Release that Witch

"Coughing cough..." Fanna got up from the volt, and first he was nervous and touched his body and legs. He found that there was no missing and he was relieved.

But the next moment his heart sank again.

There are many people around the fortress guns that are worn by the bone spears. I don’t know if there is any air intake. Some soldiers who are worn with their hands and feet are looking back and forth in the muddy ground to find their broken limbs. This scene made him feel sore and sour. The team of the artillery battalion was cultivated a little bit. From the resistance of the Duke of the West to the attacking Hermes, there was little loss. Now that I have fallen so much, my heart is uncomfortable.

But Fana also knows that now is not the time of sorrow, Miss Angela Nava of the First Army is in the camp of the camp, as long as the wounded are sent there, even if only one breath, Miss Angel can also make it regain its vitality!

"Someone!" He climbed his hands and feet to the side of a seriously wounded person who was punctured. "Come and help me!"

"Adult, I am!" In the dust, two soldiers ran over.

"Take him to the ambulance," Fanna threw the intestines out with the broken meat back into the other's stomach. "Don't drop anything."

"Big... adults," the man screamed, "I..."

"Less nonsense, it is better to save the devil than to save it," Fanner patted his cheek. "Go back soon, I am still waiting for someone to fire, understand?"

After the wounded were sent away, he ran to another first-aid person. "Are you from the camp?"

The other party glanced at the badge on his shoulder and raised his hand to the ceremony. "Yes! What do you have to tell?"

"You continue to be busy with you, and it is important to save people." Fanner waved his hand. "What is the situation in the front line?"

After the artillery position was attacked, the nearly 500-meter-wide front line was full of smoke and dust. Except for the guns closest to him, the situation of the other teams was not known at all. It was only faintly seen that there were many figures running, and there were occasional guns. The roar came. However, even the first-aid classes for the ambulance work came in, but did not see the substitute gunners. This is a bit strange.

"The devil has already attacked, coming from heaven!" The first-aider had a bandage in his hand, and his voice was a little short. "I just came from the central camp and saw the flesh-wing monsters fall to the ground and then played with the heavy-loading team." It’s up.”

Did the devil land after the spear?

That is to say, the current chaos is caused by the invasion of enemies in the rear. The substitutes are temporarily unable to get close to the fortress guns. The rescuers who are coming to the rescue are the reserve teams in the middle, and the front line is still intact.

Recognizing this, Fanner immediately understood his responsibility.

He had to get these fortress guns to work again.

The enemy wants to stop them from bombarding the constantly approaching devil group, and he must not make the other party easy.

As long as the front line is not broken, this enemy will be solved by the reloading team sooner or later.

Although I don’t know where Majesty has found such a group of monster-like warriors, I can bear a bunch of weights comparable to the field guns. I can’t help but see that these elite warriors even face the ferocious devil. Absolutely will not fall.

"The wounded will be handed over to you!"

Vanner trotting down to the bullet box that was scattered all over the place, letting the whole body force to pick up a warhead, swaying back to the barrel and pushing it into the cannon.

Then there are two charges.

What originally required two people to do it became a person, and just filling it up made him feel a little out of breath. After taking a deep breath with his sleeves, he began to adjust the angle of the artillery according to the speed of the enemy.

Just then, the first-aider screamed at him.

"Adult, be careful behind you!"

When the blood that felt the whole body was solidified, he couldn’t even turn back and subconsciously rolled on the spot!

And this move saved him.

Only heard the "beep", an axe passed over the top of his head, slammed on the gun bolt, and shot a series of Mars.

He looked up and suddenly opposite a madman!

"Luo Hao!" The madman pulled up the axe and screamed toward him.

When I finished, Fanna had only one thought left in his heart. Although he had a sabre at his waist, he couldn’t pull out because he was lying down, and even if the handle was in his hand, how could he block the next blow? These guys are all monsters whose strength and speed are far more than ordinary humans!

Seeing that the other side is about to take down the battle axe, Fanna can't help but reach out and stop in front of him.

"Hey!"

An ice wall suddenly rises, and the cross frame is between the two. The axe just falls on the wall and splashes a little ice crystal.

Is this... saved?

He was overwhelmed by the shock, and saw a blue-haired witch with one hand and grabbed it forward, looking calmly at the devil, "to me later."

Fanna clenched his teeth, even if his feet couldn't stand up, he even moved to the side of the witch.

"Hey, cut!"

Even if he does not understand the language of the devil, he can feel the strong anger and killing of the enemy.

The other party rushed out from behind the ice wall, half-squatting down, and the right arm holding the axe swelled.

The witch does not retreat, and the ice spreads under her feet, like the **** who rules the winter.

At the moment when the devil waved his arm, an ice rib rushed out of the ground, and the axe could not help but fly straight, and also folded its arm into a strange shape. A half-gray white bone punctures the surface of the skin, and a few muscles are exposed to the air, which looks very awkward.

Waiting for the other party to scream, the ice crystals that have not been naked have climbed up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few seconds, the enemy is frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Thank you... thank you," Fanner finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not finished yet, the second wave of spears is coming." The witch looked at the dust in the air, "Miss Morrier!"

By the way, he suddenly remembered that the devil's spear attack was intermittent. Since the madman had been able to drive the arm to swell, it meant that the sky was once again dangerous.

But who is Ms. Morel in the life-saving population? Is it really ok to avoid it now?

"give it to me."

Just as he was puzzled, a slightly childish voice came from afar.

Then Vanner saw an incredible scene!

There was no sign of a translucent blue sphere on his head, and it expanded like aeration, and soon included nearly ten meters around it. At the same time, the tentacles on both sides of the ball swing to the left and right, and the lightly wounded who have not been sent away are dragged into the sphere of the sphere.

The enemy's attack also arrived at this time.

Five or six bone spears are shot like lightning, and they penetrate straight into the ball. Fanna can clearly see the ripples drawn by the spear tip, just like piercing into the thick water. The turbulent cymbals overlap each other, causing the ball to tremble, as if it would break at any time, but in the end, the bone spear stood still a few meters from the ground.

"Good job," the blue-haired witch took away the ice in her hand and then looked at Fanna. "The danger here has been ruled out for a while, and you can retreat with your men."

"That's how it works," the latter bit his teeth and braced to climb from the ground. "I haven't let the **** guys suffer enough."

Now he only has to complete the final step.

Vanner limped to the front of the fortress, grabbed the rope, and yanked back!

The hot muzzle of the wind instantly blew away the diffuse floating dust, and the fortified moment of the artillery position that had been silent for a quarter of an hour rang again and again!