The audience in the live broadcast room was making a fuss at this time.

Yibo asked Ye Chen to change the picture to a panoramic view so that they could see the overall situation.

Yibo said that it was a panoramic view, and even people couldn't see clearly what it meant. The partial picture was very good.

So the audiences of these two views became more and more intense.

When Ye Chen saw it, he was slightly stunned and responded.

He changed the small window that originally played the terrorist leader and let the little tree change it into a small map.

Among them, terrorists and drug dealers are represented by green dots, while skeletons are represented by red dots.

And it also marked with numbers.

Everyone was satisfied now.

I hope that viewers who see the overall situation can see the overall situation through the mini map.

Among them, the drug dealers were densely packed with green dots, and the number "41231" was marked on it.

Opposite them, the skeleton army of the Death Judge was constantly gathering. Looking at the size of the red part, there were even about half of the drug dealers.

And the number above is also "23143".

Next to it, there is only a dotted line, which is the terrorist camp.

A green area about a quarter of the size of drug dealers represents about 10,000 terrorists.

This will continue to retreat to the east.

Behind them was a small group of red dots chasing, with the number of "6785" marked above the red dots.

Some of the two have been handed over together, and it is obvious that it will not take long before the terrorists will fall into a full-scale hand-to-hand combat.

"General Bazaar, it's not good, our rockets are no longer enough."

Hurry, a drug dealer in a green uniform ran over from the front and came to Bazaar and panted.

"What!" Bazaar was furious: "How could it be consumed so quickly!"

"Your Excellency General, the bone rack on the opposite side is really crazy. It is completely unimaginable in normal combat. So our consumption is far beyond the normal consumption of conventional combat! And because of the continuous launch of rockets, our rocket launchers are already starting to be scrapped."

"Damn it." Bazaar's face turned gloomy and asked, "Will we not be able to block those skeletons without the bazooka?"

"General, it's not a question of whether we can block it now, but how long it can be blocked. Under such circumstances, our bullets will sooner or later not be enough." The man said anxiously.

Bazaar reacted.

Yes, even if they can block it, how long can they last?

Not only did the skeletons on the opposite side not decrease as their blows decreased, but instead increased.

If this continues, how many hours can they last? Or a day or two?

What's the point? The most urgent thing is to think about how to solve the current dilemma.

There is no need to think about defeating the other party. Staying in place is just waiting to die. The best way is to retreat.

But just now, Bazar dared not retreat easily when he saw the terrorists retreat.

He told his concerns to several subordinates.

One of the subordinates showed a hint of grim expression on his face and said, "General, why not let some people stay and cut off the back. We will take the others to retreat. In this way, we may be able to get rid of these skeletons."

"You are crazy. If you don't do it well, it will cause a mutiny!" The other man's face changed drastically.

"Yes, there are fewer people who leave behind the rear, and they can't stop the skeletons at all. But once there are more people left, what should they do to unite together to create our rebellion in order to survive?" someone echoed.

You know, they are not very disciplined troops.

Not to mention the revolutionary forces with lofty beliefs.

It's just a group of desperate people. Once the people below know that they have been abandoned, who knows what will happen.

Someone may accept his fate, but it is more likely to be a direct rebellion.

Of course, ordinary soldiers dare not. Are they the leaders who control the soldiers? Are they willing to wait for death like this?

"But is there a better way? If we don't do this, we will all die!" the man said hideously.

Everyone was silent.

Finally, Bazaar suddenly spoke, "Then don't tell them the truth, we will take a small number of people to evacuate secretly."

Bazaar said this and made a great decision.

Because this is equivalent to giving up his efforts for most of his life! In order to survive, he gave up his power!

Once he did this, he could not even go back to Yin San and Kao, otherwise he would be killed by his former enemies immediately.

But in order to survive, he no longer cared about so much. Even if he lost his life, why would he talk about the future?

The drug dealers fighting ahead did not know that their general had already run away with his confidants and the guards and completely gave up on them.

And they are still fighting enemies that seem to never decrease and will only increase.

The future is uncertain!

"Your sister, she actually ran away! This general is too shameless!"

Unfortunately, Bazaar didn't know that when they made the decision to abandon the car and protect the coach, countless pairs of eyes were staring at them.

He lost his moral integrity in front of millions of audiences.

"Don't worry, those who can't escape are all broadcasted live, which means that the judge must have known it. He still wants to run away? Even if he runs to the horizon, it's useless."

"It's just a futile struggle. If he can run away, I'll broadcast Chi Xiang!"

"Damn it, please let the judge let him go for the time being. We want to watch the live broadcast Chi Xiang!"

“We want to see 1!”

...

Seeing the 1 in the back, the audience who said they wanted to live broadcast Chi Xiang suddenly turned green.

Your sister, if she is really let go, wouldn't he be dead?

Do you still want to find a girlfriend?

So he quickly sent another one up.

"I believe that the judge must be more principled and will not let that guy go, so you will die!"

But I didn't know that Ye Chen sat on the flying sword above Harrat, looking at the screen in front of him and chatting with the little tree.

"Xiaoshu, do you think I want to satisfy this guy's wish?"

"Master, what is Xiang? Is it delicious?" Xiaoshu asked naively.
Chapter completed!