In the bright light, huge tanks weighing 60 tons lined up and pushed towards the horizon.

    They drove slowly across Anheng bridge, machine guns fired at every window of the buildings on the north bank, and fired one shell after another at each house.

    The volley of Tiger tanks is ruthless.

    They are like prehistoric monsters. The barrel rotates and sprays fire. Shells penetrate the concrete wall and explode in the house.

    Then, starting from the roof, the building collapsed like toy blocks, and the dust and rubble made people unable to see the nearby things.

    Monk lay in the ruins, his spine broken, his thighs and hands covered with small shell fragments.

    In severe pain, Lu Li slowly dragged his body towards the bridge.

    Someone called his name in the back. It was Henry and Miller. They were lying in the long and narrow bunker. They could do nothing but shout and dissuade.

    However, Lu Li turned a deaf ear to this, and there was only one thought in his heart: Francis monk was dead.

    This guy is so thin and weak. Some remarks make people feel that he is like an immature child, but fate has let him lie here, a city only seen on the map before.

    Since last night, the God of death has been calling him, but he is only twenty years old. He really shouldn''t die so early.

    Lu Li''s thoughts are chaotic.

    The burning wood crackled around, and the thick smell of burnt paste and smoke filled my heart, making it difficult to breathe.

    At the same time, hazel sat in the command vehicle, watching his tanks reap their lives with the accuracy of sickle mowing, and watching the north bank position held by the enemy gradually turn into ruins.

    Soon a figure caught his attention.

    The ferocious expression twisted the guy''s face, like a beast.

    At the next moment, the guess came true.

    Fine hairs gushed out of the cortex, two sharp ears emerged from the temples, and the area from the lower jaw to the bridge of the nose protruded forward. Lu Li''s head had become a wolf head.

    "God..."

    Henry buried his face in the rubble. Even if he had been prepared, he still felt that his world outlook had collapsed.

    As for others, the performance was even worse. Whether frost or hazel, they were stunned and at a loss.

    And those priests with the army raised the silver cross in their arms and prayed.

    [wolf form characteristics: hunting, rage, bloodthirsty, shadow, regeneration, magic immunity]

    At this moment, driven by instinct, the irrational Lu Li turned into a dark shadow. After only three or four jumps, he came to the South Bank of the bridge and came to hazel.

    Patter!

    Like a rotten orange being shot and exploded, a headless body fell down, and fresh blood splashed on the seat, the windshield and the adjutant''s face.

    Maybe the smell of blood stimulated Lu Li, who became a werewolf. He roared and rushed to the place where the soldiers gathered, just like a wolf into a sheep. The sound of bone fracture kept ringing.

    "This monster killed hazel!"

    "Shoot!"

    "Shoot!"

    The escaped adjutant pulled out his pistol and emptied the bullets in the magazine at the raging Luli in the crowd, while other soldiers reacted, either using submachine guns, rifles or even small flamethrowers.

    However, Lu Li, who was dominated by the beast''s nature, not only attacked fiercely, but also never considered defense. Instead, those pain stimulated the bloodthirsty gene in his body. He tore up the enemy in front of him and then rushed to other targets.

    A few minutes later, a vacuum formed, at least four combat teams died under the giant claws, and the Werewolf of Luli''s incarnation was also beaten into a honeycomb, and the blood dripped from the bullet hole.

    In addition, the sun was blazing and shining in his eyes. The place was shot several times by German soldiers and stopped the blood under its own healing ability. Now there are only two dents, which are particularly fierce in the sun.

    "It seems that the devil is dead..."

    Some soldiers whispered, but they still held their weapons tightly and dared not relax.

    In this case, the Tiger tanks used to attack the position on the north bank returned to defense, surrounded the land, and adjusted the artillery fire, facing the monster in the eyes of everyone.

    This scene looks very strange.

    It''s like shooting.

    "Fire!" the adjutant couldn''t help wiping the blood foam from his face and shouted until he was out of his wits.

    At that moment, the light and shadow trembled.

    The blood mist exploded.

    Click!

    The magnesium light is on and the picture is frozen here.

    Luli, who was still in a chaotic state the previous second, regained consciousness in this second.

    He looked around and found that he had returned to the classroom. Half of the seats were occupied.

    It seems that the shortest-lived protagonist is not me. When were these people eliminated

    Lu Li thought silently.

    The next second, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of me, and a boastful voice came:

    "I''m NIMA, I died miserably!"

    "The head was cut off half!"

    "Fortunately, this ghost school can revive the students, otherwise there is no place to cry."

    Said, Duke first touched his head, and then his legs. The range of motion was very large, which was difficult for people not to notice.

    Duke caught a glimpse of a dark shadow behind him, which was the exclusive seat of Lu Li.

    As soon as he read this, he quickly turned around and said, "Lu Li, why are you sitting here? I thought you could live to the last episode."

    "What happened?"

    Under the guy''s repeated questioning, Lu Li whispered, "died on September 18, the morning of the second day of airborne, how about you?"

    "A few hours later than you, he died that afternoon." speaking of this, Duke clenched his teeth and his voice became louder and louder: "I finally broke through the blockade. As soon as I saw the Arnhem bridge, I was shot in the head by an anti tank gun!!!"

    The whole classroom is echoing this guy''s voice.

    Fortunately, everyone is in a bad mood and is too lazy to care about it, otherwise it will cause disputes again.

    "Well, what do you say about the war?"

    Lu Li took a sports cigarette out of his pocket and looked for it for a long time. He didn''t find a matchbox.

    "I have a fire."

    Duke had a marching bag on his back, which contained a lot of things. It can be seen from here that he died suddenly. He didn''t dress in rags like Lu Li. He only brought some belongings back.

    A moment later, the two continued to talk about their own experiences. Duke smoked and looked loveless. He complained, "we died too early. It''s estimated that we have to go to the ordinary class."

    "Not necessarily."

    Lu Li shook his head and tried not to think about the experience of these two days, because the best memory was that when he first landed, he ate cans and juice with first-class soldier Francis monk. The rest were all sadness and anger.

    Therefore, looking at the modern classroom, he breathed out a turbid breath and continued: "let''s talk about the war situation first. This thing is the key. As for how long we can live, it is part of the assessment scope, but it should not be all."