Release that Witch Chapter 984: Angry

"cough cough ..." Van'er got up from the fall, first felt nervous and touched his body and legs, and was relieved when he found that there were no missing.

But moments later's heart sank again.

Some people were pierced by bone spears around the stronghold gun. I do n’t know if there is any air intake, and some soldiers pierced by hands and feet rummaged in the potholes of mud. They wanted to find their broken limbs. . This scene made him feel sore in the eyes. The squadrons of the artillery battalion were cultivated little by little by Your Majesty. From the resistance to Western Region Duke to the offensive Hermes, there was little loss. Now that it has fallen so much, the uncomfortable feeling in the heart can hardly increase.

But Van'er also knows that now is definitely not the time for sadness. Miss Angel Nana of First Army is in the camp rescue center. As long as the wounded are delivered there, Miss Angel can bring it back to life!

"Anyone!" He crawled to the side of a seriously injured man with a pierced belly, "Come and help me!"

"Master, I'm here!" In the dust, the two soldiers ran over in response.

"Send him to the ambulance," Van'er shoved the intestines with the minced meat back into the other's belly, "Don't drop anything."

"Master ... Master," the man grinned in pain, "I ..."

"No bullshit, it ’s better to save Devil with this strength," Van'er patted his cheek, "Hurry up and back, I'm still waiting for someone to fire, do you understand!"

After the wounded was taken away, he ran to another rescuer, "You came from the camp?"

The other side squinted at the badge on his shoulder and raised his hand to salute, "Yes! Do you have any orders?"

"You keep busy, it's important to save people," Van'er waved his hand, "What exactly is situation on the front line now?"

After the artillery position was attacked, the nearly 500-meter-wide front was full of smoke and dust. Except for the cannon closest to him, the situation of the other squads had no way of knowing it, only to see that many figures were running, and from time to time The roar of guns came. However, even the first-aid class in ambulance work has been come in, but it has been strange to see no substitute gunners.

"Devil has already attacked come in, from the sky!" The rescuer bandaged in his hands, his voice was a little hasty, "I just came from the central camp, and saw with my own eyes those meat wings monsters fell to the ground, and then heavy equipment squad Fighting. "

Devil actually landed after throwing a spear?

That is to say, the current chaos is caused by an enemy invasion in the rear. The substitutes are temporarily unable to approach the stronghold cannon. The reserve team that came to make the siege was placed in the middle, and the front line was still intact.

Recognizing this, Van'er immediately understood its responsibility.

He has to get these stronghold guns up and running again.

The enemy wants to stop them from bombarding the approaching Devil group. He must not make the other party easily.

As long as the front line is not breached, this enemy will be resolved by heavy equipment squad sooner or later.

Although I do n’t know where Your Majesty found such a group of monster-like warriors, it is not panting to carry a pack of weights comparable to field guns, but one thing is certain, even these elite warriors are facing fierce Devil, it will never fall.

"The wounded will be left to you!"

Van'er bowed and trot to the litter box scattered all over the ground, and exerted all his strength to pick up a warhead, shook it back to the barrel, and pushed it into the barrel.

Then two charges.

What originally required two people to become a single person makes him feel a little out of breath after only one filling. After covering his mouth with a sleeve, took a deep breath, he began to adjust the shooting angle of cannon according to the enemy's traveling speed.

At that moment, the rescuer screamed at him.

"Master, be careful behind you!"

Van'er felt that the whole body's blood had coagulated for a moment, he didn't even have time to look back, and then rolled on the spot subconsciously!

And this action saved him.

Only heard the sound of "Cang", an axe brushed over his head, hit the bolt, and shot a series of Mars.

He was raised head, and immediately opposed to an wild demon.

"Loga!" wild demon raised his axe and roared towards him.

It's over, Van'er only has this idea in mind. Although he has a sabre around his waist, he can't pull it out even if he is lying down, and even if the handle is in his hand, how can he block the opponent's next one? hit? These guys are all monsters that have far more power and speed than ordinary humans!

Seeing that the opponent was about to split the tomahawk, Van'er couldn't help reaching out and stopped in front of her.

"kā chā!"

An ice wall suddenly rises, with a horizontal frame between them. The axe just landed on the end of the wall, splashing a few ice crystals.

Is this ... saved?

He tilted his head in amazement, and saw a blue hair witch grabbing forward with one hand, looking at Devil quietly, "Behind me."

Van'er gritted his teeth. Even if his feet were too soft to stand up, he still crawled to the side of witch.

"Quack, cut!"

Even if he doesn't understand the language of Devil, he can still feel the strong anger and killing of the enemy.

The opponent rushed out from behind the ice wall, squatted down, and swelled sharply with his axe's right arm.

witch does not retreat, the ice spreads under her feet, like gods in charge of the severe winter.

The moment Devil waved the takes action arm, a section of ice edge rushed out of the ground and couldn't help but fly the axe straight up, and also folded its arm into a strange shape. Half of the gray-white bone pierced the surface of the skin, hanging a few strands of muscle expose in the air, and its appearance was appalling.

While waiting for the other party to make a noise, the ice crystals that have not bare feet climb up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a few seconds, the enemy is frozen into an ice sculpture.

"Thanks ... thanks," Van'er finally released a long breath.

"It's not over yet, the second wave of spears is coming." witch looked at the dusty midair, "Miss Molly!"

By the way, he suddenly remembered that the Devil's spear attack is spaced. Since the wild demon just now can drive the arm to expand, it means that the sky has become dangerous again.

But who is Miss Molly in the life-saving population? Is it really okay not to dodge now?

"Leave it to me."

As he was puzzled, a slightly childish voice came from a distance.

Then Van'er saw an incredible scene!

A translucent blue sphere emerged from the top of his head without warning, and it continued to expand like an inflatable, and soon incorporated the area around ten meters into it. At the same time, the tentacles on both sides of the ball swung left and right, dragging those who were not sent away into the enveloped by the ball.

The enemy's attack also arrived at this time.

Five or six bone spears are shot like Lightning, penetrating straight into the ball, Van'er can clearly see the ripples drawn by the spear tip, like piercing into the viscous water. The rippling ripples overlap each other, making the sphere tremble, as if it would break at any time, but in the end, the bone spear rested a few meters from the ground.

"Good job," blue hair witch put away the ice in his hand, then looked at Van'er, "the dangers here have been eliminated for the time being, you can take your men to retreat first."

"Well then," the latter gritted his teeth, and propped himself up from the ground. "I haven't given this group of **** guys enough hardships."

Now he only needs to complete the last step.

Van'er limped to the stronghold gun, grabbed the fire rope, and pulled back sharply!

The hot muzzle blows away the diffused dust instantly, and the cannon position that was silent for a quarter of an hour resounded with a rock-roaring sound!