Tough Warrior in Galaxy

8 I am a member of the first team

Qin Luo's mind turned fast, and all the knowledge he had input after being transformed was sorted out in his mind. He urgently needed to think of a way to escape, but in the cracks, he saw layers of surrounding circles outside. Feeling desperate.

More than a thousand snow hunters plus armed armored vehicles, and even the existence of magnetic blast bombs were not ruled out. He really had no way to get out.

At the headquarters of the 114th Division, more than a hundred kilometers away, Nat Chunfeng proudly walked up to pick up the spacecraft he had left. The Ministry of National Defense had already issued a notice. The 114th Division had all withdrawn from Hanhaixing, and his gilding process was also announced. Back to the capital star will take charge of the guard division.

"I'm afraid that these bastards are all dead, haha..."

"Smash all the bastard's bases for me!" Nat gave the order, thinking that Qin Luo was tied up with bomb threats, Nat's heart burst into anger.

All the orbital guns of the 114th Division aimed at the base of the first team and roared in unison. The originally broken base could no longer withstand the bombardment of artillery fire. It looked like an elderly man fell slowly and became fragments on the ground.

After the lion was slumped, he rubbed his face vigorously, and Qin Luo looked at him and said: "The opponent has been surrounded and has not launched an attack. It should be to catch alive. If we make good use of this, we might be able to escape. ."

The lion did not speak. He knew what Qin Luo said was reasonable, but now he was frustrated, even if he escaped, he could no longer find the way forward.

"Boss, speak, even if we are abandoned, we can't make those bastards feel better!" The beast roared with red eyes.

The fat man did not speak surprisingly, he took the box from his back with difficulty and placed it gently on the ground. The opened box contained fifty or sixty bottles of nutrient solution.

"Boss, I usually hide this secretly. We can hold on for more than ten days."

The lion still did not speak, his eyes lost the brilliance of the past, and the whole person seemed to be much older.

Qin Luo didn't hit him with anger, and slammed his face with a fist, leaving blood along with the lion's nose.

"What are you doing!" the beast and the warehouse mosquito roared angrily.

Qin Luo grabbed the lion by the collar and stared at him firmly: "You f*****g cheer me up, I was saved by you, but I don't want to die with you!"

"The warehouse, the beasts, the fat man, the mosquitoes, and the war reporters, we don’t want to die. You give Lao Tzu a clear head. Lao Tzu has been abandoned by the Federation and even hunted down. But I just want to live, I must tell that. A group of f*****g nobles, I will find them someday!"

Qin Luo's eyes were terribly red and bloodshot, and the lion looked at him woodenly, finally, there was a hint of expression in his eyes.

"You are right, we want to live, and go back alive to find them afterward!" The lion gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence.

Qin Luo released his hand and quickly said, "I just looked at them. They have 1,234 people, including ten armored vehicles, five railguns, and some laser weapons. All we need to do is to blast one. There are gaps, you can count as many as you can run out."

"Their encirclement is very thick, it is difficult to rush out with our weapons." The lion said.

"Yes, but we only have this way. Staying here is dead. It's better to fight." Qin Luo's eyes flashed crazily.

The lion nodded, and several people quickly checked the weapons. Qin Luo observed through the gap and said: "The direction at five o'clock is the enemy's armored vehicle unit. The movement is slow, and our small number is not conducive to armored vehicle aiming. Just rush out from there."

"Good!" Several people nodded.

Qin Luo rushed out first. The ion gun in his hand fired several shots at the enemy. The whole figure rushed like flying. Qin Luo's gunshot sounded like a flame that ignited the fuse, and the firepower of the opponent instantly covered After coming over, Qin Luo's face changed slightly, and his figure immediately flashed into a small pit.

The cross-coverage of the fire is extremely wide. Martin Luther, who just rushed out, was shot through his right arm by an ion beam. If the lion saw him forcibly dragging him into the pit, he would have died.

"No, the firepower coverage is too strong." The beast called.

The warehouse frowned and stood up abruptly, and the laser gun in his hand swept out directly. The other party didn't seem to react, and a dozen people fell to the ground instantly.

"Warehouse, what are you doing!" Qin Luo roared.

The warehouse turned his head, a smile appeared on his honest face: "Xiao Luo, you must take the boss and them out!"

Then he ran straight out, his face covered with madness: "Come on, beasts, Grandpa killed many of you, don't mind killing you more!"

The speed of the warehouse is extremely fast. A portable magnetic bomb on his back is fast and timely. An enemy officer raised his hand when he saw all this, and nearly a thousand ion beams shot out. In an instant, the warehouse changed to ashes.

"Warehouse!" The lion roared, his eyes split.

Qin Luo gritted his teeth and took advantage of this opportunity to continue rushing with a few people. His goal was obvious. As long as he could rush under the local armored vehicle, he would win.

One hundred meters, fifty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters...

Just when he was about to rush, the beast fell to the ground suddenly, his abdomen was directly penetrated by the ion gun, and the intense pain made him sweat.

"Beast, go!" The lion tried to lift him up.

But the beast struggled to push him away, and blood kept coming out of the hand covering the wound.

"Boss, go, go!" the beast roared.

The lion still wanted to hold him but was grabbed by Qin Luo. The beast picked up the electromagnetic cannon with difficulty. Just as his fingers were about to pull, dozens of ion gun beams penetrated his body directly, and he slowly fell. Down, the eyes were full of unwillingness, and at the same time, the mosquito fell to the ground, no breath.

"Go!" Qin Luo whispered.

A few people rushed to the armored car smoothly, Qin Luo roared and slammed directly on the body of the armored car with one fist. A dent appeared in an instant. Then, he jumped up and dragged the enemy out of the car. The fingers twisted the opponent's neck hard.

"Go!" A few people got into the armored vehicle, and Qin Luo's knowledge about the driving of the armored vehicle immediately popped up.

After he started unfamiliarly, the armored vehicle moved forward slowly, firing at the place suddenly, and with a loud noise, a huge flame burst out from the center of the enemy, and dozens of soldiers were turned into ashes.

"All spread out into a skirmish line!" The officer in the lead ordered.

The snow hunters dispersed immediately. Each one was seven or eight meters apart. Qin Luo had to drive the armored vehicle forward quickly, but the enemy behind him was chasing him.

Suddenly, the car body shook, and Qin Luo and others' ears were almost deafened with a huge roar. A shell hit the rear of the armored vehicle, and the entire tank was paralyzed.

Suddenly, a small spaceship appeared in the sky, and Martin Luther was overjoyed when he saw it: "That's my father's spaceship, we can save it!"

But then, the enemy quickly surrounded them, less than a kilometer away from them.

"Xiao Luo, I prepared this for you, you keep it." The lion handed Qin Luo a card with Qin Luo's information on it, a member of the First Team of the Federation.

"I know you have refused, but allow me to let you join the first team privately. Remember, take them out alive." The lion's words were plain, but they had something else.

"Boss, we can go together!" The fat man cried and roared.

The lion shook his head, and the whole person looked very indifferent: "It's useless, I can't escape, but you can, hurry up and get on the spaceship."

Qin Luo looked under him subconsciously, blood was constantly pouring out of several small blood holes in the lion's abdomen. If it were not for the super high willpower, he would have died long ago.

"If you have a chance, greet the damned group of council nobles ancestors for me! f**k me!" The lion's face became extremely ferocious.

Qin Luo nodded firmly, put the card in his pocket, and took the fat man and Martin Luther onto the already-staying spacecraft. A middle-aged man on the spacecraft hugged Martin Luther with tears on his face.

The snow hunter didn't fire the gun for no reason. The officer in the lead received an order with an extremely solemn expression. It was not until the spaceship flew up and disappeared into the sky again that he cursed a swear word from his mouth.

The lion shivered and lit a cigarette, coughing violently, the snow hunters slowly surrounded him and the armored car, and the lion breathed out thick smoke.

"I care about your ancestors!"

Then, with a light press of his finger, a loud noise turned him and the armored vehicle into a huge flame.

On the spaceship, Qin Luo lowered his head, took out the card in his hand, and held it firmly. The bloodshot eyes became more intense. After a long time, he slowly said, "Fatty, I want revenge!"

"Okay!" The fat man replied in a low voice, tears rolling in his tiny eyes.