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Volume 3: Changing Heavens Chapter 247: Defense Battle of Putuoluo Palace

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    It was not the first day that these special warriors went on a mission. Of course they could see the situation clearly. The opponent's marksmanship was extremely accurate. Even warriors like them who had experienced hundreds of battles did not dare to joke with their lives easily.

    Time passed in this silence, and the opponent seemed to be able to keep his composure, fully displaying the theory that if the enemy does not move, I will not move.  For a while, there was no movement from either side.

    At this time, Jin Zhongying was a little impatient. If this raid could not be resolved quickly, they would be the ones who would be wiped out in the end.  Even in the end, the other party had to pay a huge price, but in his mind, death is death. Even if you are awarded any honorary title after death, it is only for others to see. For the dead  It doesn't make any sense.  So people these days have to become more selfish and value their own lives more than anyone else.

    He hid in that corner, gesturing to the soldiers on the other side, telling them to attack.

    The duty of soldiers is to obey orders. Now that their leaders have given instructions, they can no longer hide there.  He once again made a few special force gestures with his companions diagonally across the corner, which seemed to mean discussing the next move.

    From the monotonous sound of gunshots, it seemed that the number of the opponent was only one or two. Presumably, it was a coincidence that the guns were hidden in the Lamaism. It would be terrible if there were also a large amount of ammunition hidden.  If a religion usually chants sutras and worships Buddha, or guides people to do good, then is it necessary to hide so many weapons?  Unless they want to rebel.

    After several special forces communicated with each other, the operation started immediately. The last one pressed his back against the wall pillar in front, slowly stretched out his submachine gun, and was ready to throw stones to ask for directions.  But just as his gun showed a little corner, there was another "?" gunshot. He immediately felt that the gun in his hand was hit by a strong impact, and his wrist could no longer grasp the handle of the gun. If  If you hold it forcefully, the hand can only be lifted off the elbow.  So he immediately released his fingers and let the gun fly out with great momentum.

    This special soldier couldn't help but feel chilled secretly.  Judging from this situation, this group of people has fallen into the opponent's dragnet.  Everyone is under surveillance, and any movement may attract a bullet.  Want to move.  .  .  It seems impossible.

    But the other person is secretly happy.  He was Jin Zhongying. He was counting in his mind. Another bullet was missing. No one was injured this time, only a submachine gun was lost.

    Suddenly, something moved in his heart, he grabbed a stone from the ground next to him and threw it into the air with all his strength.

    "?" There was another gunshot, and a hole was shot through the stone before it fell in free fall.

    "Another one!" Now the opponent only has seven bullets left.  Jin Zhongying got an idea from the actions of the special soldier just now. Since the other party would shoot him as soon as he saw his reaction, why not use some other deception methods to waste his bullets?  It really worked after a try.

    When he thought that this method would really work, he repeated his old trick.  But he was disappointed. The stone that was thrown up this time fell back without any damage. The other party seemed to have learned a lesson from the previous process.  Don't be fooled or deceived by him anymore.

    At this time, those special forces have basically been able to find the opponent's landing point through the gunshots just now, and several of them winked and stretched out their fingers for the final countdown.  When all the fingers were pulled down, they all jumped out of the cover and simultaneously pulled the triggers to shoot in that direction.

    The sound of machine guns "clicking, clicking" kept ringing. In their minds, with such intensive firepower, it was simply impossible for the other side to get up and fight back against them.

    ¡°However, some things in the world often just don¡¯t go as he expected.  A sound that was obviously different from that of a submachine gun "?" sounded.  A special soldier fell back in response.

    The fourth one!  This was the fourth soldier they had sacrificed after coming out of the palace.  But this does not mean that he is the last one. Before the other special forces had time to stand up and use their guns to support their teammates, another one was shot down.

    The opponent's erratic cold gun made a chill rise in their hearts. Why did it sound like the opponent was constantly moving?  It was east for a while, south for a while, and there was no way to find his exact location.

    While they were firing their guns at what they thought was their target.  Suddenly, several red figures appeared in the sky.  And jumped down from the top at an astonishing speed. Immediately afterwards, the special forces felt a pain in their wrists, and they were no longer able to hold the submachine gun tightly. For a while, those instant murderous weapons had left their grasp.

    But at this time they no longer careGo up and pick up the submachine gun that fell to the ground.  Because they found that they were surrounded by a group of lamas wearing yellow robes and red monk robes, holding long iron rods in their hands. It would not be an exaggeration to describe their eyes as "eager".

    Those special forces soldiers did not have weapons in their hands at this time. Seeing this situation, their first reaction was to pull out the pistols at their waists.  But how could those lamas allow them to do this?  A strong gust of wind blew by, and the huge club head had swept over.  The special forces soldier was startled. Fortunately, after long training, his body was relatively flexible, and he only narrowly avoided the danger.

    But just because he avoided it didn't mean he would be safe.  As soon as he stood still, he immediately felt a sharp pain in his lower back.  The impact was so powerful that it almost broke his spine.  A stream of blood rushed out of his mouth.  The pain made his entire face turn pale.

    It turns out that Lama now has the upper hand in terms of numbers. Therefore, although the special forces evaded one attack, he did not see another attack next to him, and of course he could not avoid it.

    These lamas knew the news about the massacre in the palace ahead, so they did not show mercy at all. They wanted to avenge those who died, and they wanted to seek justice for their companions who had died tragically under the opponent's gun.

    The other special forces were also stunned by the sudden turn of events. Some of the ones who reacted quickly had already shot several lamas dead.  But those lamas didn't seem to be ordinary people, and they had an advantage in terms of numbers. They shot a few here, and someone there immediately used big sticks to get them back.  Although the dead are gone, this battle must continue.  Although the weapons of both sides were hot and cold, there was also a huge disparity in the number of people, so both sides fell to the ground for a while.

    The cold gunman from before has not been idle at this moment, but I don¡¯t know what his intention is. He has never shot his head since Lama appeared.  The target was changed to the gun in the opponent's hand, and all of a sudden, the guns in the hands of the special forces were shot away.  Facing the lamas holding iron rods with their bare hands, they had no power to fight back.

    And when the lama saw his companion being shot dead in front of his own eyes, his eyes were already red.  Therefore, there is no mercy in taking action.  Although there is no gunman's headshot, but if the headshot is done with an iron rod, the scene will be more tragic and scary.  Just imagine, an iron rod hits the head, and the whole head explodes, and the white brains and red blood are intertwined. What a terrifying scene it is.

    Most people are more powerful. Similarly, many people will be mixed, one person, one person, and soon, those special soldiers have been solved.  Now only Jin Zhongying is left huddled in the corner.

    At this time, he looked at the murderous lamas with fear on his face.  I deeply regretted my unauthorized action this time. It seemed that my end was coming. With so many lamas lying in a pool of blood on the ground, they had no reason or possibility to let me go.

    The lamas pressed forward step by step, and one of them had already raised the iron rod high, preparing to give him the final blow.

    And Jin Zhongying had resigned himself to his fate and closed his eyes, constantly saying to himself: "It's just for a moment, it's just for a moment, and after a moment, you won't know anything anymore."

    But a deep and powerful voice sounded outside, "Stop!"

    The lama who raised the iron rod immediately stopped his hand in the air after hearing it. Even without looking back, he could know who the voice came from.  He didn't dare not listen to this person's words.

    "This time, people from the pavilion brought so many advanced weapons to kill you. How did our Lamaism offend you?" Although the tone was gentle, it still gave people a sense of pressure.  The speaker is none other than Cangcuo Living Buddha.

    But his words were like playing the harp to an ox. As a Bagua native, Jin Zhongying could not understand what he meant at all. In the past, when he talked with Katho and others, there was an interpreter beside him, which could still be useful to them.  The meaning is half understood.

    ¡°It¡¯s just that something unexpected happened.  The living Buddha of Csangcuo actually started talking in Bagua Mandarin. No one would have thought that this living Buddha, who was over fifty years old, was proficient in many languages.  And he speaks quite fluently.

    But the next moment, Jin Zhongying could no longer hear the other party¡¯s words.  Because he suddenly felt a very severe pain coming from his head, he only had time to hold his head in his hands and roll on the ground.  He didn't understand why this happened, and he didn't have time to figure it out now. The painful feeling made him want to die immediately.  His expression began to become more and more ferocious, and he was screaming like a ghost.

    People around him looked at him with cold eyes, without any feeling of pity at all.  Those who kill will always be killed.  Of course they understand what's going on.  Only the living Buddha Cangcuo has the mental power to attack the opponent's head, causing the opponent to suffer so much pain.

    In the end, Jin Zhongying couldn't bear it any longer and bumped his head against the wall next to him. His head immediately exploded and he slowly slid to the ground as if he had been relieved.

    And the same situation happened in various places in Putuluo Palace.  With the help of the Twelve Resurrection Crystal Gods, and the reaction of those lamas, they quickly extinguished this spark from the Bagua Kingdom.? feeling.  Those who kill will always be killed.  Of course they understand what's going on.  Only the living Buddha Cangcuo has the mental power to attack the opponent's head, causing the opponent to suffer so much pain.

    In the end, Jin Zhongying couldn't bear it any longer and bumped his head against the wall next to him. His head immediately exploded and he slowly slid to the ground as if he had been relieved.

    And the same situation happened in various places in Putuluo Palace.  With the help of the Twelve Resurrection Crystal Gods, and the reaction of those lamas, they quickly extinguished this spark from the Bagua Kingdom.
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