"You come and bandage." Luo Zheng's face darkened, he picked up his gun, endured the pain in his heart, and ran towards the gate quickly. His eyes were cold and he became restless. He rushed to the gate along the street. Suddenly, he found a large number of people coming out of the castle, carrying guns and searching carefully, alternately covering the formation, only about 300 meters away from the gate. He couldn't help but be shocked. He looked closely and didn't look like a wolf king.

Luo Zheng raised his sniper rifle and found through the sniper lens that there were acquaintances among the people who came, who were from Sam Country. His face darkened and his eyebrows curled into the character Sichuan. He realized that these people had screened the signals around him, so that the satellite phone could not be used. If the visitor was not, Luo Zheng quickly shot and warned the sky, shouting loudly in international common terms: "Stop moving forward, otherwise kill me, I am from the Chinese National Team, to show your purpose."

In the sniper lens, the people who searched for it all fell down, aiming all the guns, emitting a cold light like death in the sun, which was shocking. One of them shouted disdainfully: "Fake, the person who pretends to be a team, Lord Wolf King, this is not consistent with your reputation. All the people on the grassland have been killed in battle, and you are the only one left. Come out, as long as you surrender, I guarantee you to accept a fair trial, and you will definitely guarantee your safety before that."

When Luo Zheng heard this, he immediately understood that these guys wanted to play the role of the oriole behind the mantis. He shouted angrily: "Come on, come on, I want to see how strong Sam's national team is." Since one cannot avoid a battle, let's fight. Luo Zheng closed the door angrily, quickly climbed up the city wall, ambushed, and set up a sniper rifle. When he saw the people who came retreating one after another, he was very angry and quickly aimed at a target.

When facing a self-righteous strong man, the best way is to beat the other party to hurt and be afraid. Otherwise, the other party will ride on his head and shit. Luo Zheng will definitely not allow such a thing to happen. There is only one winner of the game. The fruits earned by the brothers with their lives will definitely not be taken away by others, let alone the enemy.

"What's going on?" Lan Xue asked in surprise.

"Swish!" Luo Zheng did not answer immediately, but instead fired the gun decisively. The sniper bullet roared away with Luo Zheng's endless anger, tearing the hot space barrier, like a roaring beast, instantly biting the target's thigh, lifting up a large piece of flesh and blood. The target screamed and fell to the ground.

If you are shot in the thigh, the person's combat power is gone. If you don't treat it in time and take out the bullet, you will be in danger of your life. Moreover, the wounded need to be taken care of by someone, which will reduce the opponent's combat power. Luo Zheng's shot can not only achieve the goal of weakening the opponent's strength, but also serve as a warning. If the opponent still provokes, you can only give it a try. The opponent has a signal on the screen, and the purpose is unspeakable. If you are shot, you can only admit that you are unlucky and will not report it to the organizing committee.

"What happened?" Lan Xue asked anxiously in the headset.

"It was Sam's national team who brought a group of people here. If I guess correctly, it should be here to grab the victory fruit. What about these bastards, Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard?" Luo Zheng asked in a low voice. When he thought of Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard being injured, Luo Zheng was anxious. The battle just now was too dangerous. The hand holding the gun was covered with sweat, and the eyes wrapped in the sniper lens were filled with cold murderous aura. He was full of hatred for the people who picked the victory fruit.

"Bastard." Lan Xue also scolded angrily, instructed the mountain eagle to take care of Ghost Hand and Xuexiong, and rushed over with a gun. Seeing Luo Zheng on the city wall, there was a stone staircase next to the castle gate, he rushed up quickly, and fell to Luo Zheng like a cheetah. He looked ahead with a cold look, murderous aura, and said in a low voice: "How many people are expected to be there for these bastards? What should I do next?"

"There are thirteen people who can see it. I wonder if there are still people who can't see it. It should be a joint team composed of several teams. How about Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard?" Luo Zheng replied worriedly.

"The problem is not big. The bullet is scratched, the bleeding has stopped, and it can still fight." Lan Xue looked at the person who was retreating in front of him and said with a serious expression: "It seems that these people are determined to kill us and win the fruit of victory. If the signal is blocked, we will not be able to spread the situation here. As long as we die, the evidence recorded just now will be destroyed. At that time, whatever they want to say about the situation here will be fine."

"This is also my concern. If you are lucky, they will say that we are dead as the wolf king. If you are not lucky, only God knows what they will say. These people have hummingbird detection on their hands, and even if they cannot withdraw, they can't. It seems that they can only fight to the death, these bastards." Luo Zheng said hatefully, with murderous intent on his face.

"How sure?" Lan Xuesen's cold eyes showed a hint of worry and asked in a low voice. The ghost hand and the snow leopard were injured, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced. There were thirteen people known to the opponent, and there were unknowns. There were still many more. Everyone was besieged in the castle, and there was no hope in this battle.

Luo Zheng did not answer, but looked coldly at the people who were retreating farther and farther away. His face turned cold and he began to ponder. After a while, Luo Zheng's worried face became firm, with a hint of joy, and said softly: "Don't worry, there will always be a way. Let's fight them for a few days first. We have plenty of water. There should be food and bedding in the castle. Put it on the city wall and arrange a few more suspicious arrays to confuse the enemy. The five of us, each guarding a corner of the city wall, and the remaining one is mobile and supporting at any time. It is not a big problem to guard for three or five days."

"There is a hot and cold here, and the temperature difference is very large. We guard the castle and have enough supplies. It should be fine for three or five days, but don't forget that your opponent is not bad, and you should be able to persevere. What should you do in three or five days?" Lan Xue said in a low voice with a worry, frowning, full of worries.

"You have ignored one thing." Luo Zheng smiled confidently, his eyes firm and powerful.

"What?" Lan Xue asked in surprise, her face full of curiosity.

"Shui." Luo Zheng chuckled.

"Water?" Lan Xue was stunned and looked at the lake ahead in confusion. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. She also smiled and said, "It's great. The water is polluted by us and has no effect on the wolf king. It's different for them. The longer the time, the more serious the pollution is. It's so hot here that they can't not drink water. As long as they keep the castle still, they will definitely lose. It's still you have the foresight to pollute the water in advance."

"It's just a coincidence. Who would have thought they would catch up?" Luo Zheng chuckled, and his worries were swept away. He looked ahead. Sam's country and other teams had already run behind the dunes and disappeared.

When the crisis arose again, Luo Zheng had to cheer up and deal with it, put on tactical sunglasses, and waited solemnly. The cold muzzle emitted a breath of death in the sunlight, and the cold light was sharp.

"You come and bandage." Luo Zheng's face darkened, he picked up his gun, endured the pain in his heart, and ran towards the gate quickly. His eyes were cold and he became restless. He rushed to the gate along the street. Suddenly, he found a large number of people coming out of the castle, carrying guns and searching carefully, alternately covering the formation, only about 300 meters away from the gate. He couldn't help but be shocked. He looked closely and didn't look like a wolf king.

Luo Zheng raised his sniper rifle and found through the sniper lens that there were acquaintances among the people who came, who were from Sam Country. His face darkened and his eyebrows curled into the character Sichuan. He realized that these people had screened the signals around him, so that the satellite phone could not be used. If the visitor was not, Luo Zheng quickly shot and warned the sky, shouting loudly in international common terms: "Stop moving forward, otherwise kill me, I am from the Chinese National Team, to show your purpose."

In the sniper lens, the people who searched for it all fell down, aiming all the guns, emitting a cold light like death in the sun, which was shocking. One of them shouted disdainfully: "Fake, the person who pretends to be a team, Lord Wolf King, this is not consistent with your reputation. All the people on the grassland have been killed in battle, and you are the only one left. Come out, as long as you surrender, I guarantee you to accept a fair trial, and you will definitely guarantee your safety before that."

When Luo Zheng heard this, he immediately understood that these guys wanted to play the role of the oriole behind the mantis. He shouted angrily: "Come on, come on, I want to see how strong Sam's national team is." Since one cannot avoid a battle, let's fight. Luo Zheng closed the door angrily, quickly climbed up the city wall, ambushed, and set up a sniper rifle. When he saw the people who came retreating one after another, he was very angry and quickly aimed at a target.

When facing a self-righteous strong man, the best way is to beat the other party to hurt and be afraid. Otherwise, the other party will ride on his head and shit. Luo Zheng will definitely not allow such a thing to happen. There is only one winner of the game. The fruits earned by the brothers with their lives will definitely not be taken away by others, let alone the enemy.

"What's going on?" Lan Xue asked in surprise.

"Swish!" Luo Zheng did not answer immediately, but instead fired the gun decisively. The sniper bullet roared away with Luo Zheng's endless anger, tearing the hot space barrier, like a roaring beast, instantly biting the target's thigh, lifting up a large piece of flesh and blood. The target screamed and fell to the ground.

If you are shot in the thigh, the person's combat power is gone. If you don't treat it in time and take out the bullet, you will be in danger of your life. Moreover, the wounded need to be taken care of by someone, which will reduce the opponent's combat power. Luo Zheng's shot can not only achieve the goal of weakening the opponent's strength, but also serve as a warning. If the opponent still provokes, you can only give it a try. The opponent has a signal on the screen, and the purpose is unspeakable. If you are shot, you can only admit that you are unlucky and will not report it to the organizing committee.

"What happened?" Lan Xue asked anxiously in the headset.

"It was Sam's national team who brought a group of people here. If I guess correctly, it should be here to grab the victory fruit. What about these bastards, Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard?" Luo Zheng asked in a low voice. When he thought of Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard being injured, Luo Zheng was anxious. The battle just now was too dangerous. The hand holding the gun was covered with sweat, and the eyes wrapped in the sniper lens were filled with cold murderous aura. He was full of hatred for the people who picked the victory fruit.

"Bastard." Lan Xue also scolded angrily, instructed the mountain eagle to take care of Ghost Hand and Xuexiong, and rushed over with a gun. Seeing Luo Zheng on the city wall, there was a stone staircase next to the castle gate, he rushed up quickly, and fell to Luo Zheng like a cheetah. He looked ahead with a cold look, murderous aura, and said in a low voice: "How many people are expected to be there for these bastards? What should I do next?"

"There are thirteen people who can see it. I wonder if there are still people who can't see it. It should be a joint team composed of several teams. How about Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard?" Luo Zheng replied worriedly.

"The problem is not big. The bullet is scratched, the bleeding has stopped, and it can still fight." Lan Xue looked at the person who was retreating in front of him and said with a serious expression: "It seems that these people are determined to kill us and win the fruit of victory. If the signal is blocked, we will not be able to spread the situation here. As long as we die, the evidence recorded just now will be destroyed. At that time, whatever they want to say about the situation here will be fine."

"This is also my concern. If you are lucky, they will say that we are dead as the wolf king. If you are not lucky, only God knows what they will say. These people have hummingbird detection on their hands, and even if they cannot withdraw, they can't. It seems that they can only fight to the death, these bastards." Luo Zheng said hatefully, with murderous intent on his face.

"How sure?" Lan Xuesen's cold eyes showed a hint of worry and asked in a low voice. The ghost hand and the snow leopard were injured, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced. There were thirteen people known to the opponent, and there were unknowns. There were still many more. Everyone was besieged in the castle, and there was no hope in this battle.

Luo Zheng did not answer, but looked coldly at the people who were retreating farther and farther away. His face turned cold and he began to ponder. After a while, Luo Zheng's worried face became firm, with a hint of joy, and said softly: "Don't worry, there will always be a way. Let's fight them for a few days first. We have plenty of water. There should be food and bedding in the castle. Put it on the city wall and arrange a few more suspicious arrays to confuse the enemy. The five of us, each guarding a corner of the city wall, and the remaining one is mobile and supporting at any time. It is not a big problem to guard for three or five days."

"There is a hot and cold here, and the temperature difference is very large. We guard the castle and have enough supplies. It should be fine for three or five days, but don't forget that your opponent is not bad, and you should be able to persevere. What should you do in three or five days?" Lan Xue said in a low voice with a worry, frowning, full of worries.

"You have ignored one thing." Luo Zheng smiled confidently, his eyes firm and powerful.

"What?" Lan Xue asked in surprise, her face full of curiosity.

"Shui." Luo Zheng chuckled.

"Water?" Lan Xue was stunned and looked at the lake ahead in confusion. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. She also smiled and said, "It's great. The water is polluted by us and has no effect on the wolf king. It's different for them. The longer the time, the more serious the pollution is. It's so hot here that they can't not drink water. As long as they keep the castle still, they will definitely lose. It's still you have the foresight to pollute the water in advance."

"It's just a coincidence. Who would have thought they would catch up?" Luo Zheng chuckled, and his worries were swept away. He looked ahead. Sam's country and other teams had already run behind the dunes and disappeared.

When the crisis arose again, Luo Zheng had to cheer up and deal with it, put on tactical sunglasses, and waited solemnly. The cold muzzle emitted a breath of death in the sunlight, and the cold light was sharp.
Chapter completed!