Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 270 It’s impossible for my recruiter to fail like this twice!

The wind and rain are swaying, and the turbid waves are emptying.

Yuan Zhisheng stood in the deep night with a gun and a knife.

The black sea shook violently, and the four Xumizuo also swayed. Yuan Zhisheng's retainers Yasha, Crow and Sakura stood beside Yuan Zhisheng.

Yasha held a double-barreled shotgun and was filling it with red shotguns one by one. Crow used tape to connect the two long magazines front and back, and then inserted them into the submachine gun, which made it easier to change the bullets. Increase battery life.

As for Sakura, she was empty-handed and didn't hold any weapon, because she was a sharp demon sword.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at Crow and Yasha, slightly puzzled: "By the way, the weapons in your hands may not even be able to penetrate the scales of the corpse guards. Are you going to use the shotgun as a fire stick?"

"Young Master, to tell you the truth, I have already mastered the skill of using a gun! It can be said that I have no gun in my hand, but a gun in my heart. Moreover, killing corpses and guarding is inherently justified by faith. I think I can do it, that is OK!"

The corner of Yasha's mouth curled up, revealing a wild and cool smile.

Crow directly gave Yasha a roll of his eyes, and complained angrily: "This guy went too late, the weapons depot was emptied, and only the shotguns were left. Originally, I wanted to get a Maxim." of!"

The next moment, livid figures suddenly appeared in the white waves rising into the sky. The corpse guard had arrived at the sea!
Despite sleeping for thousands of years, these corpse guards are still burly and ferocious.

At this time, a series of dull hums suddenly came from under the sea, and sounds rang out from the communicator at the same time.

Counting their snake-like long tails, these corpse guards are at least five meters long. Their huge bodies twist in the air, as fast as wild dragons.

Although these words are indeed speechless, having this kind of two hundred and five will definitely make people feel a little more relaxed...

"Everyone, the corpse guard group has reached a hundred meters underwater, and the depth bombs deployed are exploding in series!"

"The survival rate of corpse guards is 46%!" A loud roar sounded in the communication channel, "Attention all units! 46% of corpse guards have survived!!"

It was as if one day I suddenly discovered that I had traveled to Hiroshima, Japan on August 1945, 8. America's two atomic bombs were about to attack. Just when I was in panic and despair, an otaku next to me looked disdainful and laughed: "Na na na, it's just a 'secondary origin'. Why should we be afraid of this when we recruit men?"

The speed of these zombie guards rushing out of the sea reached 60 kilometers per hour. Under the action of inertia, they directly jumped three or even five meters into the air, which gave everyone on the Xumizuo a good opportunity to attack.

The people on the Xumi Seat looked down at the sea. The originally dark sea was already radiant, as if a raging fire was burning under the sea!

Hearing this, the corners of Yuan Zhisheng's mouth curved slightly, and there was a faint smile in his eyes. At this critical moment of life and death when the corpse guard army was about to attack, it was quite pleasant to have one or two 250 gags around him.

Having been exposed, Yasha scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and chuckled: "After all, we are all young master's retainers. We can't just live for free. It's better to have a gun than not to have one."

Each of those depth bombs contains tens of thousands of hard steel balls. These steel balls are bound to the same horizontal plane. Their explosion trajectories and firelights are perfect circles. Any creature passing through these death circles will be killed. Cut directly.

In just half a second, the shock wave of the depth charge reached the sea surface, setting off waves of white waves.

At the moment when the Corpse Guards were floating in the air, gunshots bursting like thunder suddenly rang out. The continuous bullets were like a rainstorm flying backwards, tilting from the ground to the air, hitting the hard scales of the Corpse Guards, and bursting out. A dense fire!

Under the terrifying fire suppression, most of the corpse guards were pushed back into the sea by the rain of bullets, and torpedoes arrived just as expected!

Although this kind of small torpedo is small in size, it is powerful. Loud noises burst out instantly on the sea. The triple naval gun on the Xumizuo roared non-stop, and the sparks were deafening!
Yuan Zhisheng stood on a high platform, holding a heavy sniper rifle in his hand, shooting at the corpse guard above the water from a high position. Although his heavy sniper rifle did not fire quickly, the bullets were accurate and the gun was deadly. "The second wave of corpse guards is coming!!" A loud shout sounded from the communicator.

The first wave of corpse guards had triggered all the depth charges, so the second wave of corpse guards were completely undamaged. In an instant, hundreds of livid bodies jumped out of the water and launched a fierce attack on the ship!

Yuan Zhisheng kept pulling the trigger, killing corpse guards one after another with precision. Although these corpse guards were still far from threatening Xumi Zuo, his heart gradually sank to the bottom.

There have been casualties and ships have sunk. If the corpse guards attack in waves, everyone present will be destined to die here...

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from the communicator next to Yuan Zhisheng's ear.

"Zhisheng, retreat. Caesar's team has been wiped out. The current situation is no longer something we can solve."

"Dad!?" Yuan Zhisheng was suddenly startled. The voice of Masamune Tachibana appeared on the communication channel.

The next moment, Yuan Zhisheng's tone changed, and he spoke coldly and decisively: "We cannot retreat. If all the corpse guards are not nailed here, if there is even one omission, it will have extremely terrible consequences!"

"I know, Zhisheng." Tachibana Masamune's voice was a little low.

"But there is nothing we can do about it. The nuclear bomb did not explode, and Eri is missing again. Our previous arrangements have been destroyed. We can't continue. Stop the losses in time. Don't let the family's blood be wasted here. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Zhisheng fell silent.

He suddenly felt that Masamune Tachibana on the other end of the phone was a bit strange.

When he was still a child, Minamoto Chisheng once asked Tachibana Masamune a question.

"What is a hero?"

At that time, Tachibana Masamune smiled and rubbed Minamoto's head: "Heroes, they are for the sake of righteousness, and they are all great people. Do you want to be such a person?"

"Yeah!" The young Yuan Zhisheng clenched his fists and his eyes were bright.

However, more than ten years have passed, and the child who once aspired to be a hero has now become a manipulator with the blood of innocent children on his hands.

The father who once taught his children to do something he knew he couldn't do, now advises him to cut his losses in time and accept humiliation.

"Sure enough... nothing remains unchanged." Yuan Zhisheng said silently.

Seeing that Yuan Zhisheng didn't reply for a long time, Tachibana Masamune on the other end of the phone seemed a little anxious.

He hesitated for a long time and finally said something.

"Children, help from the Gattuso family will be here soon. You should retreat first."

(End of this chapter)