As the white-haired old man in front of him displayed his illusionist, Ouyang Zhongshu and other people present began to be affected by the illusion one after another and began to enter the illusion.

It may be that everyone has a different view of one thing in their heart, or some memories in their own minds are different, which also leads to the process of reappearing in the illusion, and there are many pictures flashing in their minds.

s difference.

Just based on the scene that appeared in Murong Yunhai's mind, Murong Yunhai's half-quilt path has been clearly shown.

There was an endless stream of gunshots and bullets hitting the trees, and the smell of gunpowder smoke was everywhere in the air.

Perhaps war is the most important thing to Murong Yunhai.

After all, Murong Yunhai is a soldier and has experienced a lot in his military career, so what he cannot let go of the most is his dead comrades and their families.

If not for this incident, Murong Yunhai would not have reached a reconciliation with Ouyang Zhongshu, let alone be together with Ouyang Zhongshu.

After all, he has always been very disgusted with the existence of his acquaintance, Ouyang Zhongshu, so no matter what the situation is, the current situation is indeed very puzzling.

"Boss, there seems to be someone in the direction ahead, and there seems to be people on our left and right sides. We are likely to be surrounded."

There was a sudden movement in the grass, and just when Murong Yunhai was about to pull the trigger and continue to resist, a fat middle-aged man quickly ran over from the grass nearby.

Panting heavily as he ran, he simply threw himself down next to Murong Yunhai. He glanced helplessly at the middle-aged man in front of him, and Murong Yunhai frowned impatiently.

"It's not the time for us to surrender yet. Why do you always say these depressing words? Even if there is some movement in the grass around you, it may be because the war is in progress and has affected the surrounding small animals.

So the sound they left behind while running, your first task now is to hold on to the gun in your hand. As long as the enemy dares to take a step forward, you must make sure they can't come back!"

Murong Yunhai sighed helplessly. In terms of grasping the overall situation of the entire war, Murong Yunhai indeed had a very big advantage.

"Boss, I'm not joking with you. Our entire company has now passively turned into defense during the attack. Moreover, you can hear that there are fewer and fewer gunshots around. This means that it is very possible that it is really true.

Someone had already touched our back row while we were not paying attention and killed the other people behind us."

The middle-aged man in front of him was almost crying at this time, probably because of the extreme fear in his heart.

Sometimes fear is really something that can be contagious. Although it itself has no shape, this emotion can infect other people's moods in the shortest possible time.

Murong Yunhai frowned slightly. He frowned, and it seemed that he felt something was wrong in his heart. According to normal principles, the entire company should be engaged in a fierce battle with the opponent, and it was impossible to be so quiet.

Just when Murong Yunhai was about to wave his hand to signal the other party to lie down first and wait and see what happened, suddenly a young man wearing black clothes rushed over from the left.

The young man held a Nepali saber in his hand. Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and slashed at Murong Yunhai's neck.

Soon enough, Murong Yunhai almost subconsciously pushed the man in the middle aside. At the same time, his hands seemed to have turned into steel claws, and he pinched the man fiercely.

Maimon.

The young man in front of her had never thought that Murong Yunhai would have such extraordinary skills. For a moment, she was restrained by the other party and was in severe pain, which made her even want to shout loudly.

At this moment, the middle-aged man next to him also spoke.

"Boss, why don't we kill this guy first? I always feel that he may have other uses. At least we can learn from his mouth how the people on our side are doing now, which is quite a lot.

Let him play his full role to some extent."

As he said this, the fat middle-aged man in front of him swaggered to the young man's side, stretched out his hand, took out a very small short knife from his pocket, and stabbed it hard.

On the opponent's thigh.

The severe pain caused the young man's body to tremble continuously, but he was indeed a man and did not say a word throughout the entire process.

"Are you going to say it or not? Who sent you here? What is the purpose of your attack on our company this time?"

After the middle-aged man in front of him asked this question, a sneer began to appear on the young man's lips, as if he had heard the funniest joke.

Being a little confused by the person in front of him, Murong Yunhai's mouth twitched helplessly, and finally he could only look at the fat man next to him.

"Can you understand what he is mumbling? Or is there any way you can get him to tell us what the situation is like here?"

Facing Murong Yunhai's inquiry, the middle-aged man in front of him looked helpless.

"Boss, are you kidding me? I don't need to tell you, you should already know that I am not very willing to accept this kind of actual combat training, but now you actually let me...!"

Before he could finish his words, the middle-aged man had no choice but to bite the bullet and get into the grass nearby.

In order to get rid of the guy in front of him in the shortest possible time, the middle-aged man almost used all his strength. After making sure that the other person really made no sound, he turned around and left.

But as soon as the two people walked out of the grass, they saw more than a dozen sticks sticking out from all directions.
Chapter completed!