nowhere to escape underground. Check our equipment and let's die together..."

The middle-aged sergeant sighed without any worries and ordered left and right, this man had a very high prestige, and all the officers and soldiers around him silently carried the machine guns or ammunition boxes and entered the position that others gave up. The scar-faced sergeant touched his empty belly, spat hard, and said helplessly:

"I can't even eat a full meal before my death. I'm really unwilling to give up..."

A soldier with a delicate appearance, thin figure, but with a fierce aura like a cheetah, took out something very generously and threw it to the scar-faced sergeant, and said:

"Please eat this, no thanks..."

The scar-faced soldier caught it and saw that it was a burning bullet. He was so angry that he wanted to curse his mother. The person next to him said enviously:

"Good things, when you die, you will be detonated. Just be cremated. Those things cannot eat you into your stomach..."

When the scarred man heard this, he put away his baby and said in a slander:

"I won't let me eat enough, and I won't let those miscellaneous parts eat enough..."

The soldiers entered the position silently in awe of surprise eyes of the cheering crowd, constantly collecting ammunition boxes thrown by others, as if they were ready to fight hard and fight to the death. Just as they were asking one after another, a roar that shocked the soul came from the direction of the evacuation of the beast group.

In an instant, cheers and laughter disappeared, and the air became tense again. Countless people stared at the darkness in the distance, and heard dull shaking sounds. It was the sound of a giant moving, and the heavy footsteps were like drumsticks, hitting everyone's hearts one after another.

A terrifying scream suddenly sounded from the crowd, and the monsters that had fled before flocked to each other again, easily submerging the vast space covered with countless corpses. Then these monsters devoured the corpses, whether they were human or similar, as if they had been hungry for eight lifetimes.

Tens of thousands of monsters silently devoured the corpses on the battlefield, neat and efficient, as meticulous as a scavenger. In less than half an hour, most of the corpses disappeared, and the remaining corpse mountain quickly shrank. After another ten minutes, the corpse mountain disappeared without a trace.

In addition to the fortress group, there were still corpses left, and the ground in the distance became empty with the secondary retreat of the beast group. In addition to the remaining blood on the ground, there were also the craters left after the explosion, which were almost no different from before the war began.

The heavy and slow pace sounded again, getting closer and louder, and this terrifying voice continued to destroy the courage in everyone's hearts. Even those who had just persisted until the last moment to fight to the death began to become scared.

When the giant ape as high as seven or eight meters appeared step by step in people's eyes, the defeated soldiers who were standing on the position opened their weapons and prepared for shooting, perhaps the civilians and armed personnel looked down on them, and only they themselves knew that the monster group was not terrible. No matter how many of them were, they were just lambs to be slaughtered in the carefully constructed firepower network.

What is really terrifying is the monster that drives the monster. This monster cannot be killed by human power. I don’t know how many elite troops are destroyed under the monster’s claws, and how many Terminator generals are bitten and swallowed by monsters. It is this monster that has the terrifying power to destroy the city.
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