Who stipulated that hot weapons are not allowed to kill spirits?

No one wants this! ! !

But if this is not the case, how can we continue to maintain the line of defense and resist the attacks of those monsters in this situation of running out of ammunition and food? !

Every operator who watched his companion die in front of him has already prepared in his heart to be the next one.

Even if it is death, it is worthwhile to die, and you have to drag a few backed beasts! !

Even if the young man with a broken arm issued this order, would there really be any team members willing to follow it?

Operators who dare to voluntarily join this operation,

No cowards! !

After shouting the sentence just now, the young man with a broken arm seemed to have lost half his life, and said softly with a pale face:

"Tell the brothers one last time, just say that support will arrive soon."

The young man with a broken arm used sentences that he couldn't even believe, with a forced smile on his face.

"Just say... support will be here soon."

The pale operator was shocked.

There are no fools who can stand here and live to this day.

He naturally heard the meaning of the captain, and also noticed the 'last time' he said.

'Last time' to tell everyone that support will arrive soon....

Is this because the captain knows when the outside support will arrive?

-Obviously the answer is no...

He could hear the real meaning of this sentence.

But it was precisely because he could hear it that he couldn't speak it! !

The pale-faced operator gritted his teeth tightly, and bowed deeply to the captain, who was exhausted and dead-faced, but still holding on to his spirit with an encouraging smile.

"Go." The young man with the broken arm said in a young voice, "For justice."

"Yes!"

Under these words, the pale-faced operator finally couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled back with tears all over his face.

"For justice!!"

...

The pale operator left.

Presumably he will convey these instructions accurately.

The young man with a broken arm looked towards the direction where the operators roared or cried out in grief.

Because of various obstacles, he couldn't even see the backs of each of them, and he couldn't even see the brilliance that bloomed at the last moment of their lives.

The young man with a broken arm looked at the crystal in front of him.

"I'm really an incompetent captain..."

"But even so, there is still something I should do."

The young man with the broken arm took a deep breath, his whole body surging with spiritual energy.

Anyone who has a certain understanding of spiritual power knows that in extreme cases, spiritual power can be exchanged with life force.

Psykers can transform their lives into purer and higher quality spiritual power!

"Convert all my vitality into spiritual power and fill it into this crystal, then the protective light curtain can last at least another 10 minutes."

The young man with a broken arm didn't say a word in his heart.

Even if the light curtain can last for 10 minutes...but can my team members hold on to the line of defense for 10 minutes?

That alienated monster heralds a beginning.

The heretics of the Desire Sect couldn't bear it anymore.

The 17-minute long attack on the three investigation teams of their own has already made them lose their patience.

Next, those cultists will invest in more alienated monsters in a crazier form.

At that time, it will not be as simple as one end and two ends.

But ten, twenty, one hundred! !

Faced with the existence of only one alienated monster, it takes an operator to pay the price of his life to blew himself up to seriously injure him.

So what if dozens of alienated monsters attack at the same time...?

The young man with a broken arm did not want to continue thinking about it.

That was the most desperate result that he could not accept from the bottom of his heart.

Now he can only do everything he can do.

"I hope they can persist for 10 minutes. I hope that within 10 minutes, support can arrive and rescue them all."

The young man with the broken arm closed his eyes and whispered to himself.

There was no one around him. As early as 10 minutes ago, everyone had been dispatched to maintain the defense.

"Nobody deserves to die here."

"If one person is really going to die, then as the captain, I must be the one who must die."

The young man with the broken arm opened his eyes again, with determination in his eyes.

He is ready for everything.

"let's start."

The scarred hand holding the crystal suspended in mid-air gradually moved towards the crystal.

Physical contact can allow life force to flow into the crystal to the greatest extent.

He took his own life as a guarantee that before the brilliance of the crystal disappeared, he would not let that array of weapons erode the corners of his team members' clothes! !

The spiritual power surged in the body, and the life force was drawn from the body and mixed with the spiritual power in the hand.

The severe fatigue caused by the life force being drawn out attacked his spirit, and the face of the young man with the broken arm showed signs of death.

Brothers...you must live for me! !

Just as the hand of the broken-armed youth was about to grab the crystal suspended in mid-air, a violent roar suddenly shook the entire workshop!

The roar was like the roar of some kind of giant steel beast, breaking into this hell of flesh and blood with a fierce momentum! !

Before the young man with the broken arm listened carefully, a burst of dense, almost seamless gunshots rang out at the same time.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang—! ! !

Da da da da da da da da da --! ! !

boom!boom!boom! ! !

The youth with the broken arm opened his eyes wide.

This is... support is coming? !

.....

.......

"...Girl, it's not that I don't believe you." Kenichiro Iishino said with a complicated expression, "It's just that you are really reliable?"

Shintani Kazuhisa, who was sitting next to Iishino Kenichiro, said with a strange expression on his face: "This is indeed a bit... a bit out of the ordinary, shocking the world."

He thought that a long-established Juggernaut wearing two grenade launchers would be ridiculous, but he didn't expect this girl to be even more ridiculous than him!

At this time, three Juggernauts were sitting in a row in the cab of a heavy dump truck.

The cab of this large dump truck happened to have three seats, and all three of them were properly arranged.

Sitting on the left driver's seat, Wei Xuxu, who was driving the two heavy steel behemoths, was full of excitement, as if excited.

Just now, after Wei Xuxu said that there is a way to enter the factory building, she turned her head and let all the warriors get on the body of the dump truck, and the three sword masters entered the cab.

Although everyone was full of doubts, they still did as Wei Xuxu said.

After Wei Xuxu got into the car, she didn't say much, just a word.

"Today, I will let you truly understand why everything can be a sword if there is a sword in your heart."

Then, as the dump truck started, a sharp breath rose from the whole dump truck, and all the doubtful people just lost their language ability.

Whether it was the operators squatting in the truck, the warriors, or the two old sword masters in the cab, their eyes widened and they were dumbfounded in shock.

——What the hell is this? !

How did I feel the sword energy from the dump truck? ! !

Everyone immediately recalled what Wei Xuxu said before getting into the car.

Fuck—! ! !

In the cab, facing the shock and speechlessness of the two old sword masters, Wei Xuxu just pulled the corner of his mouth, then put the microphone that came with the dump truck to his mouth, turned on the broadcast function of the dump truck, and said loudly:

"Kendo is not just as simple as using hot weapons!!"

"Who said a dump truck can't be a sword?"

"Today, I, Wei Xuxu, will once again show the world what the true way of the sword is!"

"This is the Chuang Chuang Sword!!"

As the voice fell, as Wei Xuxu's sword energy continued to bless, and the accelerator pedal was pushed to the bottom, without considering the brakes at all, any driving school teacher could see the operation of the heart bursting, and the whole dump truck let out a beast-like sound. roar.

Under Wei Xuxu's weird operation, the dump truck turned into a fucking outrageous 'sword', and hit the factory building shrouded in red mist! !

"All bow down!"

Wei Xuxu's shout came from the loudspeaker, and the operators and warriors in the truck hurriedly crouched with their heads in their hands.

next moment.

- Boom! ! !

With a loud noise, this dump truck wrapped in sword energy actually broke into the workshop of the headquarters of the Desire Sect, and everyone on it was not affected by any red mist! !

The factory building was torn open by a dump truck, and the red mist was even blown away by the sword energy enveloping the entire dump truck!

Just when everyone is: 'Who am I?where am I?How on earth did she do it? ! ’ At that time, Wei Xuxu’s voice sounded again along the broadcast that came with the dump truck.

"What are you still doing?" Wei Xuxu laughed and shouted, "It's time to work, fools!"

After all, he opened the car door first, jumped down from the cab, quickly raised the HK416 in his hand, and fired the first shot of the war against the equally bewildered hell creatures!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang—!

The brass bullet quickly took away the lives of the hell creatures, and made the operators and warriors in the truck laugh and react.

"Brothers! Fuck the fucking desire sect!!"

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chug chug chug chug——!

Bang bang bang!Bang bang bang!Bang bang bang!

Da-da-da-da--

Boom——!Boom——!Boom——! !

When the mudslide rescue team led by Wei Xuxu broke in, gunshots erupted in the factory building!

Submachine guns with crisp firing sounds, automatic rifles with three bursts of bursts, machine guns with bullets that shoot wildly like no money, and the roar of grenades and grenades in the interlude.

This burst of gunfire echoed throughout the factory like a symphony one after another!

Brass-cast bullets shot out from dozens of hot muzzles, interweaving into a metal storm full of death breath.