"Ahem! Damn it, asshole! You will definitely regret your trip today! " Morsi couldn’t help but angry way
"You can let me go and make me grateful. Can we write it off? You are wrong! I will get even crazier revenge on you. We are destined to live one! "
"With you! I’ll wait for your revenge and then beat you again! " Spartak serious way
"Spartak, I want to wake you up. It is stipulated that the only way to win is to kill your opponent. If you give up killing Morsi, you will gain the honor and status of a senior bronze warrior!" Then the commander suddenly said
"I voluntarily give up this opportunity when I grow up!" Spartak said without hesitation
"Well … interesting! Ha ha ….. "The commander didn’t come in vain. He patted Spartak on the shoulder and then left.
"hey! This little guy actually gave up and became a senior soldier directly? The brain is funny! "
"I think this guy is to my liking! Do you want to join our team to ensure that you will be promoted to the intermediate warrior for half a year! "
"A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is so stupid to give up! But … I like it a little bit. Ha ha ha … "
"Good little! Like my Ryan warrior! "
“……”
All kinds of rough shouts and cheers rang out from the square crowd. Obviously, Spartacus won the respect of these soldiers.
……
"yeah! There is such a reversal of the plot. This interactive drama is very unexpected … "
Looking at the screen, a group of low-pixel villains applauded and cheered around the hero and heroine. Catherine couldn’t help but marvel.
But look at it with relish, it seems that I have completely forgotten what I am here for …
"Hmm … but it doesn’t look like a bitter drama. It looks quite positive!" Catherine laughed
"Er … it’s really unexpected …" Yun Nie also has some words.
It’s a sad hero, but it takes a long time … and it’s still a youthful inspirational drama? !
Can I say that the director slipped …
Chapter five hundred and fifty-one Multiple choice questions
"By the way, what did you just ask me for?" The plot has come to an end for the time being. Yun Nie turned to Catherine and asked.
"Uh …" Catherine was so absorbed in it that she forgot the real thing …
"Report pavilion our third fleet is converging Isar pavilion department and is ready for battle!
According to the battle plan, we will follow the big troops to carry out the second attack operation code one hour later-‘Tide’! "
Tide?
The waves behind the Yangtze River push forward, and each wave is higher than the other.
It seems that the scale of this war will not be smaller than the last one …
Yun Nie touched Pakistan and thought about whether he should get involved in the battlefield.
The continued expansion of the wormhole is likely to continue to expand the scale of the war between the two sides, forcing the two stars to focus most of their attention here, involving each other’s military strength and consuming the war potential
However, if the double-star literary war succeeds, the wormhole will shrink back to its original scale. It is conceivable that the double-star will probably turn its attention to proxima centauri and the sun again …
Hmm! It’s decided!
Even if you wave again, I will find a way to shoot you to death on the beach!
However, if you want to think about such a huge battlefield, you can’t control it with a small fleet, and if you go too far, I’m afraid your identity will be exposed.
Not here. it seems that we can try to start from the opposite side …
……
"psst ~" Spartak gasped in pain.
He’s covered in bandages at the moment. Sura is taking his medicine.
Spartak is much better than badly injured Morse who needs to be treated in the medical module.
The Ryan ethnic group is a fighting ethnic group specially selected by Woolf from many languages. Its physical quality is strong and it has its own "speeding regeneration" ethnic skills. After a short period of recovery, it will be fine.
"Let you bravado! Do you know the gap between you and senior soldiers? " Sula blamed the treatable wound, but her eyes were full of love and cherish.
"Well, I’m fine." Spartak smiled foolishly.
"How on earth did you defeat Morsi?" Sura, Spartak’s closest friend, naturally knows his strength, which is what she can’t figure out most.