Chapter 530: Fascinating ghost

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I saw the devil!
The Libyan rebels rushing to the houses are feeling this way. One is not afraid of even a gun. How can a person who kills them simply and rudely with a steel bar can be counted as a person, and is simply a demon from the nine secluded hell. Ah, the scarlet eyelids are the best proof.
The one-sided killing continued, and more than a dozen scared Libya rebels lost their guns and screamed desperately to run downstairs. There was only one thought in their minds - escape, fleeing the devil's claws. I only hate that my aunt did not give them more legs.
When they fled the house and returned to the ranks, the dozens of Libyan rebels sat on the ground with a slap in the face, pale face, constant gasping, cold sweat on their faces and foreheads, and several of them. The crotch was already wet, but it was scared to urinate and lost.
"MD, what's going on? What about other people?"
Hamis stepped forward and roared on one of them.
"...dead, all...all dead, he is not a human, it is a devil, that is a devil..."
There was a Libyan rebels who had escaped and had no focus on their eyes. They shivered with a sigh of voice. "He...he used a steel bar to knock our head like a watermelon, blood. And brains are... vomiting..."
Thinking of the picture just now, I couldn’t help but vomit, and the vomit fell on the shoes of Hamis.
"waste!"
Hamis's mouth was pumping and his foot was on his chest.
"嘭~"
A muffled sound, the Libyan rebels directly flew backwards, and after falling heavily on the ground, not only the digestive material in the stomach, but also the congestion in the chest.
Hamis did not pay attention to the more than a dozen soldiers who fled back, looking at the house, and then gnashing his teeth: "Boom, use the shells to give me a hard blow, Lao Tzu wants him to become a powder with this house!

He was very angry. Two hundred people went in and only came back a dozen people. With the previous sacrifices, this loss greatly exceeded his prediction. Even if the warrior of this Chinese country was killed, the leader would never reward him. On the contrary, he will be severely punished for this.
"Yes"
The adjutant turned and conveyed his order.
"嗖嗖嗖~"
More than a dozen mortar shells roared and flew to the house. One round after another, the shells did not need any cost, and they bombarded the house.
In an instant, the dust began to roll, the gravel rolled down, and the already broken houses were once again hit hard. After bearing five or six rounds of shells, they were finally overwhelmed, like buildings that suffered from precision blasting. The collapse collapsed and became a ruin.
"The lieutenant colonel, not to mention a flesh-and-blood body, is that the mechanics made of stainless steel have to be smashed with this house under the bombardment of this artillery." The adjutant comforted Hamis's emotions.
Hamis backhand is a slap in the face of his face: "I still use you here to give Laozi a horse!"
"Yes, yes, I am talking." The adjutant nodded and retreated to the side.
"Hey, the Chinese NSA's TM is not the same. Actually, I still want to protect the war correspondent from our Libya. It is really a grandmother's dream of spring and autumn."
Hamis looked at the house that had become ruin and spoke. "Send a message to the leader and tell him that the fly has been wiped out!"
"Yes"
The adjutant nodded and turned and walked toward the communication car.
At this time, a sniper bullet blew a lot of space, and a slamming sound came in from the left acupoint of the adjutant, and then came out from the right temple, bringing out a touch of blood, while the adjutant smashed the double. The eyes, even the tragic will be released in the future and fell to the ground.
Hamis was shocked, and the cat was looking down at the bunker, looking at the uncle's unremarkable expression, and a heart mentioned on the door.
"Lieutenant Colonel!" A team leader came over.
Another sniper bullet flew, and the sound of "噗" ran through his head, and there was a corpse on the ground.
"Idiot, all for the old cat, don't show up!"
Hamis military literacy is excellent, and he was not scared of the six gods. He screamed a few times to his subordinates. The subordinates who wanted to run over him did not act rashly, but with the bunker, the cat It was safe to come to his side.
At this time, all the Libyan rebels here were shrouded in a haze and fear. The house was destroyed and the house was bombed into ruins. The killing was still alive, and I did not know what method was used. Transferred to a private house next door, they can not help but have such doubts, are they really fighting a human?
"MD, is there a sniper?" Hamis backed against the vehicle's wrath.
"The gunshot headshot seems to be the death of the Chinese nation. He is not dead..."
"啪~"
Hamis slaps a fan on the face of this talking subordinate, rubbing a face and shouting: "You didn't wake up, here is a dream, not dead? You are hiding in that house and trying to be five or six. Ten shells bombed, see if you die?" He looked at the direction of the sniper bullets flying ~EbookFREE.me~ Then, "the two houses are separated by twenty or thirty meters, unless he will fly, Or else he can move there?"
"Yes, it must be another sniper, it can't be destroyed!"
Another subordinate agreed with Hamis that the cold sweat was like a waterfall. In fact, everyone is like a mirror. If there is another sniper, it must be extinguished. Otherwise, why didn’t you just shoot them? It’s not logical to start to act and expose your coordinates when they are dead, but none of them dare to accept this incredible, Arabian Nights.
"Ha ha ha..."
Hamis laughed wildly. It seemed that he was excited because of a person who agreed with him. His smile was terrible, but his eyes were deep, but it was an unspeakable fear. He was almost hysterical. "Continue to shoot, put him. Let me smash with the house!"
"Yes"
As soon as the order went down, it was the bombardment of the sky that was directed at the houses.
This time, the scope of coverage was not only the house, but the entire area of ​​the building. The artillery continued to fill the shells, as if the whole box of shells would not be fired.
"Booming and banging~"
The ground moved, the loud noise of the explosion rolled like a thunder, the dust rose to the sky, and the area covered by the bombardment of the shells became wider and wider. At the end, the space was covered with dust. You can't see things outside the rice, like there are countless smoke bombs here.
This group of Libyan rebels is on the verge of collapse, and Xiaoluo has become their nightmare, so there will be such a radical move!
In such a harsh environment, Xiao Luo is like a ghost of a fascinating color. When the dust fills the space, he begins to harvest the life of these Libyan rebels. The dagger in his hand is like a sickle of death. The dog does not stay.