The ark girls want to knock me down

"We have to hurry up! Take pictures of all their defeats!"

After A gave the order, there was only silence on the intercom.

"What about the reply? We have to exchange information! Did you forget?"

"I quit."

"I don't want to continue."

"You two..."

Just as A was about to swear, he heard B and C's rebuttal:

"Did you hear? The Guards Bureau is over!"

"They have been caught in the trap. If we go again, isn't it a dead end!"

"Coward! Get out of here! I will complete the task by myself."

The angry Jia directly threw the walkie-talkie aside, and carried the video recorder to the depths of the battlefield to continue on.

"Don't be kidding! I'm not the same as that gang of salted fish! The position of the top executive is mine!!"

He was constantly running around in the smoke, although he would be terrified by all kinds of explosive noises, but his inflatable ambition supported him to go on step by step until...

"Uh ah ah!"

A long knife suddenly stretched out in the black mist and pierced his shoulder.

The sudden pain instantly smashed the line of defense he had cast with wild vision, and the fear that had been suppressed immediately rushed into his heart like a volcanic eruption.

"Don't, don't come over!"

Seeing the footsteps of the Black Mist Sect is getting closer, the roaring armor is on the verge of collapse.

"Oh? Who am I? It turns out to be a reporter friend."

"You are... Mud Boat!?"

After seeing the identity of the other party, Jia breathed a sigh of relief and asked angrily:

"Why are you going to shoot me!?"

"Look at what you said, the smoke billows here, and there are enemies everywhere. I must have seen one kill the other."

After a little explanation, Mu Zhou stunned back in a cold tone:

"What are you doing here? I should have said that being too close will kill you."

"That, that is..."

As soon as Jia wanted to explain, the mud boat pressed his throat with a long knife:

"Listen! We have been trapped! Everyone's nerves are tense, and there is no time to look after you reporters."

With that, the mud boat made the long knife advance a few millimeters toward Jia's throat.

"There won't be a next time, whether it is encountering an enemy or meeting us... there will be no next time."

After speaking, Nizhou left here.

"..."

At that moment, Jia realized that the reason why he was able to move forward was not because of courage, but...

Death is not close enough

479. The last grudge

"You scared the reporters away?"

On the other side, Shi Huaiya couldn't help asking when seeing the mud boat returning to the center of the smoky battlefield.

At this time, the soldiers of the Guards Bureau are unleashing the source stone skills against the sky, guns are also firing randomly at the distance without people, a group of close combat operators are engaged in a friendly and fierce wrestling, and those with cold weapons are Strikes like crazy like a wolf.

And the integration movement a few miles away is basically doing the same thing.

In short, you have to make a big move.

"It's done, nothing is easier to dominate others than fear."

Whether it was the explosion, flames, or the billowing smoke on the battlefield, it was the result of the coordination between the Guards Bureau and the integrated movement under the arrangement of the mud boat.

As far as the integration movement is concerned, the Guards Bureau in front of them has been subordinated to the entire counter-insurgency by the great undercover agent.

In the eyes of ordinary officers of the Guards Bureau, these people can no longer bear the miserable life of the integration movement, so they want to surrender.

Of course, this was all said by the deceptive mouth of Nizhou.

The highest level of a fraudster does not lie in how sophisticated the deception is, but in that everyone is willing to believe you no matter what you say.

To do this, the most important thing is to know what the people who listen to you want.

The officers of the Guards Bureau originally lived and worked well in the Longmen. Who wants to run and play an integrated movement that has not been involved for a long time?Who wants to die in war?

Therefore, it is not so much that the deception of the mud boat deceived them, it is more that their own inner desires deceived them.

Especially when the lie comes from a hero, everyone is naturally willing to believe him.

"What shall we do next? Retreat?"

The bored Xing Xiong asked Mu Zhou's opinion while using his big shield Prajna as an electric fan, blowing black smoke everywhere.

"It's not so good. Since these reporters were sent by Wei Yanwu, they must be of a certain level. This level can only scare them to a halt, I am afraid it is not enough to scare them off."

The mud boat is very mature in handling the enemy's level.

Even if they have used fake communication channels and various big shows to make them feel terrified, the tasks that Wei Yanwu explained may still find a way to complete them.

At this time, they should be shooting at the edge of the battlefield against the dense smoke. Now they will still be caught in the retreat.

"Then what shall we do?"

"Hit! Hit hard! Hit all the bullets! Squeeze the source stone energy from yourself! The scene will be a bit more troublesome! Let them have an explanation!"

How about heavy smoke alone?The visitors are all guests, so you can’t afford the hard work of these reporters if you don’t have to make some glare effects, burst audio, or something?