Kurumi Tokisaki’s Planar Journey Chapter 35: I will definitely be back!

A very convenient small binding circle, some terrorists looked hideous, put their lives on the line, and frantically pulled the trigger.

The soldiers were blown away for a while. They didn't dare to use grenades. The ground on the opposite side was full of bombs and gasoline. If it detonated, it wouldn't be a joke.

Suddenly, the craziest part of the terrorists tightened and fell to the ground with a "pop".

The commander on the helicopter hurriedly shouted in the headset: "Ducks! What are you waiting for?! The enemy's firepower network has been broken! The first team will break through from the direction of nine o'clock! The second team is suppressed by firepower. Cover! Three teams rush into the cave and rescue Stark!"

Although the soldiers are afraid of sacrifice, they still have professional ethics. After the commander issued the order, everyone responded quickly, and the speed was so fast that they finally showed the style of a strong country.

That part of the "fanatics" were inexplicably brought down, and the rest of the people were in a hurry when they saw the well-equipped soldiers rushing over.

As for the Commander? How can they be so tall? Which one is not fighting each other?

Even high-level terrorists only know how to hold a rifle and "chug chug" behind the crowd.

They joined the terrorist forces just to make a living, not like the group of fanatics who opened their mouths as "jihad," and their brains hurt.

With good military literacy, the soldiers quickly turned the tide of the battle and began to press the terrorists to fight, but they still paid more attention when shooting to avoid hitting oil barrels and the like.

The terrorists are widely dispersed. The second team has fierce firepower and is equipped with snipers. They do not seek to kill the enemy, as long as they can suppress the opponent's firepower and successfully let the third team break into the cave.

In fact, if the terrorists blow up the ammunition and fuel tanks along the road, even the special team will not dare to approach this place for a while.

But, do they have the guts? No, it was all bought by the boss at a huge price. Usually, he would be beaten badly even if he touched it, not to mention he would blow it up with a gun!

However, just as the three teams were about to enter the cave, they were suddenly attacked. Fortunately, the bulletproof vests on this group of soldiers are of good quality. After a few tactical rolls, they successfully concealed themselves, seized opportunities, and waited for the opponent to reveal their flaws.

As long as they run out of ammo, they can raid in!

But is it possible? The commander made a mistake, he subconsciously thought that the other party didn't have much ammo in the cave...

So...three minutes passed...five minutes passed, and the group of terrorists blocking the entrance of the cave just used their own bunkers, and the firepower output never stopped.

And far away in the depths of the cave, the terrorist head with a rotten piece on his forehead, his face was gloomy at this time, and he was considering whether to abandon this stronghold.

"Boss." The bearded, fierce-looking man asked cautiously at this time: "Let's give up here, that group of American soldiers is too aggressive, and it won't be long... "

"Crack!"

The bald man slapped his ears and pulled the beard out of Venus, "Are you sick? Do you know how much I spent to get those things?! How could I easily give up here? I have saved half my life. But it's all here!"

A man with a beard and a ferocious face, in front of his bald head, is as docile as a kitten, although this "cat" is ugly.

Speaking harshly, "Don't worry, boss, our group of brothers will definitely fight to the death! Even if the soldiers break through here, we will tear a piece of meat off them!"

"Brothers, don't you think so?!"

The bearded man raised the gun in his hand and shouted at the people behind him.

As a result, before a response could be received, the bald man slapped his beard on the back of his head again!

"Damn, I think your brain is really sick!"

The bearded man turned around, saw the gloomy face of his boss, and with a thump in his heart, he knew that he had said something wrong again.

To say that he was afraid of death would be a lie, otherwise he would not have created this "big cause" with the "boss"

But to say he's a fanatic, that's not true, he doesn't have his own beliefs. A lot of them just follow their boss to eat and drink spicy food. If he can reprimand hundreds of soldiers all day, he has a great sense of accomplishment.

So... when the soldiers were about to attack, his first thought was not whether he would die. Instead, how to behave well in front of your own boss.

This brain circuit... The other terrorists said they didn't understand.

The bald-headed man's eyes are gloomy, and his slight squinting has a shocking power. Perhaps a lot of people died in his hands, and even those who supported him felt a slight chill in their hearts.

The bald man took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and began to analyze the pros and cons.

In the end, I came to the conclusion that if I ran, I had to run, otherwise the group of American soldiers would come in and chug him directly. He went to "God" and his face was dull.

Sacrificing himself for this weapon and resource is completely unnecessary, as long as he still has Stark in his hand, as long as he can still contact Stanley.

He can pull up a team at any time, and the country will rise!

The beard is still stunned, waiting for his boss to issue orders, ready to rush out and fight with that group of American soldiers~IndoMTL.com~ Come blood and flesh, passion four ♂In the battle of shooting, shoot those yellow and bright, numerous cute little things into the opponent's body!

Listening to their wailing is one of the greatest joys of Beard.

The bald man stared at the subordinate who was still thinking outside the cave, and slapped the other's head again. When he saw the beard returning to his senses, he said solemnly: "Go and take that fellow Stark with you. Come here, don't need other things, as fast as you can."

"Did you hear me!"

Sudden roar, shocking beard and left ear covered, seeing the fierce expression of the bald man, he suddenly shuddered and shouted loudly: "I heard, boss!"

The bald-headed man frowned, nothing else, but his bearded tone made him choked up.

"Wait!"

The beard hurriedly stopped, and the boots, whose color had long been invisible, had a close contact with the dust on the ground.

"Boss?"

"Bring Ethan by the way, we're short of doctors."

"Okay boss, don't worry boss, leave everything to me."

In the retina, the backs of the bearded group of people were reflected, and the bald man thoughtfully touched his dusty bald head.

He...has some bad hunch that it's going to screw things up to that idiot...

"Bang!"

“Boom——～”

There was a loud noise, and the dust filled the entrance of the cave. The bald man's eyes flickered. In the blur, he could see the corpses that were blown to the ground by the grenade.

Step forward a few steps, look out through the dust, and instantly see the helicopter hanging in the air.

"Fuck! Damn Yankee! I'll be back!"

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