Personal Wife of the King

"Yes, Lord Soul-Killer." The crowd nodded. The local law and order was really bad, but when such a big thing happened, there must be police coming, but there has been no response for so long. This could not help but make Soul-Killer more confused and upset. How did these people delay the arrival of the police.

At this time, there were a lot of gunmen's calls from outside, and Soul Killer couldn't help but tremble in his heart. This was troublesome, and they would definitely be found by them.

"Everyone is ready, they're here." Soul loader loaded the bullet, holding a G36, and placed it on top of the bunker. The members of the Hades also picked up the rifle and walked softly to the bunker, waiting for the gunmen to enter their range. From the appearance, these gunmen should be locals, and the weapons they are holding are also "civilian weapons" such as AK rifles and RPG rocket launchers. According to preliminary judgments, they should be armed by local gangs, not by outsiders. The people, members of the Hades, including Soul Killer and Magic Girl, are all foreign nationalities, and their weapons are imported. In contrast, they are much easier to use than those gunmen.

Soul Killer adjusted the shooting mode to three rounds of fire. As a practitioner, he does not usually use rifles, but out of personal preference for firearms, the Soul Killer's training room is almost a small arsenal. The army's equipment was everything he had. As for the members of the Hades who came this time, they also carried firearms for self-defense.

Bang, bang, bang.

Soul killing was pre-emptive. As soon as the gunfire sounded, two gunmen fell down, bullets penetrated their necks and brows, blood flowed out, and they died on the spot, and everyone fired, and the entire alley was "ignited" at once.

"Be careful, watch out for rockets," shouted Soul-Crushing. The alleys were criss-crossed and mostly chaotic, and there might be several mobs in the window holding rocket launchers and heavy machine guns. Hades Most of the members had accurate marksmanship. Although there were only twenty or so people, a very strong fire was also formed in the narrow alleys. It didn't take long for more than a dozen gunmen to fall, blood was flowing, and bodies were everywhere.

"Everyone, slowly pull back." Soul exclaimed loudly, looking at the empty magazines on the ground. Although the fighting quality is high, the bullets can not be held for so long. These magazines are all They carry it with them. Counting it, a person's magazine bag will carry up to three or four magazines. If they fight like this, they will definitely lose out.

boom.

Suddenly, there was an explosion sound not far away from the soul killer. The shock wave caused great damage to the eardrum. When the soul killer turned his head and looked at it, a member was lifted by the shock wave and fell to the ground. Blood was flowing. His body was covered with blood. Shrapnel.

"Save him," exclaimed Soul Killer, and as soon as his voice fell, several bullets hit the player's chest.

"Rely on it." Soul exclaimed swearing, shot at the gunners a few times, and fell down several people. There came a foreign language that Soul Explained did not understand, and only saw a few grenades being thrown over. If the gun doesn't work, the gunners use the grenade of the rocket launcher and want to kill them all.

"Quickly withdraw." Soul-crying shouted, the team members began to withdraw from the back, there are many alleys here, they can fight in the streets inside.

"Five of you, stay with me to cover." Shihun said to several people around him, and several bullets passed over his face. He was shocked to get down and hide behind the cover.

"Yes, sir."

"Maggie, you take someone, cover the wounded first, find a place to hide, and then send me a message."

"Okay, be careful." Maggie nodded, if there were only a few gunmen, there would be no way to kill the soul.

"Relax." Destroyer pulled out a grenade from his pocket, pulled the insurance away, and threw it across the other side.

boom.

Destroying souls was thrown into a wooden building, many of which were crumbling dilapidated houses. The bomb smashed the wooden beams, and the whole building collapsed, blocking the alley.

"Let's withdraw, too." Destroyer knocked down the remaining few people to the ground and quickly collected their magazines. If these people had already planned to kill them, they must have returned. With support, they don't leave now, they will soon catch up.

"Yes, sir."

"Yes."

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Yanjing, training base.

More than a thousand female soldiers, after two days of selection, there were only less than 400 people left. Ye Shikai understands these processes. Among these people, about 150 people will be selected as a new batch of women's special forces. A group of female members who joined Longya only had ten people, which was really one of them.

Ye Shikai is a tactical instructor for these female soldiers, but speaking, he is more like a teacher, mainly teaching some theoretical things ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There are many things that are not encountered in conventional troops. Ye Shikai was even more surprised that among these female soldiers, there were actually from the Cultural Regiment.

For example, the Zheng Ruoxin in front of Ye Shikai.

"Cough, hold your hands high, hold steady." Ye Shikai held a tree branch and tapped gently on the shoulder of the female soldier named Zheng Ruoxin.

Gun training, this is one of the basic training, but holding a gun for four or five hours at a time, this is a very tiring thing.

"I said this lesbian, aren't you from the Cultural Workers' League, come here to make some fun." Ye Shikai sat on the chair next to her and enjoyed the treatment of the instructor. This is of course arranged before.

Seeing that Zheng Ruoxin was silent, Ye Shikai didn't say much. He had seen many similar soldiers. When he first started training, he clenched his teeth and kept on. The next few days were the real test. The number was large. He is also only responsible for the training of one of the teams. Speaking of which, several of this team are from the Cultural Regiment.

"Wenya, you are here." At this time, Wenya slowly walked over and sat next to Ye Shikai, picking up his bowl and eating meat slices.

"Hey, that's mine." Ye Shikai took the bowl with dissatisfaction.

"Why, I think I'm dirty, I can't use your bowl."

"What are you talking about? I'm talking about my mutton roll." Ye Shikai grabbed the bowl and muttered distressedly.

"Cut, how many people have you eliminated?"

"Originally there were only thirty-nine people left." Ye Shikai looked at the list. There were a lot of forks on it. Every time he left a selection team, he crossed out one with a black pen.

End of this chapter