"You mean, Henderman and Nales fought? How's the battle going? ”

Allen's inquiry was quickly answered. The people who stayed behind took advantage of the existence of the curtain to send back a message and transmitted the situation of the battle between the two to him.

It could be seen that Nales was annoyed, but he had no murderous intent.

In other words, as before, tie your hands and feet and fight. Why bother?

Alan has never understood this kind of person. It's just that people who meet in the space can be regarded as friends? How could he sacrifice his own interests to save them? How can such a fool exist?

Worse still, why didn't such a fool die a long time ago? Why are there so many opportunities? Why did you get the Dream Blade?

In the current situation, in the absence of Arnold, who manages the team by himself, but there are successive murders of members, and then thinking about the events at that time, the anger in Allen's heart is really indescribable.

Of course, it can't be said that it is all bad.

Once upon a time, when he and Arnold were discussing to kill Nars, Hendermander's attitude was to dissuade him.

Although his opinion does not matter. But now, the two of them are fighting, which is more or less good news.

The few good news lately--- can somewhat soothe Allen's very excited and anxious heart.

These stupid people, these wastes, why do you have to pick this time to die?

It's just that you're dead, but it's just a bunch of rubbish that can be filled at any time. But do you know how much trouble dying at this time will cause me?

In such a situation, the only thing that can be done is to go on the expedition.

If some people die in a battle with the enemy, then what happened before will naturally be downplayed. After the battle, if you kill some enemies and some of your own people, then the responsibility for those who died before can also be passed on to the enemy.

The enemy was meant to kill us. Arnold has no reason to blame himself, isn't it natural to launch a counterattack when attacked?

Anyway, he had ordered the investigation before.

It's a good time to take advantage of this opportunity to put the team together. Gardna's bastard, at first, was trying to please himself, but after leading the team out, he dared to bargain after receiving the order, and left without permission after killing those people in Sibia...

It seems that he has to be taught a lesson.

He touched the mutant rune in his arms: Modler. Immediately, he looked at Arthur and Jack in the team on the side.

Arthur is the strongest person on the team other than Henderman and Nars, but he has too much temper and too eccentric temperament to lead the team. Next, it's better to let Jack lead the team.

As long as Jack's performance is good enough, Arnold should accept it.

As he thought so, Arthur walked up to his side. "Did you contact Gad?"

"Nope." Alan looked at him with some disgust. "If you can determine their location, just rush over, what do you do with them?"

"The few people who fled from Sibia's team may try to retaliate." Arthur said. "Have you thought about that?"

What am I thinking about, do I need you to remind me? Do you know what to do as a subordinate?

"How can they retaliate?" Alan suppressed the anger in his heart and said very calmly. "Except for bragging, crying, and following the brigade to make up for it, the Sibia team can't do much."

"He may not come to attack, but what will you do if he goes to Mr. Arnold to cry?" Arthur asked.

What's the matter with you? "I've got my own way to deal with it."

"Since you say so, I don't care."

Arthur said this without respect, and turned away. Alan looked at his back, annoyed.

One by one, if it's okay, you have to find me something! It's just going to give me trouble! What the hell is it!

While he was in such an angry state, some light suddenly appeared in front of him.

Many of the people in the team next to him took up arms. Alan couldn't help but take out the whip as well, and after a while, he found that it was Gad and others under the firelight.

Over there, someone was pointing at the man who had taken up his weapon and laughing. These bastards, on purpose!

Allen was even more annoyed in his heart. Instead of putting it away like the people around him and laughing, he shook it and wanted to pump it in Gad's face.

Forget it, you can't do it – at least not publicly. When the battle is over, teach him a lesson with the mutant rune, and that's fine.

If Arnold doesn't come back.

Some of the people in the team, without waiting for his orders, moved forward. Alan was also dissatisfied with their approach, but it was also inconvenient to stop it. Looking back, it's okay, but there are finally some people who stay behind.

There were about six or seven people, looking at themselves and whispering something.

"Let's go." Alan waved his hand at them and said.

They didn't move, and two of them turned around and ran to the rear. Alan frowned, and was about to have a seizure when he heard gunshots behind him.

Not solitary, sporadic, nor faint, unfamiliar, but the extremely familiar 120-style gunshots.

Around him, there were many exclamations and screams. Looking over, Gad stood by and commanded, and the members he took out, Etter, Swell, and Logan, were all shooting at their side.

"What's going on!"

"What are you guys doing!"

Beside him, someone began to exclaim while dodging. Arthur even tried to rush forward. But Alan reacted instantly.

"They betrayed! Fight back now! Kill these traitors! ”

Although not a single shot was hit, Allen gave such an order. Some, having heard such an order, immediately took up their guns and opened fire forward. But there are others, who don't seem to react, still shouting there.

"Bang!"

Not far from Allen, an ordinary member who was shouting, had his head open.

This time, most of the members of the group reacted, also took out their guns, and began to fire at each other.

The opponent's attack is not strong. Some, after firing a few shots, began to approach each other, and at the same time, while firing fire, they began to scream.

"Why!"

"What's going on?"

"What's wrong with you?"

On the other side, Gard they did not answer, nor did they advance or retreat, but they kept firing their guns there.

There is a problem. If it is a betrayal, wouldn't it be better to ambush us? Why appear in bright light first? They use, like the Type 120 musket, which is a weapon for head-on confrontation, why do they use this kind of thing in ambushes?

As soon as such doubts rose in his heart, he saw that the left and right sides were lit up at the same time.

Countless bullets, arrows, and shells came from both wings at the same time, and the members of the B&B suffered countless attacks, and from time to time someone screamed.

"Let's withdraw!" Alan made such a decision on the spot.

A black light flashed, and the curtain effect on their bodies was consumed in an instant. Subsequently, all the owners of the B&B left the area.