Phil smiled secretly, hearing that the oil rat was weak, and shouted while directing the personnel to approach the oil rat: "I'll give you a chance now, if you abandon your weapons and surrender, then I can keep you from dying, how about it?" ”

The oil rat's ears twitched slightly, and he keenly searched for the sounds coming from all around, knowing that the enemy was close.

If he broke through now, the oil rat still had a chance to leave, but he didn't want to take that risk.

After rolling his eyes back and forth, the oil rat decided to surrender and shouted at the other side, "What do you say?" If I surrender, you won't kill me? ”

With a triumphant smile on his face, Phil replied, "I promise with my personality." ”

"the horse's personality." The oil rat muttered a sentence in his mouth, threw away the weapon in his hand and raised his hands and shouted, "I'm coming out, don't shoot!" ”

Phil raised his left hand slightly, signaled the personnel approaching the oil rat to pause, stared in the direction of the oil and shouted, "Come out, I'll keep you okay." ”

The oil rat's eyes continued to turn, even if there was a slight opportunity for transformation now, then he would seize it, but unfortunately...

At this time, Zhao Guoqing was holding a sniper rifle in his hand to observe the movements of the second wave of enemies through the night vision scope, although the night vision scope could not see clearly as the heat meter of the timberwolf, but he could also see that the second wave of enemies was very close to Phil's people, but Phil had not noticed it at all.

The second wave of enemies has thirty-nine people, and it is not certain which alliance they are for the time being, but it is certain that the leader is one of the five major mercenary groups.

These people are not only more numerically than Phil, but also superior to Phil in terms of individual soldier quality and weaponry.

If it continues, once the second wave of enemy encirclement is formed, it will be like a vicious tiger pounced, and Phil and the others will have no power to fight back.

One party devours the other in an instant?

No, this situation is definitely not what Zhao Guoqing wants, he has to take this opportunity to weaken the strength of both sides.

For this reason, Zhao Guoqing decided to help Phil.

"Poof." A bullet flies out of a silencer-fitted sniper rifle and hits a rock next to Phil accurately, causing him to jump up and splash on Phil.

Phil trembled as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body tensed.

When the first bullet was fired, Zhao Guoqing immediately raised the muzzle of his gun slightly, so that the crosshair was pointed at the second wave of enemies.

The person closest to Phil became the target of Zhao Guoqing's shooting, and with a "poof", the bullet drilled into the guy's right thigh.

Even though this mercenary was professionally trained, he couldn't help but let out a slight scream of pain when he was bitten by a bullet, and his body was even more unstable and fell to the ground, finding that there was a sound of "bang", and his fingers instinctively pulled the trigger.

"Bang Bang Bang .." A string of bullets flew out of the mercenary's barrel aimlessly.

Phil, who was already nervous, immediately turned his head to look behind him and shouted, "Be careful, there is an ambush!" ”

The others had already heard the gunshots, and with a loud shout from Phil, the battle officially began.

This battle is inevitable, but for both sides in the battle, there are some surprises, and it can even be said to be a little nonsensical, and they don't even know how to fight.

It seems that the reason for the war has become no longer important, what matters is that both sides want to win this battle.

The oil rat, who had already stood up halfway up and was about to surrender, immediately shrank back when he heard the gunshot, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The Grease Rat is a very shrewd person who can always take advantage of any rare opportunity.

He lurked in place, and when the battle heated up and no one was paying attention to him, he began to quietly retreat, successfully jumping out of the range of the fire threat.

Of course, it was impossible for the oil rat to escape from here, as he was stopped by the timberwolves as soon as he jumped out of the firing range.

"Where do you want to go?" The Timberwolf asked unceremoniously.

The oil rat was startled at first, and then roared angrily in a low voice, "What do I mean by saying you? I almost died from those guys' guns, why didn't you shoot me? ”

"Aren't you alive and well now?" The Jungle Wolf glanced at him, and then said, "Let's go, Captain Guo wants to see you." ”

The oil rat snorted dissatisfiedly, but still followed the jungle wolf to Zhao Guoqing's side. The first is that it is impossible for him to escape from the hands of the Timberwolves, and the second is that with the current situation, it seems that he has no better place to go except to follow Zhao Guoqing and the Timberwolves.

Zhao Guoqing didn't mention anything about what happened just now, but just asked, "Which side do you think will win?" ”

The oil rat's nose twitched, and he said as a matter of course: "Do you still need to guess?" Obviously, the guys who are close to us are going to lose, they are no match for the guys on the other side at all. ”

"So we're going to help them." Zhao Guoqing said.

"Huh?" The oil rat looked at Zhao Guoqing inexplicably.

Zhao Guoqing was by no means a belligerent person, on the contrary, he hated fighting and killing.

That's right, he provoked this battle.

However, if there is no second wave of enemies, he will notify the Grease Rat in advance to bypass it before Phil finds out.

Now, he has to help Phil because he hates bullying.

The white-hot battle actually didn't last long, and when the oil rat came to Zhao Guoqing's side, Phil took the initiative to stop the firefight.

Phil is a smart man, he knows the difference in strength between the enemies, and if he continues to fight, the outcome is very obvious, and his side will end in defeat.

It's a fight, it's a game at the same time, there's no need to throw your life here.

Therefore, like an oil rat, Phil voluntarily chose to surrender.

In other words, it is to advance by retreating.

Temporary defeat is nothing, as long as you keep your life, you still have a chance to win the preliminary round.

"Hey, my name is Phil, we have to talk, okay?" Phil shouted loudly, fighting for a chance to negotiate with the other party.

"Fill, we are the Batbands, and our captain has agreed to negotiate with you!" Soon there was a response from the other side, and it seemed that they didn't want to continue, after all, if the fight continued, there would be casualties on their side.

"Batsper?" Zhao Guoqing looked at the oil rat with an inquiring look.

The oil rat immediately spoke: "The Bat Warrior is a team led by the Bat Mercenary Regiment, and the Bat Mercenary Regiment ranks fifth among the top five mercenary regiments, and they are a team that cannot be underestimated. There was a slight pause in his voice, and then he continued, "But... The Bat Mercenaries have no integrity to speak of, they are like vampires who will suck the blood of their enemies, otherwise they will never end a battle easily. ”

Zhao Guoqing nodded, he already had an essential understanding of the Bat Warriors in his heart, and at the same time saw that Phil would soon suffer in front of the Batfighters.

"Get ready for battle." Zhao Guoqing commanded the Jungle Wolf and the Oil Rat.

The Grease Rat picked up his weapon, and the Timberwolf pulled away, quietly sneaking towards both sides of the fight, where he would deliver a fatal blow when the fight resumed.

Phil is a very energetic man, naturally investigating and understanding the reputation of the Bat-Troopers, but there are not many options available to him in front of him.

While secretly signaling his companions to prepare for a second battle, he negotiated with the Bats.

"It's just a game, there's no need for us to keep fighting!" Phil first put forward his own proposition, and then made a condition, "If you want to win the championship in this tournament, I happen to have two winning cards in my hand, and I can give them to you, and the condition is that you have to let us out of here!" Think about it, do you want to continue to fight with us and consume your strength, or do you take the winning card and get out of here? ”

Phil has two winning cards?

Even Zhao Guoqing was surprised, thinking that this guy was really lucky, right?

At the same time, Phil's willingness to hand over the winning card to end the fight is enough to show that he is a man who can bend and stretch, and he will definitely achieve something in the future.

But..

Zhao Guoqing sneered in his heart, if Phil really wanted to kill himself for millions of saffrons, then his achievements would stop there.

Phil felt that the conditions he had offered were so good that no one with self-knowledge would choose to continue fighting.

"If you want to get out of here alive, in addition to handing over those two winning cards, you must also leave your weapons and equipment behind!" The Batstroopers responded.

This condition is too harsh.

In such a man-eating devil competition, once you lose your weapons and equipment, it means that you lose the qualification for the competition, and you can only be slaughtered by others.

Everyone on Phil's side looked at him, waiting for his answer.

Phil's face was ugly, and he really wanted to fight the batteam to the death, but... Reason told him he couldn't do that.

"Saving our lives first is saying that as long as we live, we still have a chance." Phil preached to his companions.

The difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and no one wanted to die here, and everyone quickly agreed with Phil's opinion.

To live is to have a chance.

"Okay, we'll agree to your terms, but you'll have to keep your promise and let us out of here!" Phil roared angrily.

"Rest assured, we'll keep our promises." There was a cold and smug voice from the other side, and anyone who heard it would think it was coming from the mouth of the devil.

The person who spoke was none other than the Battrooper Captain and the deputy head of the Bat Mercenary Regiment, Cyrus.

Cyrus is more than 1.8 meters tall, but he is very thin, like a vampire bat that has been malnourished for a long time.

"Now send someone to send those two winning cards." Cyrus spoke, but a grim smile flashed across his face.

Phil reached out and took out the two winning cards and looked at them, they looked similar to the winning cards in the preliminary round, but had a completely different texture, containing a lot of iron metal.

Despite his reluctance, Phil handed them over to one of the team members.