My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 468 Reversal, the balance of victory!
"Hehe, it seems that you are still moving fast. The No. [-] tower has been controlled, so it is a little slower than you!" Gao Fei said with embarrassment.

To put it bluntly, it was more difficult for him to attack the tower than Li Huaifeng, and it was only by throwing an explosive package that the tower collapsed.

"Quick, immediately inform General Chi Yan that a strong enemy is coming, and the identity is unknown, but I can be sure that it is definitely the top combat force on the mercenary rankings!"

The centurion yelled, and found that the main firepower points in the camp were all controlled by the opponent.

He turned his head to look at the four armored vehicles not far away, gritted his teeth, and said, "Drive out the armored vehicles and notify Centurion Tony, and let half of his men detain the slaves, and the other half rush to support them!"

In the 5-minute battle, eighty or ninety of his soldiers were killed or injured, in a mess, like headless chickens who didn't know where to go.

No wonder they couldn't find their way, because everything happened so suddenly.

Moreover, the other side did not make a large-scale invasion. It seemed that only a few people sneaked in, but the attack coefficient they caused was absolutely catastrophic.

The mine spanned 1000 meters in length and width, and the battle line was too long, so that they could not concentrate their firepower to encircle and suppress scattered enemies. They had to let another team join the battle quickly to save the day.

"Stupid Mande, I really doubt that his commanding ability is not worthy of being a centurion. You three groups stay here, and the rest follow me. How big a wave can a group of thieves steal?"

Tony Centurion cursed and sat in an armored vehicle, while his subordinates either ran or rode motorcycles, and hurried to the rear battle group.

The so-called two fists are hard to beat four hands, even if Brother Feng and the others are strong, they can't turn the tide under the barking of dogs.

The timing and effect of their appearance were perfect, but after a round of offensive, the enemy found a breathing space, and they were quickly responded frantically.

"Go to hell, trash!"

Tony Centurion stood on the armored vehicle, carrying a bazooka on his shoulder, and blatantly shot towards Brother Feng's position.

Not only him, but his subordinates also fired rockets at a very precise angle.

"The little ones are here for real, we need assistance!"

Brother Feng murmured, his body soared quickly, he leapt thirty meters with a few strides, rolled over on the spot, and hid behind a boulder.

The ear-shattering explosion sounded from where he was originally. Although he was not injured, the strong air waves and splashed stones still hit him, making him look a bit embarrassed.

Afterwards, the tower where Lucky is located and Gao Fei's lurking position were all attacked by enemy fire.

They fled rapidly between the hail of bullets, their clothes were torn to pieces, and they were injured to varying degrees.

Katerina was in the dense forest, holding a sniper rifle and firing at the enemy's heavy gunners and missileers, but in the face of hundreds of enemies, her assassination by herself seemed like a drop in the bucket.

"This is the end of the quarrel with our bone-gnawing team. Did the slaves see it? You are destined to live under our iron whips in this life. Wait a while, and I will catch these bastards and put them on the fire Eat them all, go up and down, and capture them alive!"

Tony Centurion looked up to the sky and laughed, his excited face seemed to meet the pinnacle of his life.

The hundreds of soldiers under his command found that the enemy was nothing more than that, and they were just bastards whose acting skills were better than their strength. They all breathed a sigh of relief, divided into four square teams, and chased them out.

"It's hopeless, we're hopeless!"

"Oh, there are too few people, why doesn't God have mercy on us suffering people!"

"If you give me a gun, I will charge forward."

In the iron cage, one slave after another showed expressions of resentment, deep in the resentment was sympathy and despair.

Some of them are civilians in nearby villages, and more are former soldiers of the Freedmen Legion.

At this moment, they were wearing heavy shackles on their hands and feet, let alone fighting back, they were restricted even in fighting. How could they resist in the face of this group of deranged soldiers?

"Shut up, you bastards, go to the cage and squat obediently, I'm going to kill someone!"

shouted a soldier, raised the butt of his gun high, and was about to shoot at some emaciated slave.

However, before he could drop his hand, he saw a figure flashing beside him, and a slave's shackles were strangely strung around his neck.

"In your next life, you'd better learn to respect others!"

The corner of the pheasant's mouth curled up playfully, and with a twist of its hands, it snapped and twisted the opponent's neck.

These simple shackles are like children's toys in the hands of Captain Mo Jin of the Dragon Hunting Team, not worth mentioning.

"Dare to resist, kill them all!"

When the soldiers on the side saw this, five or six of them immediately picked up their pistols, and they were about to fire. If one person made a disturbance, everyone would die.

Crashing, the iron chain, which was faster than they could pull the trigger, hit their heads and covered their faces.

The praying mantis of the Dragon Hunting Squad jumped up high, shook his hands, and faced five soldiers facing him. His leg was severely injured, and he knelt on the ground with one knee. The bullet hit the ground. Instead of killing the prisoner, he burrowed into himself. body of.

"They're spies, damn it, someone is among the slaves!"

The soldiers yelled and shouted, and the atmosphere was extremely dignified.

At this time, the coyote on the side narrowed his eyes coldly, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and took out two sharp knives from his waist. His body was like a galloping jackal on the grassland, and he rushed nine meters away in three seconds. Blood was flying everywhere, and eight soldiers fell in a pool of blood.

Hulala, coyotes, mantises, and pheasants threw the keys around the guards' waists to the slaves beside them. They picked up the weapons on the ground and formed a powerful battle group.

Compared with Brother Feng, their task was the easiest. They only had to face a hundred soldiers, and these soldiers needed to guard two thousand slaves.

However, their task is also the most important. Only by liberating this group of slaves, will they be able to exchange for a force that is several times that of the enemy, and the balance of war will be reversed.

"Gun in hand, follow me!"

The coyote shouted loudly, and the submachine gun with both hands spewed majestic flames, like a peerless killer.

"The time to resist has come. If you want to be Chi Yan's slave for the rest of your life, or join the army against them, the decision of fate is in your hands!"

Not to be outdone, the three of them tried their best to reverse the originally desperate atmosphere as much as possible.

"Damn bastards, kill them, there are only three of them, don't be afraid!"

The soldiers screamed, accustomed to the feeling of being above all living beings, they only had killing in their hearts, and they had no fear.

More than 100 people turned their guns, trying to launch a ruthless crush, and the atmosphere was quite dignified.

At the critical moment, Bud, the leader of the Freedom Legion, suddenly knocked a soldier into the air with his body, rode on him, and slammed the opponent's door with his fist.

"Surrender is death, fighting once may not mean death, brothers, stand up!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

As a representative of the slaves, Bud's voice is undoubtedly the fire that ignites everyone's fighting spirit.

"Fight!"

"Down with Chi Yan!"

"I want to avenge my wife and children!"

The crowd is passionate and passionate.

Any silent lamb who is driven to a dead end will have the blood to survive, not to mention that most of the people here are former soldiers.

1000 people were locked in cages and mines, slammed into the shackles, picked up stones from the ground and threw them at the soldiers.

1000 people were not kept in cages, relying on their physical bodies to pounce on, bite, and crush the demons beside them.

"Untouchable, go to hell!"

The soldiers had guns in their hands, and they were even more powerful, killing a large number of people with one sweep.

However, one life fell, and hundreds of soldiers stood up.

When it comes to superiority in numbers, they cannot be compared with this group of prisoners.

More than a dozen people surrounded a soldier, all kinds of knee bumps, flying kicks, electric shocks, biting, and overwhelming attacks.

In an instant, the place that was originally the least noticeable became the core area of ​​the most intense resistance.

"Pick up your guns and join us!"

The three coyotes were full of pride in their hearts. Looking at the passionate scene, they knew that the outcome of this battle had changed.

At the same time, in a dense forest not far from the outskirts of the gold mine, more than a dozen armed soldiers held their breath, watching everything that happened inside.

"Who is this group of people? It seems that there are only four of them, but the methods are so clever!"

"Do you want to help them? Tigers can't stand up to the pack of wolves, and it looks like they won't last long!"

"Don't act rashly, once we fail, we will lose our last hope!"

This group of people is the stragglers of the Freedmen Legion who escaped by chance.

During this time, they have been secretly operating on the periphery, trying to rescue their former brothers.

However, their numbers are pitifully small, and their weapons and ammunition are not sufficient. There is only one dead end for rushing in.

"Look, look, the brothers of the free men seem to have been rescued!"

"My God, a large number of prisoners have been rescued, and this group of people is making a fuss!"

"Hope, this is definitely a promising battle, come on, help them!"

(End of this chapter)