Three armed helicopters flew across the sky quickly, and the rumbling sound was like thunder, deafening.

Soon the helicopter caught up with Hans's team and landed slowly. Then more than 20 wounded people were loaded onto the helicopter and flew out of the desolate land.

"call!"

Without the constraints of the wounded, Hans couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Everything forward, you must find the target before it gets dark today!"

After the words came, more than 200 mercenaries rushed forward and moved forward, and their marching increased by more than two or three times in an instant.

In a low bush not far from them, Rongda held up a telescope and looked at everything about the enemy, then smiled coldly: "Contact the KGB and let them intercept the three helicopters. Let's continue to harass them, and there will be five hours left, and it will be dark in five hours!"

An hour later, three armed helicopters had already flown out of the desolate land, and then after another thirty minutes of flight;

.They finally saw the outline of the city ahead, the tall buildings that towered into the sky, and the urban atmosphere that was rushing towards them, turned out that the world was so beautiful in the eyes of the wounded.

But at this moment, a rumbling sound suddenly came, and then three armed helicopters appeared. They were surrounded, surrounded by one armed helicopter after another!

Everyone changed their faces in an instant. They knew that they could not get through this level no matter what!

Five minutes later, three armed helicopters were forced to land on the ground. They watched a woman rushing towards him with a large number of soldiers, but they did not dare to resist at all!

"Take it all away!"

Sophia walked to the helicopter and ordered coldly!

Ten minutes, only ten minutes, more than 20 wounded and three armed helicopters were taken away. There was no gunshot in the whole process. The scene was harmonious and it was like an exercise or rehearsal!

...

“***!***!”

In the desolate land, Hans finally couldn't bear it after receiving the news. He cursed for a few minutes before gradually controlling his emotions.

He never thought that he wanted to send the wounded away, but in the end he gave them to the KGB with his own hands. But he couldn't say this, and he couldn't let more people know about it, and he could only hold himself in his heart.

Hurt, frustrated!

Hans never expected that his "undefeated God of War" would be so passive on the battlefield one day. It seemed that every step and every move was led by someone else.

This feeling is very unpleasant, but what is even more sad is that he cannot change it!

"Snap the speed, hurry up. We are already very close to them!" Hans gritted his teeth and ordered that now he could only stick to it and persevere at all costs.

But……

"Be careful of the grenade!"

"Lying down, lying down!"

“***!”

Boom boom boom boom!

There were three more grenades, and the explosions splashed with smoke and dust. Some stones as big as fists were lifted up to the sky by the shock wave, and then fell down one after another. I don’t know how many injuries were. Although the injuries were not big, a burst of pain was inevitable.

"Battle, a bunch of bastards!" Hans cursed again. He was hit by a stone. Fortunately, it was not his head but his arm. Even so, a large piece of skin was rubbed off from his arm, and blood oozed out!

"Boss, kill him, it's so fucking frustrating!"

"Boss, I'll chase you!"

"***, chase them and kill them all!"

The repeated provocations finally annoyed the group of mercenaries, and everyone shouted to chase after them and kill them without mercy;

!In fact, at this time, even Hans couldn't help but have the urge to chase after him, but previous experience told him that chasing him would only cause more casualties.

Because as early as the second time they were harassed by the Tianlong Squad, Hans sent a team of thirty people to rush over. As a result, in less than five minutes, the team of thirty people was defeated, and only ten of them ran back alive. The other twenty people were injured or not, in the end, failed to come back!

Obviously they have become corpses!

One failure was the price of twenty corpses, so no matter how angry Hans was, he did not dare to let his men commit suicide. The other party's degree was too fast, so fast that he couldn't believe it.

A grenade can be thrown at a distance of 5 meters under normal circumstances, and it can be easily hit for the machine gun range, but until now the other party has harassed three, four times, three, and four times, but he has not hit a single person.

Not only was the opponent's degree almost at a certain limit, but he was even outrageously perverted. His condition was not like a normal mercenary. Although he was not considered a martial arts master, he was much stronger than a mercenary!

Hans couldn't figure out how the other party's mercenaries were so powerful. What scared him even more was that he didn't know how many such powerful mercenaries were in the other party's team. Is it the only three guys who were responsible for throwing grenades to harass them, or are there many people?

If they had a lot of people, then... Hans dared not continue thinking because he suddenly felt that he might die in this place where the bird would not shit this time.

"Continue to walk and pay attention to the surroundings. As long as we are careful, there will be no major casualties." Hans pondered for a moment, and could only order this way!

“Boss!”

“***!”

A group of mercenaries couldn't help but curse again. At this time, the deputy commander suddenly frowned and walked over. The deputy commander was a white man, but after training day after day after year, his originally white skin was now extremely tanned.

"Hans, do you feel that our opponent this time looks like the Death Team in our mercenary camp?"

"Death Group?" Hans was stunned, suddenly widened his eyes, his eyes flashing!

The Death Team is the elite among the elite mercenary camps. Their existence is the highest secret of the mercenary camp. They are not like the "death soldiers", using suicide attacks to severely damage the enemy. They are the real "death god", and they can all fight ten with one, or even one with one hundred!

Yes, they are all level warriors cultivated through level potions, but people from the outside prefer to call them "God of Death".

There are 300 people in the Death Group, but these 300 people are more terrifying than the 300 people in the mercenary camp.

"You mean they have grade potions, too?" Hans asked with a frown.

The deputy commander's expression was heavy. He did not answer directly, but said: "If the opponent this time is really a Tianlong mercenary, don't forget that the Tianlong mercenary just destroyed the Black Fist Camp not long ago."
Chapter completed!