Chapter 119: Once, I was a little unwilling ...

With his heart beating fast, Jason rushed out like an arrow off the string.
The skill level [Charge] is not only farther and faster than the basic level [Charge].
However, the limit of 30 meters is not enough to really get closer to the chariot coming from that distance.
Therefore, when the effect of [Charge] is about to disappear, Jason launches [Charge] again.
A lot of blood poured into the heart again.
From the heart to all parts of the body.
Almost instantly, Jason's body temperature rose two degrees.
Then, Jason just slowed down and increased again.
The non-stop [Charge] caused the physical consumption to increase, but Jason could n’t manage so much at this time.
You know, tanks are not just crushed!
It also has a turret.
It also has a gun.
Once stopped, it becomes a target.
Before Maika was obviously affected by the mysterious ritual, the sudden power made the opponent forget about it and wanted to kill him in the most primitive way, so he didn't fire.
But the chariots in front of you are not.
Jason had already seen the muzzle shifting.
After the machine gun, the shooter is also ready.
Therefore, he can only charge!
He wants to use the blessing speed brought by the charge to make these tanks temporarily unable to hit.
As for the long time?
Jason was not sure to avoid the dense fire cover.
He only hopes that the commander of the chariot regime will have some patience.
Jason's agility is already 2.5. [Charge] After blessing 0.5, Jason has reached 3 agility and has a physique of 2.7. This physique makes him more powerful than ordinary sprinters. In terms of physical fitness With mutual blessings, Jason at this time is like a cheetah chasing an antelope, not only fast, but also long-lasting.
Da da da!
Boom boom!
The bullet chased behind Jason.
The shells kept falling on both sides.
With nearly four times the perception of ordinary people, Jason accurately judged the muzzle and muzzle, so as to avoid bullets and shells in advance.
At this moment, Jason in the rain of bullets has maximized the coordination of perception and body.
The soldiers of the chariot regiment, Edward and others in the barracks clearly saw a figure who was constantly charging, shuttle, and wandering in the smoke.
"Is this the strength of a single player?"
Xiao Banxi couldn't help whispering.
"fast!"
"Speed ​​up the removal of these weapons and ammunition."
"Some are shipped back to Xindecheng."
"The rest, build fortifications with me!"
"We can't let Jason sacrifice in vain!"
Edward responded quickly, he shouted loudly.
From Edward's point of view, Jason really launched a vowed charge, and it is impossible to survive. Although he may be able to contend with one or two at first, but what about afterwards?
As physical strength declines.
Declining attention is inevitable.
In the rain of bullets, this is the mortal situation.
But the same, with the ability to briefly dodge guns and bullets, Jason didn't have to do this.
Jason withdrew completely and safely.
But why didn't Jason do this?
Because he is here!
They are friends!
He will not leave his friends and run away.
How could Jason leave him?
Thinking of this, Edward had already burst into tears.
Little Bansi responded a little slow, but the small Benxi, who was not stupid, also understood Jason's intention at the next moment.
From the beginning when he asked Jason for help, Jason did not hesitate, analyzed everything calmly, arranged the situation, used Griffin as a captive, and explored the position of the 'Minister of Missions'. .
And now?
Jason acted again.
Never hesitated as before.
Waving just now ... is it goodbye?
Xiao Banxi burst into tears.
He carried his mortar silently.
He wanted to find a place suitable for firing.
Even if there was only one shell, he had to give Jason reinforcements.
"Friendship?"
Griffin looked at Bensi who was carrying the mortar and walked to the side. He looked at Edward who took out mines from the army wooden box. He couldn't help whispering.
There is such a fool?
Are you alive?
Living is the most important thing.
Only by living can there be hope.
Only then can the Jedi turn over.
"Griffin, go, we should retreat!"
Residents of 'Fishbone Street' carrying weapons and ammunition greeted Griffin.
"coming."
Griffin turned around and left.
It was said that some of them returned to Xindecheng with weapons and ammunition to form a new line of defense.
In fact, in the entire barracks, Edward and Little Bansi were left.
The residents of ‘Fishbone Street’ did not dare to disobey the order of Her Majesty the Queen, but it was not them who arranged the retreat. They naturally would not stay really desperate.
"Those two fools, really thought they could resist the entire tank group?"
"No, three!"
"The stupid one who rushed out first!"
The returning team walked fast, but this did not prevent them from talking in a low voice.
A ridicule that matched "Fishbone Street" sounded in the line.
With the bursts of laughter that can't be said to be self-deprecating or sarcastic.
In this group of people, a sudden sound sounded.
"Yeah, really a fool."
"Although it looks like a hero."
"Heroes don't live forever!"
"We are all rats in the 'ditch', can't be heroes!"
This is what Griffin said.
He used a higher voice, no longer whispering, it seems that the high voice can give himself great determination.
just……
With such a voice, the originally fast-moving team, but the pace is a meal.
Although it returned to normal immediately, there was no sound on the way back.
Silent makes people panic.
At least, Griffin was flustered, and he still had a feeling of empty heart.
Jason is dead.
Edward is dead.
Little Bansi is dead.
I'm still alive, isn't it good?
We just met each other, although there was a little friendship, but it was a little friendship forced by the situation. After the death of them, I lived with their wish.
Needless to say, Jason definitely wants to eat more food.
Edward?
emmmm, it should be a girlfriend ... right?
Xiao Banxi?
He always wanted to hoard a few heavy artillery pieces. This was a thought, and he could do it with more money.
In the days to come, I will eat good food, make various girlfriends, and accumulate all kinds of heavy firepower. Isn't this a good day?
Griffin dreamed of such days in his mind.
But in his opinion, this should be a good day, but there is no color.
It's just black and white.
There is only silence.
In a world where there is no color and no sound, each picture is like a puppet, with no life at all.
On the contrary, those days of fighting with Little Bansi, being pressed against the ground by Edward, and trembling under Jason's eyes, were colorful and sweet.
He yearns for such a day.
Instead of retreating into the 'ditch' and continuing the misery of being kidnapped.
tread!
Griffin, who was mixed in the "Fishbone Street" team, suddenly stopped.
Then he turned and ran back.
At a faster rate than when it came.
"Griffin!"
"Griffin!"
There was a shout from the crowd, but Griffin didn't look back at all. His friend was in the barracks. How could he look back? Slowing down makes him feel uncomfortable.
Well men.
Always such an impulsive creature.
For a while, he will always do irrational things.
Griffin couldn't help turning up, and he couldn't restrain his smile.
At this moment, he is happy, he is happy.
You may regret it afterwards.
but now?
He wanted to go back to the barracks.
then?
With the total death.
Tread, tread.
In the rapid footsteps, Edward, who was beginning to bury mines in the military camp, suddenly felt his eyes dark. As soon as he looked up, he saw Griffin panting because of the rapid movement.
Edward's eyes flashed with surprise and amazement.
Then, it became a smile.
"We are F4 of Xindecheng, of course we can't just have three."
Griffin said so.
"Yes, the punisher!"
Edward corrected.
Griffin has already run to the weapon warehouse.
A team of 100 people, of course, could not move the barracks ’weapons warehouse to light. He went straight to the place where the mortar was placed. This kind of artillery was loved by the residents of‘ Fishbone Street ’and was almost wiped out.
But two doors remain.
There are also two boxes of ammunition boxes.
Griffin picked it all up and ran straight out.
"Leave me a door."
Edward said as Griffin passed by.
"Ok."
Griffin nodded, leaving behind a mortar and an ammunition box.
Then, continue to advance.
Edward is digging again and burying mines.
The military camp is the place where the chariot group must enter. These mines will greatly delay the opponent ’s time and win more time for the new German city.
All he can do is so much.
leftover?
He couldn't think of it.
I don't want to think about it.
His friends and partners are already on the battlefield.
Next, it's his turn.
Carrying the mortar and ammunition box, Edward turned and rushed to the battlefield.
boom!
The shell exploded again behind him.
Jason was unharmed, but his heart broke again.
This is the third burst!
After a lot of physical energy passed, and the heart was overwhelmed, Jason's [Charge] became a real desperate charge.
Fortunately, however, he was close to the chariot regiment.
Similarly, the danger has skyrocketed.
The tanks ’shells may be a bit slow
However, the fire net composed of machine guns is layer after layer.
Quantitative changes will cause qualitative changes.
Jason knew this.
But he experienced this for the first time.
In front of him, more than 5 machine guns were firing, which not only completely blocked his progress, but also made his evasion more difficult. What is worse is that the chariot group is changing its formation. Machine guns must be added.
At this time, there is no need to hesitate.
Jason is ready to charge again, breaking through this layer of firepower.
And at this time
squeak!
boom!
The sound of a shell falling.
The turret of a tank was hit by a quasi-quasi.
Bang!
This tank was directly blown up.
The machine gunners who were shooting wildly startled this sudden scene, and just as they were stunned, squeaking, squeaking was the sound of two shells falling.
boom!
Bang!
A shell fell.
One shell hit accurately.
"Move!"
"Every move!"
The machine gunner who passed by the shells shouted at the driver.
The impenetrable firepower net suddenly stagnate, and a mouth appeared.
Jason seized the opportunity and rushed straight in.
And in the bottom of his heart, he silently thanked Benxi, Edward and Griffin (although you did not hit)!
This time, Jason grasped firmly.
When entering the chariot position, the grenade he hung on the body was thrown out like a maiden, and each grenade was fast, fast, and extremely accurate.
It is not the heat dissipation window of the tank, or the track wheel axle of the tank.
Throwing technique from [Gryphon Shooting].
It may be lacking, but at this time, it is just right
Boom, boom!
After a series of explosions, the three tanks around Jason stopped in place.
And this is just the beginning.
Keep walking and throwing.
With the explosion, more tanks stopped.
And this immobile chariot became a fixed target for Edward, Benxi and Griffin in the distance.
squeak!
Bang!
Mortar shells fell one after another.
Destroyed one tank after another.
But compared with the total number of chariot regiments, such destruction was just over one tenth.
In less than half a minute, the elite chariot group as the "Silver Federation" reacted. They spread out straightly, and after effectively pulling away from Jason, the turret began to turn, looking for the three Mortar launch location.
Bang, Bang!
The dense artillery shells covered the three Edwards directly.
And Jason, who lost his support, was once again blocked by a fire net composed of machine guns.
Jason was in trouble again.
Moreover, this time it was much more dangerous than before.
Not only is there no support, but because of the elite of these chariots, they took away the contempt and began to really treat it.
Suddenly, Jason's pressure doubled.
He now wished to turn around and leave.
but……
His main task is: [Obtain Xindecheng's approval].
Although the recognition has reached 500% at the moment, the main line mission is not over.
But once the New Germany City was destroyed, the main mission was a complete failure.
Therefore, he cannot retreat!
call! call!
Adjusting his breath, Jason dodged the cover of the fire net.
The place to dodge is getting smaller and smaller, but Jason's eyes are getting calmer.
He calculated the distance.
then
Sword out!
The ten-meter long lightsaber flashed away!
The tank in front of him was directly divided into two.
At the same time, he exhausted a lot of energy, and his heart broke again.
Not only that.
He paused a little, and was caught by the fire net of the machine gun.
The machine gunners who finally caught Jason pulled the trigger fiercely.
Da da da!
In less than two seconds, Jason was beaten to pieces.
Under the darkness of dawn, in the rolling smoke, Jason, who had turned into a rotten flesh, was covered.
The machine gunners stopped shooting.
In the distance, Edward, Benxi and Griffin looked at this scene desperately.
Then, as soon as they gritted their teeth, they put up the mortar again.
They want to see off their friends with gunfire.
See off for them too.
But at this time
A bright, bright sword light once again cut through the darkness and darkness.
Sword of Dawn!
Fearless!
Another chariot was torn apart, and the Firenet once again smashed Jason.
But at the next moment, the sword of dawn dawned again!
Bang!
Another tank was torn apart.
"shooting!"
"do not stop!"
"Don't give him a chance to breathe!"
Da da da!
Bang Bang!
The command from the commander of the chariot regime completely changed Jason ’s location into scorched earth.
Even if it can be resurrected.
But such resurrection still takes time.
The body was completely smashed.
Needs reorganization.
But before it was reorganized, it was smashed again.
Jason fell into a vicious circle directly.
The degree of satiety began to plummet.
Looking at this scene, the commander hidden in a tank sneered contemptuously.
"Oh, what time is it? Does anyone choose the one that the Cavaliers charge?"
"It's a person who has practiced the secrets of dawn."
"It's stupid! Fool!"
"Don't you know that as early as three hundred years ago, when the Church of Dawn died, it showed that the knight's suit had already fallen behind!"
His voice increased unconsciously.
Through car radio, such a voice spread to all tanks.
People nodded in recognition.
knight?
cavalry?
The glory of cold weapons?
Long gone.
The fire net under the machine gun cloth has already shattered the so-called 'brilliant' last pride.
leftover?
The face that fell in the mud.
Being trampled repeatedly.
Three hundred years ago, this scene was staged.
Three hundred years later, this scene was staged again.
but……
There are some differences.
Three hundred years ago, there was no chance.
But after three hundred years, there was another chance.
The body reorganization was smashed.
The pain was like tide, wave after wave.
Jason was sober at first.
But then, the consciousness became slightly blurred with waves of pain.
The gunfire and smoke in front of him seemed to have disappeared.
Only left ...
A tree-lined trail.
There are also chopping and chopping logging sounds.
The surrounding trees were very lush, and Jason could not see the lumberjack. He involuntarily set foot on this trail and walked towards the place where the sound was made.
After he passed through a small forest, a log cabin appeared there.
An old man with white hair and tall body was waving an axe in front of the wooden house and chopping the wooden pile in front of him.
The old man had a simple linen shirt with bare feet and bare arms. The strong muscles on his arms had no sense of oldness, and only gave him a sense of explosive strength.
chop!
Axe down, the thick thigh pile like a tofu is divided into two.
Then the old man turned his head and looked at Jason.
"Don't be reconciled?"
The old man asked.
In a trance, Jason forced not to answer, but his body moved involuntarily.
He nodded.
The old man smiled.
"Like my disciples."
"All so stubborn."
"There is nothing to be unwilling to reconcile, this is the time itself."
"An era of old and new."
"The old will eventually be eliminated, and the new one will become the current master."
"Even if you don't want to be reconciled anymore."
The old man said slowly.
"You, you are not reconciled?"
Jason asked vaguely.
"of course!"
"Otherwise, why am I here?"
"Otherwise, why do I meet you?"
"I can't change anything else that has happened, but here ... I want to try it."
"Will you help me?"
After the old man nodded, he looked at Jason solemnly.
"help you?"
Jason was startled.
Not to mention, he doesn't know how to help.
It was just the situation he encountered that Almo had already been able to help.
His death is just a matter of time.
"You agree?"
"Thank you."
The old man looked at Jason happily.
I didn't agree? !
Jason looked at the old man confused.
The old man patted Jason's shoulder hard, and patted it three times in a row.
He smiled.
"It turns out to be a good boy like my disciples."
"You are all talented."
"You are all proud to move forward."
"You all experience honor, death, gluttony."
"Although you may not remember it, now, you can call me the last knight of Dawn, Gong Lansen!"
The vision is blurred again.
The voice is even blurry.
Jason couldn't hear the sound afterwards ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Gunfire and smoke covered everything about him.
Then he found that he could move.
He stood up.
Bullets and shells seemed to have lost their effect on him at this moment.
Then, the power of the sword of dawn dawned in his body.
But what is different from before is that the power of the sword of dawn this time is ten times stronger than when he applied it before ... No, it is a hundred times!
next moment
Sword, out!
long……
km!
Nothing is not cut!
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