In the ancient Huiyao, most soldiers in the army could only practice two tactics: holding swords and Liaoyuan. The tactics of holding swords could adapt to most combat environments and facilitate formation of military formations. The swords could even go deep into the jungle and mountains to exterminate the genocide.

Liaoyuan's tactics are the cold weapon tactics with the most destructive power in an instant, no doubt about it!

With the high-speed rotating spear tip and the light explosion wrapped around the spear tip, the Liaoyuan warrior can make a big hole when he poked it. Not to mention poking the vital points, even if he poked the butt with the most flesh, he could poke the whole person in two pieces!

Although the Grass Cutting Messenger had reacted very quickly, they were still poked too many guns, with several big holes in their heads, chests, and abdomen, and their internal organs were tangled into pieces. In just a moment, they were already soaked in a pool of blood, and the amount of bleeding was extremely large, even if the chief medical officer came, they might not be able to save them.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for Liaoyuan warriors to achieve such a battle unless they are in the army. After all, no one is stupid, so how could you poke it? However, the terrain of the classroom corridor is really good, and the opportunity that Liaoyuan warriors seize is too accurate.

The remaining two grass-cutting messengers did not speak, but a cursed hunter recited a few dialects that everyone could not understand and said, "Die early and reborn soon."

No one moved around, and even saw the gunman running away, he didn't chase him or her. God knew if there was still ambush.

Although they had been mentally prepared for a long time, the death of the Grass Cutting Messenger still gave them great impact. The Grass Cutting Messenger is definitely not weak, and is ranked at least in the middle and upper reaches among everyone.

In contrast, those gunmen and Liaoyuan warriors were just some smelly fish and rotten shrimps.

However, just a few stinky fish and rotten shrimps, using the cooperation of the terrain, they actually killed two envoys of the grass-cutting envoys.

So straightforward, so simple and quick.

Most importantly, under that kind of ambush, they can't do better than the Grass Cutting Messenger, or even die more miserably!

“Very exquisite calculation.”

The chief executive looked at the quiet Night Dart teaching building and said, "First, we used three very fragile gunners to attract attention. We who had experienced an ambush once were in a bad mood. When we saw this soft persimmon, we immediately forgot to check the reality of the classroom. I also asked the Grass-cutting Envoy to kill the three gunners directly."

"The Liaoyuan warriors are hiding in the classroom, obviously just to ambush the attackers who want to kill the gunman. They have completely understood our ideas, and with intentional calculations and unintentionality, we step by step into the killing game."

"But the heavy arrangements also reveal their truth." The chief executive said: "Their individual combat power is very weak. Whether it is a gunman or a warrior in Liaoyuan, at most, they are ordinary warriors who enter the house. If there is a slight mistake in cooperation, they will not be able to achieve such a result, and they may even be killed by the envoy of the slashing grass."

That's true.

Although the team led the team to help him, Yan Tong's combat power was just like that. Per capita entry into the house is already a huge advantage for a big city. You should know that in the Statistics Department of Xingke County, Qian Yuliu who entered the house can be the captain, and most of the team members' tactics are not.

The attackers gathered elite special operators from the outer eight districts, and they were all integrated per capita, with a high level of people, and there were also a large number of people. If the two sides were pulled out to confront each other head-on, Leyu suspected that the Yan Tong would be wiped out without damage.

"The strong may not be the strong, but the weak are the weak after all. If we only need to rely on precise calculations and traps weave them by conspiracy, we can make the weak defeat the strong, then what other tactics do we practice?"

"Strength is power, power is truth. Next, I will lead the team to open the way."

The chief executive first derogated his recklessness, pointed out the enemy's weakness, and finally led the team to open the way, basically bringing up the morale of these desperadoes. He looked at the rubble in the passage on the second floor, looked up at the third floor, and said, "We pass by the third floor. Even if there are ambush gunmen, they only need to deal with the gun strikes on the third floor opposite, and the gun strikes below are not worth mentioning."

The chief manager walked to the third floor with the iron-faced man, and as soon as he went up, a familiar sound of gunfire sounded.

Three more gunmen attacked them in the corridor.

This time, the chief executive was not anxious or slow, and first sent the cursed hunter into the classroom for inspection and signaled the iron-faced man to walk in front. The iron-faced man "carefully" removed the classroom door, then used the door post in the middle of the passage to resist the guns, so that the people behind him could walk to the third floor quickly.

The cursed hunter who entered the classroom confirmed that he had not been ambushed, so he directly drilled through the walls of the classroom and crashed one by one, even approaching the location of the gunman!

With this steady advancement, and there were also gunners among the attackers, the gunmen rushed back and fired, but no one was seduced by them until the curse hunter shouted: "There is no one in all the classrooms!"

"Pay attention to the top of your head and the third floor opposite!" said the chief manager quickly: "No. 2, go and catch a living!"

The light around suddenly dimmed. The iron-faced man next to the main commander took a step forward and stepped on a road of tidal woven light. The tall figure flashed like a flash and crossed more than ten meters in an instant, almost catching up with the Yan Tong Gunman who was jumping off the building and running away!

At this moment, all the lights in the entire teaching building went out!

Darkness is coming!

At the same time, there were continuous sounds of gunfires on the opposite side!

"Stop, everyone should be careful to avoid gun bullets and don't walk around!"

The chief executive shouted loudly, and instantly calmed the slightly panicked team. "They are already poor and will only use darkness to delay time. Once the light is regained, they can only escape in panic! Throw the burning rod!"

As he said that, several people broke the burning rod and threw it out directly. The dazzling and dazzling light illuminated the moment of the Night Direk Teaching Building.

When the attackers looked at the opposite side with malicious intentions, the faces of dead people appearing in front of them were tragically dead

I saw girls wearing white clothes and children wearing new clothes floating in the air outside the third floor. Their eyes were empty, their faces were pale, and their mouths were wide open like screaming. At the moment they were illuminated by the burning rod, their faces even had strange green lights, staring at the attackers with a 'gliding'.

They were less than one meter away from the attacker, so that the wind blew gently and they seemed to be about to kiss.

The sound of the night wind blowing through the woods sounded like wailing and screaming.

The burning rod fell to the first floor, but the burning light was less than the height of the third floor. There was a little light that let the attackers know that those "things" were right in front of them, and they also illuminated the two ugliness who were extremely ugly in death.

Some people wanted to divert their gaze to look at the atrium on the first floor, but felt that the two bodies seemed to be looking at them too.

The sound of the gun had stopped, and the teaching building fell into silence again. Everyone could only hear the sound of breathing and their own heartbeat.

No one dared to move.

No one even knows how they should react.

Oh no, Leyu thought.

He forgot that people in this world have never seen the world.

Although Huiyao has ghost stories, it is basically the level of "there are ghosts under the bed". Moreover, they have never seen the gif pictures of the haunted house and the beautiful girl suddenly turned into a female ghost. They can't help but scare them with their curse-level character designs.

So Leyu randomly selected a lucky audience nearby and blew a cold wind behind his ears.

The next second, a shrill scream that made my scalp tingled through the night sky!
Chapter completed!