Welcome to the lost world

"Hold!"

The tattooed man swore angrily and rolled behind the box.

Chu Feng's reaction was not slow and he immediately swooped out.

The hot metal door fragments passed less than a centimeter away from his scalp, and he could vaguely smell the smell of his hair being burned.

"ah!!!"

The female student screamed in panic, and Xiaopang hugged her and rolled to the side; the man with glasses hugged his head and lay on the ground, looking horrified; the black hair shrank in the corner; the crew cut hid by the door unscathed.

The only person who suffered was the middle-aged uncle facing the door.

The intestines continued to flow out from the hideous wound, and the bleeding was so severe that it could not be saved at a glance.

The uncle looked at the wound in disbelief, vomiting blood from his mouth, "How could... be like this?"

The hope that had just risen was suddenly extinguished.

Unbelievably cruel.

"Gun, give me the gun!"

The flathead yelled in the direction of the black hair.

The black-haired man looked around and found a row of old-fashioned submachine guns on the gun rack behind him.

"Here, take it!" The black hair threw a handful.

Flathead took the submachine gun, pulled the bolt skillfully, and without looking, pointed a shuttle towards the door.

There were several screams, and from Chu Feng's angle, he could just see several people in yellow military uniforms falling to the ground after being hit by bullets.

He looked at the dark green military uniform he was wearing again.

battlefield!

Chu Feng was sure, this was a battlefield!

And they are the most consumables on the battlefield - soldiers!

"If you don't want to die, come with me!"

The flat-headed dragon walked like a tiger, kicked open the box in front of the tattooed man, took out a few grenades from inside and hung them on his waist, and jumped out first.

"Leizi?"

The tattooed man excitedly stuffed a few pills into his arms and followed.

"No, don't be stunned. He is obviously a veteran. We must follow him to survive!"

The brunette kicked the gun to everyone's feet.

The man with glasses gritted his teeth, picked up the gun and jumped out as the third one.

"What are you doing, you stinky fat pig? Get out of here and take your hands away!"

The female student covered her arm, which was sore from being pressed by the fat boy, and slapped her away.

The little fat man was so stunned that he weakly explained: "I am saving you..."

"Who wants you to save!"

"Come on, in the game, only when newbies keep up with veterans can the pass rate be increased."

After the black hair finished speaking, he went out. The female student and the fat man hesitated for a moment, then followed him tremblingly.

Chu Feng picked up the gun, determined the position of the safety, and walked to the door.

The middle-aged uncle was not dead yet, "Help, help me, my wife and son are still waiting for me to go back. The company, the company has closed down, and I don't want to jump into the river. Yes, I can be saved if I have money. I don't want to." Die, save me..."

Chu Feng frowned. On the battlefield, there was no way he could survive such a serious injury.

"Sorry, there's nothing I can do."

He picked up a grenade, put it in the uncle's arms, lowered his head and got out.

The uncle looked desperately at the weapon in his hand that he had only seen in movies and TV.

After a while, several soldiers in yellow yelled something he didn't understand and crawled in. The uncle smiled miserably and pulled the ring.

boom!

A series of explosions cut off the train and completely paralyzed it.

The whistling of bullets, the shouts of soldiers, and the roar of artillery fire combined into a symphony called death.

Several people advancing in the trenches were hit by soldiers from time to time and fell on the road.

The female student was so frightened that she screamed repeatedly. An officer pointed at her and cursed her, but she was able to understand the difficult German.

"Shut up if you don't want to die."

The flat-headed eyes were cold, and those eyes filled with murderous intent had an evil aura that could only come from having blood on your hands.

The female student stopped making noise and knelt on the ground retching.

The fat man couldn't help but vomited all over the floor. The bespectacled man and the black-haired man didn't look good either. They were both on the verge of collapse.

"who are you?"

Chu Feng leaned against the trench and asked.

"Me? Ha, I am the guide, your novice benefit."

The flat-headed man winked with a relaxed expression, but suddenly his eyes narrowed, his head tilted back, and the bullet grazed the tip of his nose and shot into the ground.

"Grandma's!"

With a quick glance back, the instigator successfully received the lunch box.

Seeing this scene, Chu Feng's pupils shrank, relying on his reflexes to dodge bullets?

Could this be extraordinary power?

"If you don't want to die, just shoot. This is a lost world. There is no need to be mentally burdened. Your mission is to stay alive!"

Flathead demonstrated the use of a submachine gun.

After a period of confusion, several men took the lead in overcoming their psychological burden and tried to shoot at the enemy shadow down the slope.

It was their first time to use firearms, and they had no accuracy at all. Except for Chu Feng, the bullets flew into the sky due to the recoil.

Flathead glanced at him one more time.

Chu Feng had a wide range of hobbies, and shooting club was one of them. However, this was the first time he used this old-fashioned submachine gun, and the strong recoil made his shoulders hurt.

"You're such a bastard, give me the gun!"

The tattooed man who doesn't have a gun wants to steal the gun from his glasses.

Of course Glasses disagreed, "What are you doing? There are dead people over there, don't you know how to pick them up?"

"Fuck you!"

The tattooed man punched the spectacled face.

The lenses of the man's glasses were broken, and his gun was taken away from him in pain.

The tattooed man jumped onto the trench with his gun in his hand. He swept the shuttles wildly and seemed to hit one. Then he jumped down with a proud look on his face.

"Wuhu! Did you see your brother Biao's marksmanship, little sissy, show your skills in the future and don't provoke anyone you can't afford to offend."

Brother Biao patted his glasses face provocatively.

The glasses turned dark.

"Okay, no more internal strife, now report your mission levels." Flathead scolded.

Brother Biao immediately became unhappy, "Mom, who do you think you are..."

Before he finished speaking, a figure with a crew cut appeared in front of him.

His shot was like lightning, and he hit Brother Biao with an uppercut in the abdomen. UU Reading www.uukanｓhu.net There was a muffled sound, and Brother Biao's eyes bulged out. He clutched his stomach and fell to the ground vomiting yellow water.

"Remember, don't mess with people you can't afford to mess with."

Flathead's eyes were cold, and he returned what Brother Biao had just said intact.

Chu Feng could see it more clearly this time. The speed of the flat head was quite astonishing, the strength was also terrifying, and the overall function may be close to the limit of the human body!

Extraordinary power.

"My mission level is shown as Lv1." The black hair cooperated first.

"Me too."

"Same."

Finally, Chu Feng nodded and said: "Lv1."

"Are they all Level 1 missions?" Flathead grinned and said, "That's easy. We should be the victors in this battle. Just hold on until the end of the battle."

Infer the degree of danger from the task level?

I see.

Chu Feng remembered it.

This should not be all of the mission, because the mission time indicates that you have to survive for 30 days, and there may be battles after that.

But as long as you persist in surviving, you will be rewarded and become a transcendent.

"How many missions have you experienced?"

Chu Feng asked while firing.

Flathead snorted, "This is the third time."

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows. In other words, the harvest from two missions can make people grow into extraordinary beings?

It doesn’t seem too difficult?

A grenade drew a perfect arc and landed at Chu Feng's feet.

The flat head was separated by Chu Feng, and he had no time to deal with the grenade. He simply pulled Chu Feng's shoulder and half-raised Chu Feng in front of him, "Block it, thank you."

Looking at the smoking grenade at his feet, Chu Feng was stunned.

Hold!

I became a human shield!