"Ao~Ao~Ao~Ao~"

The cheers are higher than the other.

The afterglow passes through the fence and is reflected on the faces of the "slaves" in the prison.

Mark looked at the fearful crowd, all dressed in rags and had a garish face.

I thought to myself that when facing a powerful opponent, I don’t know how many people can survive.

Although I don’t know who the opponent I am about to face is, how much it looks, and how many it is, everything is still unknown.

But the war is imminent, and even if you die, it will be vigorous.

With this idea in mind, the bold words in my heart are about to burst out.

"Everyone."

Try to pull the sound line up to attract everyone's attention.

Seeing this, Tucker raised his hands high and made a "pa" sound.

The applause was loud and even interrupted the whispers between Nagka and Wang Qiang.

The people naturally formed a semicircle and surrounded Mark in the center.

With the help of the afterglow, Mark paced backhand and looked at the faces of everyone.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the person, waiting for the upcoming remarks.

"Brothers! Everyone here!"

Mark imitated Commander Bruce's tone, his tone was firm.

“No matter who you are, where you come from, what you have done, nothing matters anymore.”

The passionate tone kept rising.

"Everyone gathers here and is about to face the most severe test in life."

Mark paced back and forth, facing everyone with a deep face.

"Faced with an unknown enemy, we may fail or die. But please remember that we are human beings, not slaves, and will not be at the mercy of others to please others!"

Everyone's expressions were solemn, and they swept away their previous fear.

"And today..."

Mark paused and his jaw rose slightly.

"And today, we are about to fight for ourselves, for our friends, for the people we love until the last drop of blood in our bodies is shed!"

"Ao~"

Everyone was driven by the passionate speech and roared.

The roar resonates and makes people excited.

These "slaves" swung their fists, making the roar condense into rhythm.

The guards saw the slaves restless, holding iron sticks, constantly knocking on the fence, making a sound of "克机".

When everyone heard this, they did not stop roaring, but were more motivated.

The afterglow appropriately reflected on Mark's resolute face, plated him into golden yellow.

He raised his hands and turned to press down to signal everyone to be quiet.

Seeing this, everyone stopped roaring.

Only Clark didn't pay attention, and shouted suddenly after silence: "Okay~"

I found that the situation was wrong, the scale became weaker, and the raised arms began to stiffen.

I looked around and found that everyone was glaring at me.

Winston hit him with his elbow.

Clark stuck out his tongue and retracted his hands.

Mark saw it and disagreed, and continued: "Although we are not many and have weak combat power, as long as we are united, no matter what the enemies we are about to face, or how many. I firmly believe that unity will definitely defeat everything!"

He looked up at Clark and said slowly: "Maybe some of us died because of this, and history naturally does not remember the dead. But we are on the road to freedom. We fight for freedom! Long live freedom!!"

Clark was still scared by Mark's sacrificing eyes, but when he heard "Long Live Freedom", his blood was boiling in his heart and he inadvertently shouted: "Long Live Freedom!"

"Long live freedom!"

"Long live freedom..."

Everyone was resonating with Clark's shouting, and shouting too.

The shouts were roaring and intense, like a tide.

Nagka was familiar with these shouts. Although the different objects of the shouts made him feel deeply, and tears were shining in his eyes.

"Clang!"

The iron door suddenly opened, and the influx of guards dispersed and shouted.

A lizard guard smiled and scolded, "Stinky slaves, you can still be happy until death, and you will be happy later."

After saying that, the guards burst into laughter.

The ridicule made Naga and Tuk feel like they were pricked in their ears, and they were extremely angry.

Breaking out of the array, attempting to use violence to curb the sneer of his unrestrained body.

Mark opened his hand to stop the two of them and used his eyes to stop the reckless behavior that would happen. After all, it is not the time for a conflict.

"What? Still want to resist? Save some energy! I won't be able to jump around later."

The guard's words remained sarcastic.

"Here~ take it to save your life! I don't need to thank you!"

The guards winked, and the rest threw out some weapons, shields, and then quit.

Everyone picked up scattered weapons silently and stopped talking.

"Major! Save me!"

The signal is intermittent, the content is straightforward.

"Must hold on! I'm working hard..."

Mark was anxious, and the short-frequency signal jumped.

The cattle man jumped up and the giant axe roared down.

"Remington" hurriedly resisted, and it was no longer enough.

Although the heavy armor is heavily protected, it is also hit on the head by the axe blade.

"Remington" took a few steps back, supported the ground with both hands, and sparks flew everywhere in the broken places.

Before the heavy armor could breathe, the magistrate attacked again.

The axe tip pierces straight, picks up the block of the heavy armored arm, and changes the axe blade to be cut incline after it takes off, and casts out very quickly.

"Remington" was a slam, and the axe blade had already struck down.

"Ka!"

The metal sound was crisp, and the giant axe cut through the heavy armored body and sank into the sand.

The people of Kansas cheered with a loud cheer when they saw the mighty man.

Cheers swept across the square like waves.

Mark's heart was terrified and he looked at Chongjia.

Heavy armor kneels on the sand, his palms support the ground, the hydraulic tube at the joint of his neck seems to be broken, and black oil stains gush like blood.

Electrical short circuit causes electric light to splash everywhere.

The heavy armor's chest suddenly opened, and a metal man fell down.

“R5!～”

Seeing that R5 lost protection, Mark kept calling out with signals, and was extremely anxious.

The R5 was hit hard, crawling hard, and kept calling with the Mark with signals.

"Major, R5 can't stand it anymore..."

The great man carried the axe in one hand, walked forward, stepped on the back of the R5, grabbed the head with his huge palm, and tried his best to pull it.

"Major...got goodbye forever!"

R5 is powerless to resist.

"Moo~"

With the roar of the magistrate, R5's head was in his hand, and the bionic muscles connected to the neck were also turned out, and the blue electrolyte flowed.
To be continued...