Super Warcraft Factory

The reason is clear, but Oba wants to get the sky, this is something! You want to find Li Xiu Wen to find him, why find my head, but also do hundreds of soldiers!

"If we complete this transaction, let the pilots go back, do you also send a fighter to attack me?" Obabe asked seriously.

"Unless you disconnect with Li Xiuwen, you will never accept his assistance, we will stop attack."

"It is evil, this is a hegemonic style! I want to kill the pilot immediately."

"Then you are waiting to cover the horizontal fighters, embarking you and your troops, we are not threatened."

Oba is shameless, like a leukemia is as good as the late leukemia, the hands are clarified, and the mobile phone is screaming. It seems that it will be pinched in the next second.

"I have to think about it at a time."

"Very good, after an hour, if you don't give up our pilots, then the fighter will act."

Snapped.

Oba hanged the phone, he was high and raised his right hand, and he fell down. The sound of the phone was quitted and turned into a piece of tattered parts.

"General, how to deal with that pilot?"

There is a super university officer to come over.

More than half of the officers stand around the military officers around the school, and the eyes are dead and stare at Obab.

Oba knows that these people are not too care of the pilots, but they want to know their choice. In the end, it is the connection between the South Africa, or the interruption of Li Xiuwen.

Do you have a choice?

Oba stretched out left hand and explored a few times on the brain, found a three mm long scar.

He is full of anger, shouting: "The dead Bournee descendant, dare to intervene the class country, our great class map will never succumb!"

The officers used their eyes to use their eyes, and they were excited, and they still pushed the previous school.

In order to better control the troops, Oba is appointed as a colors, the highest rank of other officers is also the top school, and only three colors.

The colonel asked before, is not the people of Obabe's wolf tribes, but a distant tribe of the wolf to teeth, the representative's forces are not small.

Moreover, those who are afraid of the fighter attacks are not a few, they surrounded by the school, temporarily constitute a gang.

"General, forgiveness, we have no power to fight in the South African fighters, passively fried, everyone's morale is low. It is afraid of sufficient miniature missiles, but it can cause some threats to the fighter, so it is also a soft.

Casa Lu City is in front of us, as long as a charge can become its master, control the entire class. It can be said that our goal is in addition to the goal, or not an irritation of Bul people. "

Oba smashed his eyes and swept his eyes and said around him and his surroundings. He said faintly: "Why, all of you have become a coward? It is afraid to stay in the South Africa!"

"General This is to take care of the casualties, must you have to go with advanced fighters?"

The colonel did not fear, faintly and Obamin's resistance, loudly announced: "Don't blame us, you are forced to come!"

"Separate, the girro!"

"We don't bother, it is the behavior of death."

"Everyone is scattered, and it is necessary to open each other on the same side of the battle."

"Please constrain the generals, everyone is peaceful, don't make enemies."

Obah did not look at about half of the military soldiers left, and finally the people left, most of the people of the wolf tribes, and recruits in the city of Sama.

His heart is anger, hate can not ordered fire, killing these betrayals.

But when he thought of two defeatings, he had to force the impulse in his heart.

The current situation is already very difficult, if you come back to one, maybe it will be defeated, and the last thing is not left.

After the lost half, the power under Obah was greatly reduced, and the combat power fell six or seven, because the rest of the people, the morale is not high, and it is confused for the future.

One hour ago, they thought they were able to stay in Casa Lu, become an official regular army. After an hour, the dream is broken, and I feel gray on the future.

Oba let the officials of the privy of arms, and they are trying to contact Li Xiuwen.

One of the calls, he did not hesitate to complain: "Mr. Li, if you no longer support me, I have to defeat.

South Africa wants to find you trouble, do not dare to act directly, put the goal in me. I am too embarrassed, I have to enter Casa Lu, and this happens. "

"You are a rice bucket, I will give you the two-three-three-three-three-three-generation fighters that are fully able to get rid of South Africa, you have nothing to do, it is too shameless! assistance?"

Li Xiuwen is swept away, not in love, and the half-face is not given.

Oba's black face rose a strong anger, but it is not very seen from the outside, a black cover.

He left and right around a circle, and some were fortunate around the five meters, if they were seen by the men, they were a little majestic.

"Mr. Li, if you don't give me enough drones and mini missiles, I am afraid I can't attack Casa Lu, I can't stop the attack of South African fighters. When you arrive, you have played a water drift, sink The sea. "

Oba is a bit of an urgent ruptish, and the tone is not so respectful, and the little should have a little.

"Haha, you think you are very important, but a piece of chess, I dare to threaten me!

Without my support, you are just a young man in a backward tribe. I don't want to use the chip to punish you, see how long you can support under the offense of the official regular army. "

Li Xiuwen snorted and broke Oba thought it was chip.

"Ah, Mr. Li, I am wrong! Forgive me, I have 10,000 soldiers, is the forces of the number of people in the class, very useful."

Oba clearly saw that the official to indent Casa Ru has been tested.

The military resistance after split is very difficult, and after constantly retreat, it is necessary to defeat, Oba face changes, and the low breath.

Dudu, beep.

Answer Oba is that the mobile phone is busy, Li Xiuwen has hanged the phone.

Oba is busy, but it can't be turned on.

"Fork, Fork!"

"General, it is time to retreat! Our army can't resist it, it is necessary to defeat."

Some officers came to report.

Oba looked around. The self-evident, the number of people was only half, drone and miniature missiles also consume clean, not official opponents.

"withdraw!"

Oba bite his teeth and boarded the pickup truck in a modified bullet.

Flying

Li Xiuwen said to Ye Hua and Xu Yingyuan: "I want to go to South Africa to teach a group of people, let them know my chess, only I can move, others can't."