Chapter 168

This is a tentative attack. If it succeeds

More than 100 young martial artists stared at Zhao Hai's fast running figure, all clenched their fists and looked very nervous.

One of the soldiers of Zichen Empire killed a warrior with a knife and looked up at Zhao Hai who rushed to him.

Zhao Hai had a short knife in his hand, and his eyes looked absolutely cool.

Seeing Zhao Hai's running speed, a look of contempt appeared on the face under the mask of the purple Chen Empire soldier. Zhao Hai is only a first-class warrior. In the eyes of the Zichen Empire soldier, he is no different from ordinary humans.

When they came to earth this time, they didn't meet any decent opponents except on the Antarctic ice sheet.

Even the Ninth level warrior Dido of ice and snow city was soon killed by them.

"Hoo ~"

The Zichen Empire soldier dodged, came to Zhao Hai in the blink of an eye, raised his arm and cut off with a machete connected to the arm armor.

Looking at the thin, curved knife, Zhao Hai sneered.

This is the time!

Zhao Hai loosened the detonator button in his hand.

"Poof ~"

The soldiers of Zichen Empire cut off Zhao Hai's head with a knife.

"Boom ~"

But at the same time, the ******* tied to Zhao Hai exploded!

The Zichen Empire soldiers who killed Zhao Hai were immediately surrounded by white flames, and then flew out by the air waves generated by the explosion. They flew over a distance of more than ten meters in the air before they hit the ground with a bang.

Several soldiers of Zichen Empire around also stumbled back by the explosion, and finally stabilized their steps. Two of the nearby fighters were killed and three were blown up.

This is also a matter of no choice. In the eyes of young martial arts, these martial arts will die sooner or later... In order to kill these Zichen Empire soldiers, young people don't care about their own lives, let alone others.

Zhao Hai has completed his mission with his own life.

Next, let's look at the effect of this ***************************************************************!

At this time, teenagers are most nervous.

When the explosion happened just now, the white flame wrapped around the soldiers of Zichen Empire disappeared in an instant. In such a short time, I don't know if the high-temperature flame can hurt the purple Chen Empire warrior

The teenagers quietly opened their eyes and looked at the purple Chen Empire soldiers lying on the ground and blown up.

At this time, the man was already scorched black and was still smoking.

For both sides of the scuffle, this is just a small episode. Both the soldiers of Zichen Empire and the fighters who resist the soldiers of Zichen Empire just glanced at it and began to fight again.

It's like "fighting", but it's more like slaughter.

In the eyes of the soldiers of Zichen Empire, low-level warriors are as easy to kill as sheep.

"Puff, puff..."

The sound of cutting and killing kept ringing, and the blood splashed, which sounded very harsh.

The screams of the warriors dying were drowned by this sound.

At this time, the whole body was smoking, and the scorched purple Chen Empire soldier actually moved. He struggled to stand up and walked forward unsteadily.

He didn't know there was a wall in front of him. He hit it and hit the wall.

Stupid?

The teenagers opened their eyes wide.

"Puff ~"

At this time, a warrior seized the opportunity, flashed in front of the purple Chen Empire soldier who was confused by the explosion, and cut off his head with a knife.

This is the first dead Zichen imperial soldier who attacked Wabo city.

Although the explosion just now did not directly kill the man, it made him lose his combat ability.

More than 100 teenagers looked at each other.

Since it works, then next

"Everyone scattered, try not to be in the same place..." Li junyang frowned and made a final explanation.

The young warriors nodded.

"Let's go!"

Li junyang stood up and said in a deep voice.

The young martial artists immediately dispersed and went to all parts of the city

This kind of suicide attack can only be taken by surprise. If the soldiers of Zichen empire are vigilant, it will be difficult to achieve.

"Unfortunately, the time is too short and there are too few such explosives. If there are a large number of such explosives, thousands of them can be consumed by the method of dying together!" Li junyang looked at the battle ahead and gritted his teeth.

"Peng ~"

Just then, standing behind Li junyang, a teenager who didn't leave slapped Li junyang on the neck.

Li junyang's body stiffened and fell to the ground.

"Class leader, I'm sorry! You can't die."

The boy finished, dragged the unconscious Li junyang to the corner of the wall and covered it with a broken wooden board.

After doing this, the 17-year-old boy sorted out his clothes, looked at the martial assistant on his wrist, and then took out the detonator from his pocket.

The fighters in front are about to be killed, and there are still more than ten people left. The soldiers of Zichen Empire have come here quickly.

The boy saw one of them and rushed over with a knife.

"Boom ~"

Another violent explosion sounded.

Next, violent explosions continued to sound in the city.

When these hot-blooded teenagers died, a suicide note was made public in the eyes of the world.

The first is Zhao Hai's.

When he died, the broadcast sounded in Yunyang city where he lived.

Broadcast is a recording formed by the master's voice after the martial assistant translates the text.

"My name is Zhao Hai, who lives in 13 apartments in area A. Hello, Dad, mom, and people who hate me! When you heard this broadcast, I was dead. I died with an alien in Wabo city. My age is 16, which is not good. This is the class leader. We took the initiative to report our age, which I didn't want to say.

To sum up, as a son, I want to thank my parents for their upbringing. But as a martial artist, I also hate you, because you are all senior martial artists. When mankind is in danger, you hide in the city and dare not fight.

If you don't fight, we young martial artists have to do it on our behalf. Although our strength is very weak and aliens can kill us with a knife, we are not afraid of death.

You will think we are stupid, but what I want to say is that I died well, because I traded my life for the life of an alien, or seriously injured him.

In this way, he can kill many of our compatriots less. If I kill one, how many young martial artists like me can kill together?

Finally, I despise the martial arts masters in the city. In our hearts, you're out. You're like a brave mouse. You can only hide in the hole and tremble in the face of a powerful alien strong man. Because you've lost the martial spirit! Shit! There's no time, everyone. See you in the next life! "

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Such broadcasts, in a short time, sounded in various cities.

In Tianxiong City, Xu Fei, Yang Tian's former classmate, couldn't help crying when he heard this broadcast.

In Tianxiong City, the last words of a 17-year-old boy, Xie Feng, were broadcast.

Xu Fei used his position to broadcast this kind of broadcast without authorization.