Chapter 592 Leave Your Legs and Go

"You can go, leave Miss Dai'er to me!" Seeing that Hill was about to take Miss Dai'er away together, Farke stopped him aloud.

"Miss Dai'er will naturally go with us, this is our agreement!"

"Although I said I would let you guys from the Thunder Mercenary Group go, I didn't say I would let Miss Dai'er go. Miss Dai'er must come with me!" Farke cast a gloomy glance at Hill, and he had already done that. It's a big concession, but this Hill is really a little ignorant of current affairs.

"Miss Dale is the one we are going to escort, so we must go together!" Hill stared into Falk's eyes without any fear.

"Since you don't want to leave, then you can stay. If the rest of you don't want to leave, you can also stay. I invite you to dinner! I have kept my promise and let you go. This is your own choice not to leave!" Falk glanced at Hill and the other members of the Thunder Mercenary Group, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he wished that all these people would stay here.

The members of the Thunder Mercenary Group did not disappoint Fake, and all those who could still move chose to stay here. Even the people who had been seriously injured and fell to the ground moved to Hill's side. Their intention was obvious that they would die together, and they would never live by idling.

"Love and righteousness! It's really touching!" Fake said, suddenly his figure flashed, and he stepped on a seriously injured member of the Thunder Mercenary Group.

Farke smiled slightly, and stepped hard, only to hear a "click", and the seriously injured member was directly trampled and broke his sternum, and died without even screaming.

"Fack! What are you going to do?" Hill's eyes were red. If the people around him didn't stop him, he might have fought Fuck desperately.

"I'm doing good deeds. Didn't you see that he can't live anymore? I'm helping him relieve his pain. Oh! Why should I be so kind? I would rather bear the infamy and ease the pain of others." Farke put on a pose A look of compassion. After speaking, he raised his foot and broke the neck of another person.

"Bastard! I'll kill you!" Hill struggled to break free from the shackles of his teammates, but one arm had been cut off, his body was weak, and he couldn't break free at all.

The eyes of the teammates were also red, but they tried their best to restrain themselves. Hill had already lost an arm for them, and they couldn't let him lose another life.

They were actually very contradictory in their hearts. On the one hand, they could live as long as they left, and on the other hand, they would die if they protected Miss Dai. However, none of them chose to leave, and they still chose to stand with Hill, unless Hill chose to give up.

"Hill, do you want to watch them die one by one, or take them away?" After killing two people in a row, Farke did not continue to kill, but stopped, looking at Xi with a playful look in his eyes. you.

At this time, Hill had calmed down. He glanced at the bodies of the two people killed by Fack and the brothers who had been killed before, and then looked at the seriously injured brothers lying on the ground and the barely standing beside him. Brother, this burly man who didn't even shout after his right arm was cut off, slowly shed two lines of hot tears.

"You all go!" Hill sighed, as if he had aged decades in an instant.

"Deputy head, what are you talking about?" Everyone else looked at Hill in disbelief.

"Miss Dai'er is the person our Thunder Mercenary Group wants to protect,

You have all done your best, and I cannot let you die in vain. you go! Go back and tell the regiment leader that I, Hill, am incompetent and unable to complete this mission, but I will use my life to protect the reputation of the Thunder Mercenary Corps! Hill glanced at the brothers around him, with reluctance and determination in his eyes.

"Deputy head, we came out together, we have to go back together, even if we die, we will die together!" The mercenaries of the Thunder mercenary group expressed their loyalty one after another.

They have all experienced too much life and death. It is good to be alive, but death is not so important. Since I chose this profession, I had already thought of such a day from the very beginning.

"I'm still the deputy head, this is an order!" Hill's eyes widened, and a fierce air burst out.

Now is not the time for Moji, if you don't hurry up before Farke has changed his mind, then I'm afraid there will be no chance.

Everyone couldn't help being shocked. They had been with Hill for so many years, and they had never seen Hill like this.

Hill was tough on them, but generally in practice and when mistakes were made.

In normal times, Hill is like their big brother, taking care of them in every possible way and caring for them. Many young people even regard him as their father.

"The few of you who can still move, carry away the seriously injured brothers, the breathless brothers..." Hill looked at the comrades lying on the ground, who had no signs of life, and there was a trace of anger and self-confidence in their eyes. Responsibility and pain, he sighed lonely, "Just stay! I'll be with you..."

"Deputy head...we..."

"Get out! Get out of here quickly!" Hill roared loudly with red eyes.

"..." Everyone looked at Hill, with remorse, reluctance and gratitude in their eyes, and even a hint of excitement for surviving. Who wouldn't want to live a good life!

One person clenched his fist with his left hand and placed it on his right shoulder. He knelt down on one knee facing Hill and lowered his head to express his respect and gratitude. The others followed suit and knelt down on one knee, repeating the same movement.

"Don't play such nonsense with me, get out!" Seeing the appearance of the brothers, Hill kicked the person next to him.

Although Hill was yelling and cursing, his heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He wished that these brothers could fly away with their wings. Now is not the time to waste time.

After living and dying together for so long, how could the other members of the Thunder Mercenary Group not understand what Hill meant. Everyone stood up one after another, glanced at Miss Dai'er, eyes full of guilt, then turned around and walked towards the distance with the seriously injured brothers on their shoulders.

Originally, Falk didn't really want to let these people go, but seeing other members of the Berserker Mercenary Corps take the initiative to get out of the way, he felt very uncomfortable, so he didn't stop them and let them leave.

After the thunder mercenary group left, the violent mercenary group did not push up, but still stood there, looking at Hill who was already very weak. Their feelings for Hill became very complicated. Such an opponent deserved their respect, and they also hoped to have such a deputy head.

"Miss Dai'er, I'm sorry, our Thunder Mercenaries can no longer protect you. But don't worry, they won't take you away before I die." Hill looked at Dai'er with a guilty face, but His eyes are very firm.

Dai'er shook her head, "Brother Hill, you can go too! Since God is like this, I accept my fate. It doesn't make any sense for you to die now. It's better to recover from your wounds. Maybe you will have a chance to save my life in the future."

"Miss Dai'er, you don't need to comfort me anymore. My arm is broken. Even a wood magician may not be able to restore my arm. He is a loner, and he has no worries when he dies."

Hill's words did not hide anything, and they reached his ears clearly.

Farke squinted his eyes at Hill, "Hill, are you ready to fight to the end?"

"Falke, you don't have to be hypocritical, maybe everyone else can leave, but I'm afraid it won't be that easy if I think about it?" Hill looked at Farke with a sneer.

Hill is not an idiot. He is very clear about Fack's behavior. He has offended him, and he can't let him go easily.

What's more, because of this mission, Fak was almost killed before, and if it wasn't for special circumstances, he might have become disabled.

Farke held a grudge against him, and based on what he knew about him, even if he didn't kill himself, I'm afraid his fate would not be worse than that of Farke, who was seriously injured before.

"Who said that? You can leave anytime you want." Farke raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his right hand as a gesture of invitation.

"Brother Hill, let's go! If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about no firewood!" Hearing Farke's words, Miss Dai hurriedly said to Hill.

Hill didn't speak, but looked at Farke with a sneer, he didn't believe that things would be so simple.

"But..." Falk suddenly continued.

"But what?" Miss Dai looked at Falk nervously. She didn't know what Fake wanted to do.

"But Miss Dai'er, you can't go." The corners of Farke's mouth rose, revealing a sneer.

"I didn't intend to leave at all. Now that I've reached this point, it's impossible for me to leave even if I want to!" Dai'er glanced at Falk and snorted coldly.

"And Hill can't walk standing, you have to leave two legs to crawl." Farke looked at Hill's legs with ill intentions.

"Ah! You can't do this!" Miss Dai'er exclaimed, if this is really the case, it would be better to kill Hill.

"I don't need to ask you for instructions on how to do it, you are not my employer!" Fak finished speaking, without any more nonsense, he winked at one of his subordinates, and rushed towards Hill directly.

"It's just in time!" Hill's eyes were fixed, and he held the pistol drawn from the spear in his left hand and greeted Fak.

At this time, Hill was Farke's opponent, and he was knocked down by Farke in less than three meetings. With quick eyes and quick hands, Fak stepped on Hill's left hand, pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and slashed at Hill's legs.

On the other side, one of Falk's confidants had already rushed in front of Miss Dai'er, stretched out his hands and grabbed Miss Dai'er's arms, trying to control her.

"Quack!" Suddenly there were two strange bird calls in the sky.

Falke's confidant paused for a moment, raised his head and glanced at the sky, and then felt a chill in his arms, and a sharp pain came over...