Release that Witch

During the counting time, he continued to aim and shoot, until the bombs were all lighted, and two giant shields fell. Danny would not use precious bullets on the trial warrior, the thin armor to look at. It was very powerful, but even the guns could not stop. The iron axe said that the gods of the church are extremely terrible opponents. The close combat can be an enemy, but the number is scarce and it is very troublesome to train. This is the goal worth hunting.

The reason he hates the machine gunners is that the group of self-important guys, obviously using the same bullets as him, is surprisingly inefficient.

In the only two live-fire exercises, a machine gun team emptied several boxes of bombs in half an hour. Even the iron axe showed a distressed expression. According to the damage of the target, they added up the target. The number of bullets is only a hundred, which is a waste of resources in Danny’s eyes.

Of course, he also understands that the meaning of the Mark I machine gun can at least counteract the offensive momentum when dealing with enemies swarming like tides. However, if you want to talk about the results of hunting, you still have to rely on their accurate shooters.

A bullet, an enemy.

This is the direction in which he strictly trains himself.

Danny pulled out the magazine and finished the heavy loading. When he got up and shot, there was a panting voice. He looked at it, it was the malt.

"Damn, I am not asking you to stay in the same place?" He glanced at the little man. "You are violating the military order!"

"Brian said that there is no special circumstances to leave his garrison position, and you also violated the military order," Malt wiped the sweat on his forehead. "As a protector, I must be with you!"

"..." Danny resisted the urge to slap him, grabbing a bullet from his pocket and throwing it in front of him. "Put them on the magazine, nothing to show your head!"

"Follow!" The little man pouted.

Just as he scored the fifth victory, the enemy team suddenly changed.

Probably the church commander also believes that this will not be able to rush to the front of the trenches. I saw that the gods of the penalty forces have unified the giant shield and rushed straight toward the position. The speed is so staggering that even the horses are in this group. This is not the case, the distance between the two sides is rapidly shortening!

The runner rifle and the machine gun rang at the same time.

In an instant, Danny had a series of blood fog in front of him. The dust raised on the ground was denser than that of the artillery bombardment. It seemed that there was an invisible giant hand smashing to the group of assailants, in front of this unstoppable force. The momentum of the charge slammed down slowly, and the people who hit it were all fluttering with blood.

A **** punished army was still flying forward after being interrupted by bullets. Danny just pointed his gun at him. A "sand snake" consisting of dozens of dust columns leaned through the center of his body and was a machine gun. The unique trajectory of the shot. The chest of the target suddenly swayed like a wave of water, the blue blood blasted behind him, and the hot air flow even tore his ribs.

The unbalanced **** fines wrinkled like rags, and after running three or four steps on the inertia, they fell to the ground. Danny noticed that his back was already gorgeous.

"Captain, be careful!" The malt suddenly screamed.

Danny was shocked. When he turned his head, he saw another **** practising army who appeared from the sky and smoked a short spear to him.

Then the enemy was thrown out.

He could hardly see the shadow of the spear shot.

Great! Too focused on watching the enemy noticed himself, the hunter should not be exposed to the prey for a long time.

It’s too late to make the next reaction, the malt has smashed on him, and the two planted together to the bottom of the ditch, and a slamming sound came from the top of the head.

Danny felt a sharp pain behind his head, and his body was covered with dirt.

The guns flew away from him in the blink of an eye, and the ears echoed with uncomfortable humming.

After a long time, he was relieved. After reaching out and touching his head, there was a sticky feeling that it was something hard to get when he fell down, but he still stayed awake, and the problem was not much better.

In the awkward vision, some comrades rushed over.

"Hey, are you okay?"

The sound sounds very vague, and he can barely swing his hand to show that he is not serious.

"Come and help me, two people are injured here!" the other shouted.

After a while, there were a few people around, and everyone worked together to pull him and the malt out of the fallen mound.

At this time, Danny noticed that on the edge of the ditch, he was opened by a spear with a crescent-shaped gap. The spear did not jump over, but hit the edge of the trench and penetrated the thin soil. Into the ditch wall. The soil on both of them was caused by the collapse of the hit.

But when he turned his gaze to the malt, he couldn't help but feel tight.

I saw a small bowl of blood on the shoulder of the little man. The arm almost fell off, leaving only a few skins connected to the body, and the white bones were clearly visible.

The spear did not cause harm, but fell on the malt.

The teammates once again put into the battle, leaving only one person to carry out emergency treatment for the seriously wounded. The first army everyone understands that as long as they do not die immediately, insist that the end of the battle, Miss Nanava can let them recover as they are, thus stopping bleeding. And dressing is a compulsory course for the First Army. The man took the dagger very decisively, cut off the malt's arm, then sprinkled the herbs in the bag evenly on the wound, and finally wrapped it with gauze.

After some tossing, the little man who was originally in a coma was awakened and gave a weak snoring.

"Don't move, you can't die." Teammates comforted.

"Danny, captain..."

"I am here," Danny gritted his teeth and propped up his soft limbs and climbed to him. "Why are you doing it for me..."

"I am your protector, when... you can't leave you alone," Malt mouth opened slightly. "How, I, I have not lost my job."

Danny suddenly felt an inexplicable self-blame and rushed to his heart. "No... you are doing very well."

"Is it?" The little man smiled hard. "So I can see Miss Nana Wah."

"Yes, you both can see," the soldier looked at Danny. "Can you take care of him? I have to go back to my seat."

"I can... thank you." He nodded.

When the other party left, Danny slowly picked up the gun and shaken the dirt on it. He stood up and stood up.

He can still fight!

The enemy must pay for this wound blood bond!

However, there is no church army in the field of vision. In the diffuse smoke, the enemy is retreating, leaving only a vague back.

There was already a cheer in the trenches.

They won! (To be continued., your support is my biggest motivation.) 17-02-2711:19:02