Barry's face changed slightly. As a commander, a designer and executor of the plan, what he hated the most was the feeling of being out of his control.

"Major Sith can't jump so far at once. He must be still nearby. Be careful."

Barry shouted at the students behind him with a cold face. In fact, he didn't know how far the Sith's performance jump was. He only knew that it was not messy yet, even though all the Hailou stone bullets in their elite class were held in the hands of the sniper.

The thick black and red smoke spread out, outlining a huge beast of swallowing people. It was obvious that the Sith had disappeared for a few seconds, but it seemed like a few days had passed, and time passed too slowly.

He didn't dare to bet. He knew almost nothing about Sith's abilities except that he knew that he could set fireballs and jumped around with Sith, which was too passive.

Faced with "ability players" like the Sith, all they can rely on is their half-armed domineering aura and the Hailou stone bullets applied for from the equipment department. If they really lose these decisive things in their eyes, Barry would not be able to guarantee whether the morale of the elite class would still be so high.

Sweat couldn't stop dripping from his forehead and his face, and he finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Everyone slows down and moves slowly towards the direction where Ellen and the others disappear."

As the commander, Barry's anxiety instantly infected the rest of the team. His steps were a little flustered, and a gap appeared in the crowd.

Clam!

Suddenly, a shadow passed by, and the gold and iron attacked, and the long sword shining with cold light hit Barry's chest. His figure was blurred, as if it had merged into the shadow.

Barry felt chill in his heart and hurriedly drew his sword to fight back, but before he could touch each other, his body had already flown out three meters away. If he hadn't put soft armor on his chest in advance and then put a total of two centimeters of iron plate, he would have lost his combat power.

But even so, his chest was still stained with blood, and the shocking wound spread from his chest to his neck. The power of the Sith was enough to make his heart tremble.

"Save people quickly!" Kunte yelled.

The black and iron-like armed domineering aura covered his right arm, and he rushed towards the Sith again.

Sith did not hide, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He also wanted to try how fast his sword was now. He turned the long sword in his hand, and the blade was facing someone. He held the knife in both hands, and his aura was condensed into one.

"Take a deep breath, and then..."

A white light flashed between the sky and the earth, and cold light was everywhere in my eyes, and scarlet blood gushed out.

"Then die quietly under the gorgeous sword light."

thump!

Kunte fell to the ground, and Sith saved his hand at the last moment, allowing him to save his life.

The figures were scattered. When Gent was dealt with, Beti and others finally protected Bari behind him. The ant nest could not lose the queen.

The black lines intertwined, and the Sith disappeared from the spot again. He liked the feeling of not being able to escape thousands of miles away, playing with the enemy in his palm. He vaguely knew why Tom couldn't catch Jerry, because the feeling of grabbing and putting and grabbing would be really addictive, but he shouldn't have been overturned, right?

"Betie, don't mind me for now. Ask two people to carry Gunte down. He has no combat power anymore. Don't delay the best treatment time." Barry's forehead was covered with sweat. He did not scream because of the pain. He was still holding on.

"But, but Major Sith..." Betty hesitated a little. It was not that she didn't want to save Barry, he was just afraid of getting two more people in.

Barry groaned, "Major Sith won't take advantage of others' danger at this time. He is trying to play with us, like a cat catching a mouse, otherwise... Otherwise, we would never stop losing one person just now."

Betty looked solemn and nodded, "Okay, I understand, I'll arrange someone to do it now."

The atmosphere in the team was extremely low. They would never have expected that one person would be reduced so quickly. Moreover, the target of the reduction was the top students like Gent, and the thick fog brought them even more pressure.

Sith hid in the dark. He had no intention of launching a second attack in a short time. He was going to deal with the few little mice hidden in the dark first. He liked to hide in the shadows. He was enough.

Snipers should have trained special hidden methods, which are not so easy to find. Even the Sith's domineering aura cannot find any trace, but it doesn't matter. He has a special way to find people.

The missionary's superpower is controlled by the darkness. He calls himself the dark dominant, which naturally makes sense. In a sense, darkness is his torso. His will extend, as long as the scope of the black fog continues to expand, it will always cover all the edges and corners.

The black fog did not disappoint him, and soon he found one of the little mice, his body merged into the darkness, and his whole body flew away.

It was Ellen. He was hiding behind a broken wall, wearing huge goggles on his head, holding a sniper rifle, and his heart was pounding. I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the smoke around seemed to be thicker.

"What are you looking at?"

Ellen's heart thumped, and he looked up suddenly, sweat wet his clothes.

"who?"

No one?

"ah!"

He screamed, and suddenly felt a pain in his lower abdomen. He lowered his head and saw a long knife pulling out of his abdomen. Blood was pouring out and he lost consciousness.

Sith turned over him with his feet, found three Hailou stone bullets from him, curled his mouth with some dissatisfaction, and dragged Ellen through the darkness.

...

In the thick black fog, the elite squad was gathering in a group and slowly moving towards the inside of the abandoned building. Everyone had panic on their faces. They had no idea where the Sith would appear next moment, and how many people would be sent away.

"Sis Express, Mr. Barry, you have your express." The voice of Sith suddenly appeared in the black fog, and a huge black shadow was thrown over.

Barry had a ferocious face, a pale face, and pressed his abdomen with one hand. Beti and the others had helped him with the injury, but they were still very weak.

After pausing for a while, Barry made a gesture in everyone's sight.

"Train that thing back and see what medicine is sold in Major Sith's gourd."

"yes."

As he said that, the two of them held guns in one hand, held a knife in their mouths, and pulled the shadow back with the other hand.

"It's Ellen, he has fainted." The two naval soldiers said in horror.

Barry bit his teeth and clenched his left fist. This was the second person.

"You send him out."

"yes."

The two of them felt relieved in an instant. The pressure on them by the black fog was too strong. They didn't want to stay for a moment. If they could go out for a little breath, they would be willing to be dealt with in the next moment.
Chapter completed!