I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

(Seeing someone in the assessment area said that the protagonist’s fighting power has shrunk. Let’s explain it here. It’s not that the combat power is shrinking. It depends. The machine gun is not broken, but it is stuck. In addition, the island of Coro is not an uninhabited island. Now the mobile phone can be photographed, and the things used in front of people can not be kept secret. Until the helicopter is driven to the desert island, the protagonist opens the scroll engine. At this time, as long as the helicopter is dead, there is no People know that this shovel can fly. As for why not take out the rocket launcher and shoot it out of the air, how can it be concealed? Doesn't it make sense to change the equipment after diving?

Of course, it is really my fault to not show up in the text, sorry. There are so many private goods clips, and today I have a more chapter.

Finally, I wish you all a happy Valentine's Day! )

"Fuk! b team what they eat!"

The big man with a slap in the face carried a rifle and flew backwards while fleeing to the deep water port.

"The mission failed, the team evacuated, repeated, the mission failed." The silk ran down the bruises on the forehead, and Sreer, wearing a black combat suit, yelled at the wheat, commanding bsp; an unprecedented fiasco, a helicopter The crash, the entire team of elites did not survive. The opponent's combat power was far beyond their imagination, and the shovel suddenly bursting out of the water instantly suppressed the b team, which made them all unexpected.

"**, is that Iron Man?" A soldier who was rushing with a rifle panted.

"Fart!" another man shouted.

"Let your mother's fart! You are saying"

"Shut up! Board the ship, evacuate, be vigilant!" Sreer panted, slowed down, threw 4 on the ground, and then joined the team.

The sound of the siren in the distance gradually became clear.

Estimated position is almost the same, he pressed the detonator button.

The fire rushed to a height of more than five meters and engulfed the police car that was rushing. The mouth taunted and he threw away the detonator in his hand.

Even the Mexican strips can't match the rubbish.

The prepared boats were quietly docked in the deep-water harbor, which they bought from local fishermen. The employment tide in the new country has helped them a lot. Almost no trouble, they bought the fishing boat from the fisherman who had found a job at the factory. With the replacement of high-powered motives, the maximum speed of the entire fishing boat can even match the speedboat.

As long as they boarded the ship, no one could stop their way in this vast sea.

However, it was when the hustle and bustle crossed into the cabin. His sight was the gunshot of the black hole.

It was too late to react, and his consciousness was interrupted in the flashing fire.

boom!

The 11-type pistol squirted the tongue, and the blood and the brain brushed the indifferent face. Without a stop, Aisha, leaning against the shadow of the cabin, removed the muzzle and continued to pull the trigger. "砰" has exploded again.

In a twinkling of an eye, the three killed two people.

But as she prepared to kill the last person, a gust of wind came and kicked her pistol.

Slightly surprised, but Aisha did not manage the pistol that flew down. She lowered her figure and touched the shackles of her waist without hesitation, stabbing the man's chest.

The fragrant incense of Jin Ge’s cross, the white blade slammed together.

Although the shape is petite, but after all, the injection of genetic agents, Aisha's strength is still slightly superior.

The tiger's mouth was shocked and hurt. Sreer was also secretly scared and did not dare to kick out.

Sensitively flashed this fierce foot, Aisha waved and slashed his left leg. If this is done, his left leg will be directly abolished, and he will fall to the ground and kill him.

But the man was obviously not a vegetarian character. He fell back to the ground by the recoil of the wall. Aisha was only able to scratch his muscles, and unfortunately failed to hit the key.

After the fall, Shryl rolled over to the bulkhead and provoked the rifle of the comrades on the ground, and then had time to pull the trigger. A flying knife was nailed to his arm.

"what!"

With a scream, seeing that the girl had rushed into the close, he raised his hand and smashed it.

Aisha had no panic in her footsteps and flashed the **** on her side. At the same time, he extended his left hand to his wrist, and the right hand pulled out the second one to take his throat.

However, at this time, the accident was born.

The muscles of the left arm were tight, and the gunshot wound of Aisha's left shoulder was suddenly cracked. The pain of the heart was actually making her left hand soft.

The restraining of the power in the wrist is loose, and the Sreer who seizes the opportunity is overjoyed. Fighting brute force to set up the **** to sweep the past.

"Well"

With a snoring, the **** was pumped on Aisha's brow, and her smashed back. Blood ran down her cheeks, and the thorns she had pierced did not run through Shryl's throat, only to smash his collar.

Sherr, who was sweating coldly, kicked her calf without hesitation, and then as she bent over, her right hand extended and clenched her throat and pressed her to the wall.

"Hey, hey"

Aisha struggled bitterly, clasping his hands, but it didn't work because of blood loss.

"go to hell."

Shryl stared at her.

Looking at her feet off the ground, unable to struggle kicking, and finally even struggling gradually began to weaken.

Somehow, looking at the girl in front of him, he suddenly remembered the years of service in Afghanistan and remembered the **** he didn't even want to recall.

Not good, it is almost the limit.

Aisha felt that consciousness was gradually getting smashed.

Sorry, I can't stay with you all the time.

She suddenly felt a little sad.

It’s ironic.

On the way to the Iraqi flight that day, I can use the tone of nothing to tell him a stupid saying "Can you give me a bullet?" Obviously, from the very beginning, he had done a good job of killing him. At this moment, he was timid.

I do not want to die

It’s hard to get it.

呜呜

The white foam and the bloodshot ooze from the corners of the mouth, and her light seems to struggle. She tried to remove the card dead in the throat and kicked his leg, but the weak limbs made it all so weak.

"咕唔"

"Give me the comrades in the funeral! The watch is raised."

There was an anger in his eyes, and Sreer scorned the girl of the Arab face.

He suddenly remembered the Taliban who shredded his comrades with roadside bombs. When he caught the "call" hybrid, the murderer looked at him like that disdainfully, as if he had completed a noble cause, and he had put aside life and death.

Shrell remembers what he did at the time. He cut his hands, nailed his arms to the wall, and shot his legs with a rifle until his eyes began to despair, and he let go of his last drop of blood.

Although he later went to the military court, he did not regret it. The comfort of the release of fear is simply irritating. Later he spent two years in decadence in Los Angeles, and later he joined the "arrow." That experience was forgotten by him, but now it has flooded his mind like a flood.

Nothing is more pleasing than watching the enemy struggle to die.

"Hehehehe, hahaha, give me death!"

Laughing madly, he increased his strength and appreciated the despair of the dead.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a tight collar.

He did not respond to what was going on, and he was thrown out by this horrible power.

Straight out of the door, his back and the railing outside the cabin came in close contact.

The slamming scent, his back bent back at an incredible ninety degrees, and the spine was smashed into two sections.

His eyeballs almost protruded from the eyelids, and the broken spine pierced his intestines, but did not let him die immediately. He fell off the railing that had been bent over and he was on the ground.

Is this the feeling of suffocation?

The alveoli were clamped by the sternum, and he coughed blood in a big mouth, but could not breathe a trace of air.

At the end of the pain, Sreer’s consciousness fell into the darkness.

At the same time, Jiang Chen, who threw the mercenary out, hugged the girl who slipped off the wall and held her in her arms as if she were holding a fragile porcelain doll.

At this moment, Jiang Chen’s eyes are red, and the emotions that have been calmed down are almost once again mad.

"Aisha. Aisha!"

However, because she has lost too much blood, she is powerless at the moment.

Holding her, Jiang Chen rushed out of the cabin, jumped onto the dock and rushed to the road. Seeing that he was holding his arms in his arms, the police car and the ambulance stopped together, and the doctor flew over the stretcher.

saved

Looking at the side face that was stunned, Aisha’s heart raised a relief of the rest of his life.

She should be happy, but she suddenly wanted to cry.

Although she never cried, she has never been so weak.

Tears fell from her eyes and dripped on the strong arms.

Red and blue lights, stretchers, shaking infusion bags, and the anxious face

When he wakes up, he will be very angry. After all, I am good at making claims and barely doing such a dangerous thing.

Forget it, wake up and think about these things.

Aisha closed the long eyelashes. (To be continued.)

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