I met unscrupulous teammates at the beginning, watch me turn the tide

This is Rock in command. If it were someone else... serious injury would be equivalent to death.

The front of the logistics department is relatively stable, with support personnel coming to resist.

The left and right sides are relatively weak.

At this time, on the left side, there was a one-armed man holding a scimitar. He charged with great momentum. He swept the scimitar across the sky. The cold blade light flashed like thunder and lightning, and the neck of a guard had been cut off by him.

After a successful attack, the one-armed man took advantage of the situation and stabbed a supporter in the chest with another knife.

However, this supporter did not die immediately. Instead, he punched the one-armed man in the chest with his backhand, and the punch was like a stone pillar supporting the sky, and the force of the punch was quite strong.

The one-armed man's hair suddenly stood up, and he screamed and retreated quickly!

Although the volunteer was seriously injured, he became even more courageous and continued to attack while holding the one-armed man's hand.

The one-armed man only had one hand after all, and his other hand was grabbed, and the scimitar was stuck in the opponent's chest. He couldn't pull it out for a while, and was punched several times in the face by the opponent.

He was anxious and angry, and was about to split the soldier in half horizontally when he heard a loud gunshot.

boom!

A huge bullet hole appeared on the one-armed man's forehead.

puff...

A ball of black gas suddenly emerged from the gun hole.

I don’t know if this guy has strong vitality or has another trump card. He was shot by Shen Bei but he didn’t die. He just turned his head and looked at Shen Bei in the distance.

There was a hole on his forehead, and when he glared at him it was as if three eyes were glaring at him at the same time.

Shen Bei tilted his head slightly and put the crosshairs on the one-armed man's forehead.

"It's not dead..." Shen Bei curled his lips: "It's a very interesting ability."

"But...you can't look Death in the face."

Shen Bei was about to fire again.

"Ow!"

The one-armed man suddenly roared, shocking everyone. This was the one-armed man's special ability: the fatal howl.

Launches a roar attack on the target, causing area damage while reducing the main target's attack will.

At this moment, Shen Bei only felt a pain in his head, and he couldn't fire the next shot.

At this moment, the teammate who had been stabbed in the chest by the one-armed man suddenly rushed to the side, kicked open the door of the liquor store, took out a barrel of alcohol from inside, and smashed it directly on the one-armed man, splashing high-concentration alcohol all over the air.

"Shen Bei! Shoot!" The supporters shouted sharply.

This sound cheered up Shen Bei, and he finally pulled the trigger. A bullet shot into the one-armed man's body, igniting the alcohol and burning a raging flame on the one-armed man's body.

The one-armed man struggled and howled wildly, and the volunteers on the side picked up the fallen machete and slashed at the one-armed man indiscriminately.

Every blow from the sword was bloody, and flames were shooting out of the blood.

The one-armed man turned into a fire man and ran around wildly, but in the end he could not change his fate.

He fell in the raging flames, his skin torn and flesh exposed.

"Pull it back! Pull that idiot back!"

Rock hid aside and directed his men to drag the volunteers, who were bloodshot and bleeding from their chests, away from the battlefield.

No one knew whose blood was on the volunteer's face, but it had dried up under the scorching flames, looking like cracked earth, extremely creepy.

After Rock treated the wounded, he scrambled up to the roof of the logistics department and screamed at Shen Bei, "Damn it! I didn't expect the intensity of the battle here to be so much greater than that of Lao Hei."

Shen Bei kept looking at the battlefield on the left: "I said, the real battle is here."

"I'll reimburse you for the bullets," Rock said quickly, "kill a few more enemies to relieve the pressure down there."

Shen Bei just raised his eyelids lazily when he heard this: "It's not a problem of bullets, but there are too few enemies."

Rock's head was buzzing with questions: "Are you asleep?"

What nonsense you are talking about!

Are these enemies still few?