In other words, in another 25 seconds, the time for the bloodline of these people to explode will end and become a weak chicken.

So in the remaining 25 seconds, is it possible for them to capture the first position in Mamayevgang?

It was impossible. After watching the situation for a while, Jason muttered helplessly that "the situation is not good."

Because in his observation, everything is not so wonderful.

Xu Feng's left arm was cut off from the shoulders; now he waved his axe with one hand and continued to smack with his opponent.

The only thing to be thankful is that his opponent is not having a good time.

Not only did the steel helmet on his head have been broken, but there was a mouth on his left face that looked like a child. He opened a hole in the boss on both sides, and it seemed to hurt.

For AT, he is vomiting blood while fighting.

When Fei Falcon and Hei Traditional Chinese Medicine, Jason looked around so quickly and didn't see where the person was, and he didn't know if he was dead now.

Xiling, a young man from the Northeast region, was successfully seen by him. He was now limping on one leg and being chased and beaten by two members of the opposing team.

The two members should also be strong in blood, and Xiling, who was fighting against one, was quite simple to resist.

The translator's performance was a bit outstanding as Jason expected.

After all, his "Elementary Body Refining Technique" has far less effective than his bloodline power, and I don't know how long it takes to catch up with it after practicing.

But at this moment, the translator showed another way to become stronger in the system, which is also a good choice.

With a engineer shovel in his hand, the translator was not inferior to a strong opponent who should be a dog-headed man.

Unfortunately, it's just not inferior.

As for the big fool of a socially awesome patient, he can only say that he died bravely.

On the front, chest and back, each was supported by a 98K rifle with a rifle. This is not called death bravely, so what else can it be called?

Anyway, after watching this round, Jason was almost completely desperate.

Because the German sticks in Mamayev's second- and third-tier positions have now supported one by one, the Russians have gradually fallen into a disadvantage.

Although the Russian side had about one company of troops, they were driven into the front line after arriving at the battlefield.

But their current location has not even arrived at the foot of the mountain, so it is obviously a bit unavailable.

Based on the above situations, Jason didn't know what kind of miracles he could discover so that they could turn over.

Then, the Russians used their unique fighting method to let Jason know how these so-called fighting nations turned around and won the battle under such circumstances.

Because suddenly, there was a rustling sound in Jason's ears first.

Then, from the position beside Jason, a Russian carrying a Motorola Walkie-talkie, and a phone caller with a big brother on his shoulder, came out of another voice:

“Hey, can you hear it?

I am the Front Command. We have gathered 5 Katyusha rocket launcher regiments on the east coast. Please report immediately whether fire support is needed and specific strike coordinates."

At this moment, Jason still had any skills to calculate the specific coordinates.

Even in the artillery fire, I didn't have time to think about whether I could survive such a little.

He was like those great ancestors in old movies; after the fake foreigner picked up the phone, he yelled wildly:

"For the great mother of the mother of the country, for the steel comrades, and to eliminate all evil virtue sticks, put bright flags all over the land, please fire at me immediately~"

Finally, when Jason fell down with his head raised like a pool of mud due to the sudden huge feeling of weakness.

Looking at the sky like a meteor, dense rockets hitting the position.

With an indescribable pleasure, Jason began to wait for the verdict of fate.

It should be an illusion. At this moment, the fake foreigner was in his ears, and a familiar BGM sounded: "Katyusha stood on the steep shore, and her singing seemed like a bright spring light~"

God knows what's wrong, Jason opened his mouth and sang.

The front line of Mamayevgang is filled with an indescribable strange feeling.

PS: Damn it! The coldest day of the year, even the children temporarily took two days off.

No heating at home or air conditioning is required. When I type, I froze into a dog. So brothers, today I only updated this chapter, and the 5,700-word thing should be understandable.

In addition, because the warehouse manager cannot register in the near future, I would like to say a few questions about your bloodline here.

It is said that you have been struggling for so long, so you have to arrange a bloodline for you; but what bloodline you ask for is too biased, which is not conducive to system settings.

If you really want to set this way, wouldn’t it be even “Six-Eared Macaque”?

So in one sentence, I will arrange a "primary Vajra Bloodline" for you, which is the kind of pounding your chest on the roof; if possible, I will arrange it, if not, your luck may continue to smell bad.
Chapter completed!