Chapter 244

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his own soldier who was supporting him.

He feels a little settled.

Tear open the corners of the pale mouth and exhale deeply, the hoarse voice is like two pieces of broken glass rubbing against each other.

"You won't do this, sir."

"Why not?"

"I think you don't want to be with the entire 50 Zone is the enemy?"

"You don't really think that you can represent Zone 50 alone, do you? You are a running dog, don't you even know where you are?" Tang Zheng sneered.

A sorrow flashed in Arburg’s eyes, but the barrel was on his face, he arrogantly does not raise.

"There are at least 2,000 elites behind me. , They are all coming here." Arburg tried to threaten.

tone barely fell, you can see that Tang Zheng’s barrel has several points of moving.

Remove from his face.

Arburg was delighted.

Finally know that you are afraid?

It seems that this kid is acquainted.

But before the thoughts in his mind had fallen, he saw Tang Zheng pulling the embolism and making a crisp sound.

Aim at Arburg’s ear side.

"bang!!!"

The huge gunfire directly pierced his right eardrum, blood flowed down the auricle, and the pain made his eyebrows frown.

The hot gun barrel emits pungent gunpowder smoke.

"There should be only 1,800 people left now." Tang Zheng said, paused, and then he got his left ear loudly said intact.

"Now there are 1,800 people left!"

Arburg turned his head in disbelief.

Southwest fired at the 200 elites who had just supported Tang Zheng's shotgun, which was cleared by a single shot!

There was a strong tremor in his eyes.

"How did you do it...rely on this gun?"

Captain Arburg of the original world has seen countless advanced gunfire technologies.

He has seen many weapons larger than this formidable power.

Can trifling a shotgun, fired from a wide-angle mouth, and the supporting troops 200 meters away from the side were shot and killed in an instant.

This...

This is almost like a small pistol spanning a range of several kilometers, but it hits a shot of Barrett’s formidable power.

Tang Zheng did not answer, but started a different topic: "Now, connect with the person with the highest voice in your 50 districts."

"Impossible! You alone... We still have 1,800 elite troops! It’s up to you..."

"bang!!!!"

"1600 left." Tang Zheng removed the barrel this time. His left ear is a little farther away.

To deaf him completely, not now.

The cold sweat on Arburg's forehead kept overflowing, and on his old face, the epilepsy trembled along with the flesh on his face.

It's not that he can't contact the Supreme Commander behind him.

Just...with more than 3,000 assault soldiers, and his own 10% war horn buff blessing, 1,000 elite battle damages lost, sacrificed in the war, this is acceptable.

Because the 96 districts paid a heavier price of nearly 10,000 deaths.

War means bloodshed. Wherever there is less blood shed, it is naturally a victory.

But right now...this young and even a little overdone...In Arburg's previous troops, this kind of kid is just a recruit who has been bullied to death.

Just such a kid, carrying an outrageous shotgun with formidable power, has already killed 400 elites under him in a few breaths...

This kind of battle damage, he dared not report to his superiors at all!

Don't even mention that this kid wants to connect with his superiors, he must be uneasy.

Just before Arburg hesitated, Tang Zheng's third large gunpowder bomb had been filled.

ka-cha!

The cold embolism pulled, right next to Arburg's left ear.

"This shot will blow your head together. I have no patience." Tang Zheng's tone gradually became impatient.

Arburg glanced diagonally at the barrel of the gun and swallowed hard.

After taking a few breaths like asthma, Arburg finally compromised.

Unfolding his own light curtain, he chose to connect to his boss, the current top executive officer of District 50, and the initiator of this war-Tucsonmo.

After briefly explaining the current situation, Arburg aimed the light curtain at Tang Zheng.

"What do you want, the youngster from District 96." A vigorous and capable voice came from the other end of the light curtain.

Tucson is extremely prepared. The 3,000 elites under his own are just advance troops and they are pathfinders.

It is the best to clear the river area in District 96, not only does it matter.

He united the leaders of several other large tribes and the surrounding small tribes, and assembled a total of 100,000 troops.

All of them are equipped with bronze rank weapons, and the elite troops have iron weapons.

Although facing an area with a population of 20 million, this force is not enough.

But you must know how many areas of 20 million people are not prepared for combat?

And how much power can be assembled in a moment?