"Ah!" ** was beaten away because he was not prepared.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Yongzhong quickly grabbed Wang Jian, "This is what the warlords in the west do, it's not our fault."

Wang Jian calmed down and sat on the ground: "What should I do now? They killed us as simple as stepping on an ant."

"I think we should have a chance." ** looked at the puzzled three people.

"My sunflowers and sun mushrooms are basically not lost, so we can make a comeback soon," said **. "Now the troops we can use are at least 1,500."

"Next." ** looked at the three of them, "Secretly heading to the General Command of the Alliance, where it should be temporarily safe, we can go and avoid it first."

Time turned around and came to May 6th, the coalition command.

"...so..." ** told the story.

"But... our troops are not enough..." The iron barrel zombie waved his hand helplessly.

"We are not asking for your support." ** said mysteriously.

"No troops? Then what do you want."

“…”

"What? We need to take the initiative to find the Western Warlords?" Doctor Zombie was extremely surprised, "Isn't that asking for death on his own initiative?"

"Doctor, this is just a feint attack." The iron barrel zombie thought and understood **'s intention, "and then you will attack by the wayside while we are fighting with the warlords in the west, right?"

"This is also a good tactic." The representative of the Skeleton Alliance on the side said while drinking tea, "Let us go and die? You take advantage of it? You think beautiful."

"What should I do? Now this is the only way." The company commander on the side tried hard to press the fire down.

"Puff!" The skeleton representative threw the teacup on the table, "I tell you, don't be shameless!"

"I'm giving you a face!" The company commander wanted to stand up and retort, and Zhang Yongzhong, who was beside him, pulled him.

"You want to die, go and don't want our skeleton to die." After saying that, the skeleton representative threw the teacup on the ground and walked straight out of the tent.

"So crazy?" said **, "he is still unhappy?"

"Oh, now we have to swallow our anger." Dr. Zombie sighed.

"What's going on?" **'s curiosity was suddenly attracted.

"A few days ago, we fought a war with the warlords in the west." After the zombie doctor said, he threw the teacup. "Damn the skeleton secretly withdrew its troops, which damaged our vitality and returned home. Therefore, the power of the skeleton is far higher than that of us."

"I understand." The company commander who was silent for a while said, "But you can send a squad or a platoon to bring the western warlords into the Jue Death Valley. We can seize their way out so that we will not lose too much."

"Don't worry, I'm the best at guerrilla."

"Brave and don't make drafts..."

"I'll fall!"

2:43 pm.

"Here..." Zhang Yongzhong slapped his thigh hard, but the center of gravity was unstable, and he suddenly raised his head and fell to the ground, "So many mosquitoes..."

"I haven't complained yet, what are you complaining about?" Wang Jian, who was covered in "red envelopes", said, "After all, you are wearing long-sleeved clothes, and mine is short-sleeved..."

"Haha... OK, raise more mosquitoes and give you 'red envelopes' every day..."

"I'll fall!"

"Haha, just kidding." ** scratched his head.

"No..." The company commander looked around and suddenly felt a sense of tension for no reason. "How come there are so many mosquitoes here."

The woods suddenly became quiet.

"Bang, clang, clang, crang, crang..." A "symphony" sounded.

"This is an artificial wood." The company commander said quietly, "and there are the sound of water flowing and metallic sounds..."

"Could..." ** looked at his feet.

"Yes, we are now in the old nest of the warlords in the south."

Death Valley.

The battle has been going on for some time.

"What's going on?" Doctor Zombie ran to the tent at the command center while blocking the splashed soil with his hands.

"They won't let us doves, are they?" The iron barrel zombie was full of doubts.

"Wait a little longer, I'll probably come..."

"You're sure..." ** looked at the soldiers surrounding them, "Are they southern warlords? Not bandits?"

They all hold big swords...

"Not sure..." Zhang Yongzhong said.

"Kill!" The soldiers rushed over together, but they were not good at the outskirts. They were pushed out by something, some fell to the ground, some hit the tree, and they were sadly hitting the stone.

It was a row of nuts and a row of iron golems.

"Since you can't discuss it," said **, "then you fight!"

Iron golems and various plants suddenly appeared, covering the ground.

"Boom!" A cannonball fell into the group of iron golems, and many iron golems were blown away.

“Disper quickly!”

"There." Wang Jian put his hand in front of him, "There is the outline of the house."

The dense shells began to fall.

"God helps me!" ** said happily, "We can fight the street fighting we are best at."

"I just said that there must be a house here." The company commander said shamelessly.

"When did you say it?" ** asked in confusion.

"Just now."

“…”

It is worthy of being the headquarters of the four major warlords (the third when the Northeast warlords existed). However, this is not the headquarters, but a sub-command, but it is also very luxurious and full of tall buildings.

"Be careful." Zhang Yongzhong's eyes opened and his head was wide open, and he rushed over, knocked the company commander to the ground, rolling on the ground for several consecutive times.

A missile roared past and hit the high building behind them, blowing a big hole in the high building.

A man, who seemed to think about the leader here, the company commander guessed that there should be two regiments here, and this man should be a brigade commander.

He was carrying a missile cannon on his shoulder.

"It looks so handsome..."

"I'll fall!"

"Hide!" **In a hurry, he picked up his fist and punched the wooden pole next to him. A piece of wooden pole flew out, pierced Wang Jian's right leg, and knelt on the ground. Another missile whistled past his head. The wind passing by the missile brought his hair up a little.

"You can spend two days if you miss." ** shouted, "But not now!" After that, he rushed over and rushed over, pounced on the brigade commander from the side and threw him to the ground.

The brigade commander was not showing any weakness and punched ** on the right arm, feeling like a giant slamming her giant hammer, and her hand tilted and almost fell to the ground.

The brigade commander took advantage of the victory and kicked the ** backwards, smashing the other end into a group of goods.

"Ha!" Zhang Yongzhong unexpectedly strangled the brigade commander's neck with his hands and knocked him to the ground. The brigade commander flipped back and kicked Zhang Yongzhong out with lightning speed.

Wang Jian was anxious, so he threw the fragment of the wooden pole over. The fragments rotated back and forth several times in the air, and flew out the missile cannon aiming at Zhang Yongzhong.

The company commander didn't care about it and jumped, but he did not escape the missile cannon with one hand and flew over. The company commander rushed into a blank, and a forward flip landed urgently, but he did not forget to "cut the silk".

"Life needs to be more perfect..."

“…”

Responding to him was the perfect "face to the ground"...

"My handsome face..."

"Look at me." The one who took away the missile gun was a warlord soldier, who seemed to be his adjutant.

"Bang!" As the saying goes, "It's only three seconds to be handsome." It's not wrong at all. The wooden pole fragments that Wang Jian had just thrown out turned around and knocked away the missile cannon in the adjutant's hand.

The missile cannon slid forward far on the ground.

"Look at me." The brigade commander picked up a shoe from a nearby stall and threw it over. The missile cannon flew up and hit a telephone pole next to it, landing in the brigade commander's hand.

The brigade commander was not vague now, aiming at ** is just a shot.

**Quickly grabbed the wooden pole next to him, turned around for two weeks and flew out using inertia. The shells blew the bungalow into ashes, leaving no slag left behind. If this fell on people, it would probably not even be found.

"Hi..." A small mushroom spray came around, shaking and holding a stone, preparing to smash the brigade commander.

"Be careful!" the adjutant shouted.

The brigade commander quickly turned around and kicked the little mushroom squirting away.

"Look at me!" Zhang Yongzhong took out a bucket of paint from a decoration company next to him, kicked it over, and slammed it on the head of the brigade commander.
To be continued...