Chapter 827 (1/2)

Today, a new member of the mission team of their dare to die camp has joined.

It is said that this new member was transferred from the edge of Chang'an City by the emperor who was far away in Chang'an.

It is said that this brave newcomer volunteered to join their dare to die camp and contribute to the border defense of the Han Dynasty.

These veterans also admire such warriors.

Therefore, for the first time, the unspoken rules that will be used on new members have not been used on he Shuimo.

Yes, he Shuimo is now standing in the middle of the team, physically weak and panting, and his legs are filled with lead. He is almost unable to move his steps.

But even so, he is struggling to move forward

Darling, where is this? This is the Gobi beach beyond the reach of the Han Army deep into the Hun border.

If he drags a group of people here, the members of these ferocious death squads will throw his still white and tender little fat here to feed the wolf.

He Shuimo is really afraid. He is afraid of even his ability to splash and cheat during the day.

At this time, he can only follow forward... Forward... Forward again.

However, at this time, a voice breaking through the air sounded in their ears.

The leader of the team, after hearing the sound, immediately shouted at the members of the death squads behind him.

”No! The Hun cavalry outpost is coming! Everyone hurry to disperse and hide. Don't forget the code of the subsequent joint and the place of meeting.”

”Brothers, cherish each other! Good luck!”

After saying this, the captain of the dare to die camp did not retreat but entered. Instead, he pulled out the huge ring head knife carried behind him. In the worried, angry and reluctant eyes of the members behind him... He rushed in the direction of the arrow.

”Your han grandfather is here. The Huns and barbarians look at the knife.”

The captain is using his life to delay the escape time of just a few minutes for the 24 team members behind him. He is using his bravery to perfectly explain what is the fear of life and death of the dare to die camp.

No matter how bad the environment is and how cruel the enemy is, the team members who have never shed a tear are full of tears in their eyes at this moment.

Even if they do not give up, they will not live up to the scattered time their captain has won for them.

If they were lucky enough to escape, they would return the pain they suffered today to the animals opposite thousands of times.

”Whoosh, whoosh”

”Ah!”

The more intensive sound of arrows and crossbows, accompanied by the familiar scream, made the tears of the men who had spread in all directions... Roll down all at once.

They dare not look back. They are afraid that even if they look back, they will turn around and return to fight with their most respected old captain.

This is the rebirth of the old captain in exchange for his own life. They can't just... Waste it.

The team members scattered quickly. When the Hun outpost cavalry rushed to the place where they had gathered, how could there be half a person on the Gobi Desert full of weeds and thorns?

”Asshole, these spies of the Han Army are really slippery and lose their hands! They finally met a team of living people, one or two, and they are as hard to deal with as madmen.”

”Hey, wait, I seem to have found something...”

The head of the swearing Hun leader suddenly set his eyes on the center of the withered grass beach not far away.

There's a fish in the net!

Thinking of the Xiongnu people who had this possibility, they were happy. They stopped shouting curses with tacit understanding and drove their horses towards the direction of the haystack.

”Come out, we see you!”

The Huns who took the lead in discovering the hiding place, looked at each other's huge ass exposed because they were not good at concealment, and reluctantly reminded them.

But who would have thought that the people in the grass crenel didn't seem to hear their cry, but rubbed their ass in a little.

”Ha ha.”