The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 1330 Little Soldier B: We'd better not move anymore.
"Damn it." Lao Wang cursed, he is not Li Leisi, Wushuang can do it, stealth is useless, it is easy to get down, but it is difficult to get up, "I knew it would directly blow up the reactor. Hetui didn't catch anything, what a **** Unnecessary!"

"Sure enough, what I am best at is going into the room and taking advantage of the situation to be considerate and comfort the heart!"

"Ball sack??"

"Yup!"

Lao Wang, who was enlightened in Longchang, weighed the relic in his hand, showing a radiant and passionate smile, and his whole body was about to glow: girls and daughters-in-law who have been oppressed by the evil forces of semi-feudalism and semi-capitalism, what the hell? coming!

When Master Wang put his two legs on the battlefield to dig out a long-lasting gray dragon, several mercenaries in the mirage area happened to be lucky enough to catch a glimpse of this disheveled creature running away from the enemy in the opposite direction. back.

"Brothers, the situation is a bit wrong, why don't we sneak out too!"

"You take yourself too much, watching other people poop and prick you, don't you really think that the supervisor team behind is just a display?"

"The clothes are all gone, and it looks like it has just been resurrected. Those who have such life-saving props and dare to be deserters must be those related to the landlords. We don't want to think about those who have or don't. We are lucky if we survive. It's not bad luck to die, at least Mr. Bernstein never lost the pensions of our wife and children through the blood of soldiers!"

"If I live today, the bottle of wild ginseng wine I cherished will be shared with everyone—"

"Okay, you should rest, you have said the words of the car [-] times, I don't even see what the hell the wine bottle looks like, or you kid just let the ball die, and I will pick one later. In the evening, wear the stars and wear the moon to find your wife and drink together!"

"Hahaha!"

A small team of more than a dozen people fought and fought, and the servants of fate and armored units were spread out on the outside line and huddled together, moving with difficulty at a turtle's speed in the group of two dogs who couldn't see other colors.

They are just low-level mercenaries, workers, and poor people who have been separated from the large army. Regardless of their personal strength, equipment level, fighting will, or destiny servant quality, they are not the same as those of the seven major families. On the same level, it belongs to the kind of twin tyrants who can lay off a group of employees with one shot.

But luckily, there are almost no such terrible things as the twin tyrants and the four dogs in the corner of the corner they are in. As far as the eye can see, there are only dogs No. 1 and No. 2.
This is still rice!
Facing the raging tide of dogs, a dozen or so people were struggling like ants in a rainy day, and then, there was nothing in front of them, only a not-so-big feline beast with a head that exploded like a sea urchin Dirty Braid was biting a six-winged weasel that was only qualified to be equipped by the Air Force Guards Battalion while letting out a low growl to protect its food. Its huge and dangerous eyes were squinting at them.

"help me"

The pro-guards of the Guards Battalion, whose armor logo was eye-catching under the feet of the feline beasts, made intermittent sounds.

The faces of more than a dozen people turned into a liver color at that time, and gradually turned green.

They have no way of knowing how fine the guards trained by the sons of the 7 big families are. In short, let’s not worry about it, the six-winged ferret can easily kill dozens of them like them like tearing spicy strips!
save?
We take the lead to save you?

When the guards saw that this group of people seemed to sneak away quietly, their bloodshot eyes became reddened by being stepped on, and they burst out with deep-seated hatred: "You, this group"

puff!
Under the sharp claws of the feline beast, the guards were trampled open from the legs up to the chest, and several fragments of broken intestines sprayed out and rolled all over the ground. He turned around and faced them, as if he was already in the posture of attacking.

"Excuse me."

More than a dozen people moved silently, moved, moved, moving quietly like crab ghosts in an old castle.

"Buck. I think I peed my pants."

"Shh!"

"Hey, I didn't eat us, my bottle of ginseng wine."

"To shut up!"

After moving out for more than 200 meters, more than a dozen people showed expressions of relief under the new round of dog sea.

"Then what the hell is it? A guard! A guard riding a weasel! Just one kick. One kick." A person gestured and frightened: "He died with a puff? Dead? Get trampled to death by a fucking kick?"

"It might be something next to that guy!"

"Don't worry about what this thing is, even the standard fate servants are frighteningly trembling, why don't you run away and think about this kind of difference?"

"Let's go, let's go, find the big troops, it's best to find a small--"

There was no sound in an instant.

A group of people were stunned to find that the companion who spoke just now had turned into more than a dozen neat fragments piled up next to a small white skeleton with a height of Mixu.

The little skull has big hands and feet and a huge head, but its body is extremely small, like a Q version of an animated character, with pure white flames burning in its eye sockets, and now it is looking at them with its head tilted, even a little bit cute .

Boom~
Far away, a heavy hammer connected to a chain bombarded the ground, splashing a holy flame explosion, mixed in the flames were countless comrades-in-arms of the seven major armies, like duckweed in the wind, without the ability to resist.

The little skull seemed to have sensed something, left the living person behind, turned around and walked away, bumped straight into their only giant armored servant of fate, and drilled a hole in the three-stage giant and alienated heavy armored walking corpse together with the armor, Grabbing one of its legs, he dragged it abruptly into the sea of ​​dogs. The speed was fast and slow, one by one.

Silence, silence is Cambridge tonight.

Just like this, silently and struggling in the sea of ​​dogs, an unusually neat array of heavily armored walking corpses appeared in front of them, about a thousand of them, not high or low, only the second stage, but wearing uniform The heavy armor, dignified expression and uniform steps, there are three blond and blue-eyed and choppy leaders at the beginning.

"this thing"

"Go! Never mind! Never mind! As long as they're not coming for us."

"Is this armor structure a bit like those wishing-class tanks in the armored division with the external reactive armor removed?"

"I'm so fucking old, this is the first time I've seen a living body wearing reactive armor!"

It's completely numb.

A guy swallowed hard, and the bitter smile on his face was worse than crying: "I think it's best for us. It's better not to move anymore. Maybe what the hell can we meet if we go forward? .”

What shit luck?
Did you not read the almanac when you went out, or did you not pray well?
Do you have to go straight to that guy's face to go further?
(End of this chapter)