Vol 2 Chapter 560: If he can get up, count me lose

As if an electric current ran across everyone's back, the soldiers watched this scene with numb scalp.
The reinforcements sent by the 149th Division are good!
Is this definitely human?
Is an existence capable of physically destroying exoskeleton armored soldiers, is it funny?
Click!
In the sound of the safety opening, more than half of the soldiers raised their guns and aimed at Mu Fan.
This was an instinctive reaction, and it was true that the force Mu Fan showed at this moment had far exceeded their expectations.
However, at this moment, the two neglected robots also pulled out their pistols, their muzzles facing outwards.
The atmosphere at the edge of this hilly area was suddenly tense.
Sergeant Bowen lying on the ground, his brain fell into dizziness, but when he successfully got rid of the dizziness a few seconds later, there was pain throughout his body.
Pain!
The sharp pain from the waist to the back made him instantly lose his combat effectiveness.
Looking at the gray sky, Bowen heard an uncontrollable growl, mixed with pain and unwillingness.
Ignoring the angry and unwilling look lying on the ground, Mu Fan looked at the group of soldiers holding guns abruptly.
"If you can't do it alone, do you have to go together?"
"Fart Yunniang!" The other sergeant was so angry that he put down his rifle.
"Sergeant Bowen hasn't failed yet. The exoskeleton armor he wears can still fight." Another soldier next to him said.
However, Mu Fan just said calmly: "If he can get up, I lose."
Everyone only felt a burning pain on their faces, but their arrogance as a veteran did not allow easy surrender. This kid was so arrogant that he even said that in front of them.
"Bowen, stand up!"
"Stand up, aren't you nicknamed the White Bear? Get up for us now!"
Looking at the white sergeant lying on the ground with an excited look, they desperately cheered the sergeant.
However, Bowen let out a painful roar amidst the bulging of the group of comrades. He moved but couldn't get up in the end.
This heavy fall caused his bones to dislocate in at least three places, and the piercing pain made the man's forehead beaded with sweat.
"Bowen!"
The faces of the other soldiers became more and more ugly, because their sergeant really seemed unable to get up. Under their gaze, except for the louder and louder roar, there was no other reaction.
"What? Do you want to go together? Or do you want to shoot?"
Mu Fan glanced around and said lightly, "I can accompany you."
All to compress cookies!
At this moment, Mu Fan's face was calm, like a grandmaster.
Hearing Mu Fan's words, the soldiers with guns looked more ugly. They looked at each other and were not sure if they were going together.
For recruits like this, wouldn't they be laughed out of their teeth if they were passed out.
There is a hard stubble.
How could Joe Pate, who had been in the army for so many years, not know that at the moment they met the legendary one percent chance.
They ran into the legendary new soldier king.
What made his toothache was how could such a fierce man a team of supplies?
However, he faintly breathed a sigh of relief in the bottom of my heart, because the other party had clearly stated that he would be restrained by his own troops next, which meant that this stab-headed recruit would be his comrade-in-arms.
"All put down the gun!"
Finally Joe spoke, and the second-level sergeant major looked at Sergeant Bowen who was lying on the ground, and looked at his soldiers with a serious face.
"I said that if I solve the problem by myself, I will solve it by myself. It's normal to have less skills than others. What are you doing? Shame?"
After a scolding, the soldiers who raised their guns turned blue and white, and finally put down the guns honestly.
Seeing that his speech had achieved the expected effect, Qiao turned his head to look at Mu Fan, and stretched out his right hand: "Recruit, you are very good, we have all missed it... Welcome to join the 27th Infantry Company."
"Also, how is our sergeant's health, can we continue to fight?"
Seeing the change of attitude of the sergeant wearing exoskeleton armor opposite, Mu Fan thought for a while and stretched out his right hand.
The two palms were squeezed together amicably, and Mu Fan said, "I didn't make a heavy hand. Sergeant Bowen just dislocated all the joints, just connect it."
The soldiers next to him felt the pain in the teeth when they heard it. What was the origin of this kid? They could round the exoskeleton armor and hit the ground.
Then now say something about not making a big move?
Are you kidding us?
Ignoring the different thoughts of others, Mu Fan squatted down and looked at the white sergeant who could not move over there, and his hands fell on him like lightning.
After a few sharp butting sounds of bones, there was a long sound of pain, and the sergeant slapped one hand on the ground and finally bounced off the ground, looking at Mu Fan with a vigilant face.
"Okay, Bowen, I'm all my own now, it's okay to see your alive and kicking appearance."
Joe glanced at the white sergeant, and said angrily.
He retreated his alert posture in a lingering fear, and glanced at Mu Fan, who was harmless at the moment, Sergeant Bowen had decided to stay as far away from this kid as possible.
Where is this recruit!
No wonder Division 149 dared to let this guy be escorted by himself.
At this moment, Mu Fan's performance caused everyone present to have a cognitive deviation, that is, Mu Fan was probably sent out to perform support tasks because of his individual strength.
Seeing the strange look on the opposite side, Mu Fan looked as usual, so he didn't care what the other side thought.
Just don't grab his backpack.
"Now, do you still have my marching bag?"
Mu Fan suddenly asked.
The soldiers who heard this sentence all felt excited.
Compress cookies for a backpack, go and fight with a humanoid mech?
Do this only when your brain is flooded.
Seeing the lingering expressions of the comrades around him, Sergeant Bowen suddenly felt that his fight was worthless.
Damn you beat yourself up, now you are good to go.
"Didn't you two have discussed the results? Now that you are your own people, how can you even want to. Good guys, take our new comrades back to the station."
Joe didn't know the thoughts of his men, so he shouted to the group of soldiers.
"Go, recruit, take you to our station, this fire hill area where birds don't is not a good place, you are mentally prepared."
"Bench, hammer, you two let the jet motorcycle out~EbookFREE.me~ to drive the material cart."
"Mu Fan, you sit on the jet motorcycle over there, the route into the mountain is more complicated."
Finally Mu Fan got on the jet motorcycle with his marching bag on his back, and the two robots controlled by the black also put down their pistols.
Especially when the two robots retracted their pistols, many people laughed.
These two robots are so funny that they drew pistols to threaten them?
Really think they are all vegetarian.
However, these soldiers didn't know at all. In Mu Fan's watch space, Hei hummed and cursed, "This time you are fortune-telling, Master Hei will let you go, otherwise I really have to let you understand the flowers of February. Why is it so red!"
"Put away your dirty hands and don't touch the uncle's noble body."
When entering the cab of the material vehicle, the soldier code-named the bench curiously touched the black robot. Unexpectedly, the robot suddenly turned his head and said to himself in a tone of extreme contempt.