The golden round shield could not be put into the storage space. Chen Xing put on his own Dragon Scale Guard combat uniform, tore the Xiong Baotuan combat uniform into strips of cloth, then tied the shield to his back, and then returned to Wu Erxiong and Zeng Daming.
Now is not the time to go up. We need to wait for the Iron Fist mercenaries to come down, kill some of them, arm these unarmed mercenaries, and then rush out in one go.
Seeing Chen Xing coming back with a golden shield on his back, Wu Erxiong and Zeng Daming both showed surprised expressions.
"Is this what they are looking for?" Wu Erxiong pointed above.
Chen Xing nodded and said, "When the time comes, I will rush up first. They will definitely chase me, and then you guys will rush out."
"Then, what should you do?" "Yes, there are several sanctuaries up there, as well as Count Iron Fist..."
When they heard Chen Xing's plan, the two were moved and worried at the same time.
"Just a few of them want to catch me in the next life." Chen Xing said with a sneer.
Seeing his disdainful look, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Next, there is a long wait.
More than ten hours later, the first batch of Iron Fist mercenaries entered the underground palace. They held assault rifles in their hands, and the flashlights hanging on the rifles emitted beams of incandescent light.
"There seems to be a mouse ahead!"
"I heard footsteps too. Let's go take a look."
"Mad, this mouse runs pretty fast."
"Chase!"
Under Chen Xing's deliberate guidance, the Iron Fist mercenaries chased along the passage and arrived outside the hall at the fork.
"There's fire inside, maybe it's a rat's nest."
"Haha, let's go in and scare them."
"Be careful. Although they don't have guns, they are not fuel efficient."
The Iron Fist mercenaries rushed into the bifurcated hall, and before they could see the situation clearly, bullets were fired at them.
A blue light film appeared on the bodies of the first few. When the bullets hit it, stars and sand flew everywhere, and the light film shook violently.
"Oops, we were ambushed!"
"Damn it, where did they get the guns?"
"Back up, back up quickly!"
The Iron Fist mercenaries scrambled and huddled together, but the result was even less efficient. The psychic armors of the few fighting soldiers who were at the front were instantly broken. The bullet penetrated the body and spurted out large amounts of blood.
"Don't block me, get out of here!" "Uh-huh!"
In the extreme chaos, only half of the Iron Fist mercenaries withdrew, and the rest were killed on the spot.
Still in shock, another pair of blood-red eyes lit up in the darkness, followed by a sound of piercing the sky.
"Boohoo!"
A large number of spears fell from the top of the head, one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the ones in front were pierced into hedgehogs.
"Made, fight them!"
The man who looked like a captain picked up a repeating shotgun and rushed over, the muzzle of the gun spraying out iron sand crazily.
There was a flash of fire, and a huge white wolf appeared in his sight.
In front of my eyes, a fishy wind hit my nostrils. The giant wolf jumped in front of him and opened his bloody mouth.
The captain was so frightened that he screamed, but the next second his head was bitten. With a sudden pull, the cervical vertebrae broke and blood spurted out. The headless corpse fell forward limply.
"Don't kill us!" "We surrender, surrender!"
The remaining Iron Fist mercenaries were so frightened that their morale collapsed, and they all raised their hands to surrender.
The mercenaries who were deceived swarmed up, grabbed their weapons, and knocked them to the ground.
"Lie to me, I'll let you lie to me!" "Kill all these bitches!" "You idiots, now you know how to beg for mercy!" "Kill them!"
The surrendered Iron Fist mercenaries were not treated as prisoners, but were stripped of their clothes and pants, and ended their lives in the most cruel and humiliating way.
Not long after, another group of Iron Fist mercenaries came down and were also led to the bifurcated hall. After being disarmed, he was beaten to death by an angry crowd.
Mercenaries are a profession that licks blood with their swords, and they all have a cruel personality. You can imagine the anger in your heart when you were tricked and mistreated, forced to do hard work and used as cannon fodder.
Once he takes back the initiative, he will vent his anger at all costs and pour out all the humiliation of these days on the other party. This group of Iron Fist mercenaries were like lambs that had fallen into a pack of wolves. All their bones were shattered and their bodies were like mud.
"Almost forget it. Save some energy, we will have to escape later." Chen Xing's voice was not loud, but the mercenaries stopped immediately.
Chen Xing had a very high prestige, he was a strong man in the Holy Realm, and he helped them, so they naturally followed his orders.
After waiting for two more groups of Iron Fist mercenaries to come down, half of them were armed. Chen Xing felt that it was almost done. If he dragged it down any longer, the people above would become suspicious. When the entrance was blown down, he wouldn't be afraid if he could teleport, but these people would definitely be buried alive inside.
"Wait for my signal and rush out at once!"
Near the entrance of the pit, Chen Xing gave Wu Erxiong and Zeng Daming his final instructions, and then a flash of lightning appeared at the bottom of the pit.
The crack in the space behind him immediately opened, and the White Wolf King jumped out. Chen Xing climbed onto the wolf's back, and the White Wolf King threw away his four legs and ran upwards. The whole movement was done in one go, without even half a second of stagnation.
Things happened so fast that the Iron Fist mercenaries on top didn't react until the White Wolf King rushed to the halfway point.
"Someone ran away!" "Stop him quickly!"
The Iron Fist mercenaries fired their guns one after another, but at this moment, a huge space crack opened on the ground, and goblins poured out like a tide.
"Hala!"
On the ground, in the air, a green storm swept across the entire area.
Seeing the menacing goblin army, the Iron Fist mercenaries subconsciously turned their guns and shot at the place that threatened the most.
In an instant, gunfire broke out and the sound of killing shook the sky.
Chen Xing seized the opportunity and sprinted upward.
Count Iron Fist, who was standing at the top of the temple, suddenly changed his face when he saw the White Wolf King climbing up by dodging left and right.
"The giant white wolf is the murderer!"
"And the green monster, yes, that's him!"
"Look at the golden buckler on his back!"
"Hurry up and chase him, don't let him get away!"
Several space cracks opened simultaneously, and a blue sea of light illuminated the surrounding area. Amidst the friction of gears, one by one the mechanical puppets walked out of the sea of light, emitting black smoke and steam, and chased in the direction of Chen Xing.
A swarm of fighter jets flew across the sky, swooping down towards the mechanical golem. The wings on both sides spit out tongues of fire and fired a long stream of bullets.
The puppet's body was on fire, and its iron shell was clanking.
Two of the taller puppets bent down, their eyes suddenly glowed red, and orange-red rays shot out, sweeping across the sky with a swish.
Fighters that came into contact with the ray exploded on the spot, with streams of fire flying down, including burning wood chips and melted iron sheets.
The goblin army on the ground surged forward, and the torrent of steel was suddenly blocked by the green ocean, stagnating as if it was stuck in mud.
Seeing the White Wolf King climbing to the top of the slope and fleeing quickly, the strong men from the Mechanical Alliance were extremely anxious and loudly urged Yu Ling to move forward.
Among the mechanical puppets, a giant puppet that was as thick and thick as an iron tower rushed to the front. The most conspicuous thing is that there are two big iron balls dragged at the end of the arms, pulled by iron chains, and they are swung up to make a roaring wind, sweeping everything around.
Even the friendly troops nearby couldn't avoid it. A tall and thin puppet was hit by the iron ball and lost an arm on the spot. Not to mention the fragile and short goblins, like ants under an iron hammer, the strong wind brought by the iron ball can tear them into pieces.
The goblins were as fragile as tofu in front of the mechanical puppets, and were killed in a blink of an eye, leaving a long trail of blood.
But the number of goblins was countless. After killing one group, another group rushed forward, even the iron ball puppet like a meat grinder was tightly held back.
"Viscount Jesse, catch up quickly!"
"good!"
Following the loud response, a steel spider emerged from the crowd. The long pointed legs danced wildly, stepping on the goblin's head and crawling rapidly, like a hovercraft on the green ocean, unaffected by the resistance of the sea water.
Chen Xing, who was on the wolf's back, looked back and saw the steel spider approaching rapidly.
Behind the Iron Spider, a large group of mechanical puppets were rushing towards this side.
Seeing that the time was right, he put his thumb and index finger in his mouth, took a deep breath, and whistled loudly.
Upon hearing his signal, Wu Erxiong and Zeng Daming who were under the pit immediately shouted, "Brothers, charge!"
The mercenaries swarmed out, shooting upwards and climbing. The Iron Fist mercenaries were busy shooting goblins when a group of people suddenly emerged from below. They were suddenly attacked from both sides and suffered terribly.
The scene became increasingly chaotic. Chen Xing glanced at the chasing group of puppets with the corner of his eye, and said to himself, "The rest can only rely on yourselves."
Then he mobilized the giant wolf and ran wildly.
The surrounding scenery quickly retreated, leaving the battlefield in the blink of an eye, running towards the deep ruins of the city.
"Woo!"
The whistle sounded behind him, and the Iron Spider danced its legs rapidly, faster than the White Wolf King, and gradually approached.
Chen Xing summoned a group of goblin wolf cavalry to stop him, but he saw the long spider legs retracting and releasing, dexterously passing over the wolf cavalry, and catching up directly.
Upon seeing this, Chen Xing reached out and grabbed the SCAR Future Edition from the storage space, switched to sniper mode, and locked onto the Iron Spider behind him.
"Try this!"
The energy storage was completed in one second, and the blue armor-piercing bullet came out and hit the spider puppet's head.
A layer of light film emerged, blocking the bullet, but the huge impact caused it to stop for half a second.
Although it only takes half a second, under high-speed movement, a moment of stagnation can open a long distance.
This future version of SCAR also has very advanced rune circuits. The speed of ordinary charged shots is compressed to less than one second, which is very efficient.
Iron Spider had just recovered from stagnation, and before it could increase its speed, it was shot again and was stretched wide again.
But Chen Xing did not rush to get rid of the opponent, but went back to attract the strong men of the Machinery Alliance.
In fact, it was unnecessary for him to do this. People like Count Iron Fist came here just for the golden buckler. When they saw him, they were like evil wolves eyeing their prey. There were still those insignificant little characters in their eyes.
In addition to the Iron Spider, there are a few slender puppets that are faster, but they are only as fast as the White Wolf King and cannot catch up with him.
Chen Xing turned around and fired every few seconds to contain the fastest Iron Spider.
He ran and stopped, but the opponent just couldn't catch up.
"Quickly intercept him!"
The Earl of Iron Fist in the rear was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
In the next half hour, Chen Xing led a group of mechanical puppet members to run for dozens of kilometers. Finally, they encountered a newly opened space crack and rushed in immediately.
White light flashed and he appeared in the rain forest.
"Crash!"
It was night outside and it was pouring rain. Chen Xing got wet as soon as he came out.
The jungle is extremely dark, but it cannot affect the insect-turned-wolf with excellent night vision.
"Walk!"
The White Wolf King got into the bushes. The space crack behind him flashed with light, and a steel spider rushed out, followed by a large group of mechanical puppets and their hosts.
"Chase!"
"Even if we go to the ends of the world, we can't let him go!"
