345: The boss wants you dead.

Liu Yan slowly raised his hand, and at the same time, the quantum storage that had been in his pocket floated up with it.

It was also at this moment that Liu Yan frowned slightly.

He felt that his heart of africa seemed to be missing one.

But in the current situation, Liu Yan didn't have the spare energy to dwell on it.

After all, if there were only ten or so heart of africa, missing one would be very obvious.

But with hundreds of heart of africa, if one was missing, Liu Yan couldn't be 100% sure if his perception was off or if one was truly gone.

The moment the quantum storage floated up.

From the moment Liu Yan stepped into the Third District until now, all the firearms, except those given to the Soldiers, were floating in the air.

The exaggerated quantity left everyone present feeling shocked.

Not only that, all of Liu Yan's special items that could be used in combat were revealed at this moment!

Following that came various mandel brick!

turing brick!

Countless weapons floated in the air one by one.

"Is he even human anymore?!"

"No wonder he dared to go alone to confront these monsters..."

"Hafke relies on technology, Liu Yan relies on mutation; looking at it this way... it's not completely hopeless..."

The moment this bizarre scene appeared, the expressions of all the Xia Country Operatives changed drastically.

Their previous worries slowly dissipated.

After all, those monsters were, at most, just very strong.

But the current Liu Yan was simply cheating.

You have to know, what used to limit everyone the most was that many special items, no matter how many there were.

Were difficult to use simultaneously, after all, there weren't that many hands.

Being able to seamlessly coordinate special items while shooting was already very difficult.

Let alone using a power propulsion device to change one's position.

But the current Liu Yan didn't need to consider any of this at all.

He didn't even need to use his hands to touch these firearms and items.

He just needed to arrange the firing position of each firearm and the usage position of each special item in his mind.

But if this ability were given to anyone else present, they couldn't form such a spectacular scene.

After all, this ability required massive resources to support it.

And this was the one thing Liu Yan lacked the least.

"What the f..."

Even Sayyid, who was far off to the side, couldn't help but twitch his face under his mask when he saw this scene.

The last time his face twitched was when he saw Liu Yan kick his former self away.

"Liu Yan, be careful not to hit me later."

After thinking for a long time, Sayyid shouted towards Liu Yan's direction.

Sayyid had not chosen to enter the black hole just now.

This time, he would choose to fight until the very last moment.

Hearing Sayyid's voice, Liu Yan was a bit surprised, but after glancing over, he still nodded slightly at Sayyid.

Clang, clang, clang, clang ——————!

Following that, several carbon fiber plates firmly enclosed Sayyid.

Leaving only two gaps for him to fire his gun.

With the protection of the carbon fiber plates, Sayyid didn't need to pay attention to any attacks directed at him.

He just needed to hold the trigger firmly.

However, looking at Liu Yan's Soldiers, they didn't let go of their worries because of Liu Yan's exaggerated display.

"Brother 6, stop beating around the bush, how exactly are we going to help the Boss?"

"These people all have special items; even if the Boss is strong, it won't be that easy to fight them."

"If they all use smoothbore gun together, even if a god came down, they couldn't save the Boss!"

The Soldier's voice was not quiet; the Xia Country Operatives nearby, who had originally felt hope rising in their hearts, saw their expressions sink immediately upon hearing this.

That's right, smoothbore gun!

Since these people have all kinds of special items, how could they not have smoothbore gun?!

Even if they each only had one smoothbore gun...

With over 300,000 smoothbore gun firing...

Number 66666 took a deep breath and slowly said:

"Do you remember what I asked you before?"

"If one day, the Boss needs you to die, what would you do?"

As soon as these words were spoken, many Soldiers looked confused.

Immediately after, they recalled with realization.

Back when Liu Yan led them to wipe out Bang Country and North Korea, while they were cleaning up the battlefield.

Number 66666 had snuck around to various groups and asked them this question in a joking manner.

Their answer at the time was.

Then we die.

"Brother 6, what does what you're saying have to do with the current situation?"

"Yeah, Brother 6, the current priority is to go out and help the Boss."

Number 66666 shook his head.

Subsequently, he revealed Liu Yan's plan, which he had known all along, to the Soldiers present.

Upon learning of Liu Yan's plan, the Soldiers present were all shocked.

"Are you kidding? This is just too..."

"So, as long as we die, the Boss can win?"

Faced with the Soldiers' questions, Number 66666 hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, I believe..."

However, before Number 66666 could finish his sentence, Number 88888's voice rang out from the side:

"This is impossible, the Boss would absolutely never lay out such a plan!"

"Also, if what you say is true, your Boss and our Boss are simply not the same person!"

"Our Boss is not that cold-blooded! What he cares about most is our lives!"

Toot — — —!

As soon as Number 88888 finished speaking, a bloody bullet hole appeared in the center of his forehead.

And the silenced muzzle of the F57 in Number 66666's hand was emitting blue smoke.

"Sorry, I don't have time to argue with you about who's right this time..."

As Number 88888's body gradually fell backward, the Soldiers all turned their gazes towards Number 66666, their faces full of disbelief.

The latter's tone was very flat, with a feeling of being half-dead.

"It is precisely because he cares about you that it can better trigger the tear of the ocean."

"I revealed the entire plan based on my respect for you."

"Whether it's my Boss or him, they are the same person; I hope you can understand this."

"Also, don't forget how you answered me before."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the Soldiers fell into silence.

...

After a long time.

"Sigh, damn it, couldn't you just say it properly? Number 88888 just wanted an explanation from you, and you just..."

"Sorry, I really don't have much time left." Number 66666 pointed to his own body.

Seeing this, the other Soldiers sighed helplessly.

"Fine, since it's the Boss's plan, we have no objections."

"Anyway, this life was given by the Boss, having lived happily for these few years is enough."

"Yes, after all, this is the only way to help the Boss right now."

"66666, you'd better not be lying to us, otherwise, even if we go to hell, I won't let you off!"

The Soldiers said, and all together took off their helmets and armor.

Even their chest rigs, backpacks, firearms, ammunition, and special items.

Everything that Liu Yan had once given them.

Was neatly placed to the side by them.

Seeing this, Number 66666 felt his heart being twisted like a knife again.

Many Soldiers saw Number 66666's dilemma and said with a smile:

"If I were you, I would have launched a sneak attack when everyone wasn't paying attention."

"You killed Number 88888, acting like you were going to do it the hard way, aren't you afraid we'd all gang up on you?"

Hearing this, Number 66666 looked apologetically at Number 88888's corpse.

In everyone's eyes, he and 88888, although a bit at odds, had always been in a competitive relationship.

But often, this relationship also made Number 88888 more important in Number 66666's heart.

But he also knew Number 88888 better; if he didn't make him shut up, he would just keep arguing endlessly.

"It doesn't matter, even if you all came at me together, you might not be able to beat me."

Hearing this, the Soldiers sighed, and some Soldiers scoffed a few times.

"So cocky, it's a pity we don't have time to spar with you now; when we get to hell, Brothers will all gang up on you, I want to see if you can beat us by yourself."

"Hahaha, then it's settled; after we go to hell, we'll all gang up on Brother 6."

"Brother 6, you'd better not die, otherwise you're going to suffer after we get to hell."

While joking, the Soldiers raised their fists and lightly punched Number 66666 on the chest twice.

However, this comforting gesture was extremely heavy for Number 66666 now.

Looking at the familiar faces he had spent every day with, he used all his strength to barely squeeze out two words:

"Thank you..."