"Three points, armored vehicle, move out!"
"Okay, they can't escape. I'll take care of them!"
The team member operating the turret immediately adjusted the turret's direction and then pressed the fire button hard.
With a deafening roar, the fleeing armored vehicle was instantly overturned, and the towering flames illuminated the surrounding roads. Another armored vehicle, seeing its companion destroyed, didn't even bother to prepare for a rescue and fled in another direction, only to be met with another shell.
When the shell landed on the front of the armored vehicle, a huge gap was torn open, and a fire broke out inside the vehicle. Everyone inside perished in the flames.
At this moment, the supply team was officially defeated, and the tank driver finally showed a smile. He drove the tank forward and when he arrived at the familiar building, Zhou Tong felt much more relaxed when he saw the tank.
So he quickly waved to the crowd: "Brothers, Lu Yuan is here, let's go down!"
So everyone went downstairs. The wounded were carried down, and the two bodies were placed on a wooden board, ready to be carried back.
Lu Yuan struggled to climb out of the tank, shaken to his core by the sound of the cannons and the jolting, his mind a complete mess.
"Old Zhou, how are things going?"
Zhou Tong pointed to his battered face and injured arm: "It's not a big problem, I'm fine. But these seriously injured people need to be treated promptly!"
Lu Yuan nodded, and immediately flicked his finger, sending all the injured team members and the two fallen team members into the dimensional space.
Zhou Tong pointed to the building in the distance that was surrounded by monsters.
"The Delta Force is still alive over there. Should we capture them alive, or eliminate them?"
Lu Yuan was only thinking about leaving this place as soon as possible. He had no interest in capturing them alive, so he patted the inside of the tank.
"Give them a quick death, after all, they are a world-renowned special forces unit!"
The gunner inside immediately nodded, then adjusted the direction of the cannon and aimed it at the building being pulled.
At that moment, Morrison sat by the window, quietly watching the tank's turret pointed at him, his heart sinking.
He sighed, then silently picked up his pistol.
Goodbye, everyone!
A gunshot rang out, followed by a series of gunshots.
There was no one alive in that building anymore.
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