"Hurry up and throw it out!"

"I can't let him get close anymore!"

For a time, more than a dozen iron lumps flew out in the air.

Boom boom boom...

Shock bombs, smoke bombs, flash bombs, exploded in no particular order.

The explosion in front of him was so foggy that no one could see it.

Wang Yanbing's muzzle was aimed at the front and kept firing, with a hideous face as if he was going to eat people: "Kill it!"

The battlefield is bloodthirsty.

Makes people crazy.

It also makes people lose their minds.

Wang Yanbing had already hit his head at this moment, and there was only one thought in his head, to hold the front line and never let Lu Fan rush over.

This is training.

It also simulates a real battlefield.

Except the warhead is rubber.

The dust on the scene, the smell of gunpowder smoke, and the metal bullet casings that submerged the ankles around him, everything was so real.

It was as if at this moment, he was sticking to his position with the flames of war, blocking the enemy's fighters.

Kaka!

The heavy machine gun was out of bullets.

Wang Yanbing was stunned: "Have so many bullets been emptied?"

He bent down to replace the bullet chain.

next moment.

A gust of wind blew the smoke away.

Lu Fan walked out from behind the bunker with a sneer and charged towards them.

Like a giant steel beast.

Every step leaves a footprint on the ground.

Almost a step is a distance of five or six meters.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Wait a second! Let me reload a bullet, give me a chance, brother!"

Wang Yanbing was in a hurry to reload, and just as he was stuck in position, Lu Fan had already rushed in front of him.

Out of sight.

Wang Yanbing didn't know what to think, and subconsciously pulled out the pistol from his waist, ready to struggle.

so close.

Although it is a pistol.

But being shot with a rubber bullet still hurts.

Whether he can kill Lu Fan depends on this shot!

boom!

Gunshots sounded at the same time.

Lu Fan kicked at the muzzle.

The bullet missed.

The pistol smashed backwards like a flying knife, smashing halfway into the soil.

Wang Yanbing looked back at the pistol embedded in the soil.

Immediately stunned, completely stunned.

His legs were weak and he slumped on the ground, dumbfounded.

"we lose……"

He Chenguang and the others also punched the ground, their faces full of regret.

They never thought that they would lose so thoroughly and without suspense.

Seeing Lu Fan standing at the top of the trench, he looks like a king.

All the Dragon Soul players on the field were full of frustration.

before the start.

They thought they could restrain Lu Fan by relying on the rules.

Even if you can't win.

At least he can fight back and forth with him by virtue of the number of advantages.

But reality gave them a slap, a slap in the face.

"I know there is a gap, but I don't know that the gap is so outrageous."

Geng Jihui smiled bitterly and said, "This feeling of oppression is so uncomfortable."

Xiao Zhuang patted his shoulder: "After all, that's the captain, there's nothing we can do! If we weren't strong, we wouldn't be tortured to death!"

"That's right..."

A group of people gathered towards Lu Fan.

Everyone bowed their heads and looked frustrated.

Compared to the one just now, this one hit them harder.

More than a hundred people, facing Lu Fan who did not have his bare hands, not only did not keep it, but all were disarmed.

Saying it out can make people laugh out loud.

Wang Yanbing pulled out the pistol embedded in the soil, and said with a bitter face, "Captain, I think in front of you, our group of people are trash!"

Lu Fan patted his arm and comforted: "Be confident and remove the word "feel".

Pretty close to this.

The faces of Dragon Soul's group turned green.

One by one can't wait to dig a hole and bury themselves.

team leader!

Can't we just find a step down?

This is too self-respecting!

Chapter 239 Work hard and try to catch up with the captain in the next life

In a word, everyone in Dragon Soul is instantly like a deflated ball.

They were already full of frustration.

Lu Fan said so.

They are more miserable.

Each and every one of them is heartbroken.

"gather!"

Lu Fan let out a low growl.

Everyone immediately assembled to stand.

Looking at the depressed look on everyone's faces, Lu Fan said loudly, "Look at your bear-like appearance, you are still a special forces soldier, so you can't help but fight? After losing a game or two, you are downcast?"

Wang Yanbing raised his head and said with a wry smile, "Captain, we don't want to either."

"But this kind of frustration is too uncomfortable!"

Lu Fan said coldly: "If there is a gap, you will have the motivation to move forward. I call you a waste to make you catch up and try to shorten the gap. It is not to let you bow your heads one by one, it is the same as losing a battle! "

"If you want to become stronger, just follow my requirements, practice hard, and practice desperately!"

"Progress a little bit every day, a little bit every month, won't you catch up after a long time?"

Lu Fan's words seemed to have some kind of magic power.

Little by little, inject energy into the hearts of the Dragon Soul players.

It also rekindled their fighting spirit.

They are not Lu Fan.

No plug-ins.

Every step must be real, come out little by little.

Want to get stronger.

There are no shortcuts other than hard work.

"I ask you, do you have the confidence to catch up with me?" Lu Fan looked at everyone and said loudly, "Strive to be as strong as me?"

"Have!"

The dragon souls roared in unison.

Seeing the renewed fighting spirit from the crowd.

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