In front of the broken wooden bridge, the battle was still going on.
Seeing that Minerva's attack had failed, Klass, who was vomiting blood, had no choice but to grit his teeth. He used his willpower to support his body and rush towards Nagini again.
He felt desperate. The monster in front of him was too terrifying!
If it weren't for the combat uniform mitigating most of the fatal damage, Klass would probably have been killed by this monster the moment the battle started!
But so what if he had the combat uniform?
When the power reached a certain level, even if there was a trace of power that was not mitigated, it would still cause a fatal blow to his body!
Klass's current feeling was despair, an incomparably deep despair, as if it was pulling him into the abyss.
The cramping pain in his abdomen, coupled with the blood that kept spurting out of his mouth, proved that his internal organs were not just deformed, but shattered!
What if I continue to fight?
Even with the powerful technology of the Kree Empire, it would be difficult to recover from this kind of injury.
It was very likely that he would have to install some machinery in his body to maintain his life. His strength would inevitably decline severely, and the mechanical modification would have an extremely terrible impact on his lifespan.
In other words, he would probably be crippled!
But what if he didn't fight Nagini?
After the fight just now, Klass knew very well that he and Blanchard couldn't hurt Nagini. The only thing that could hurt this monster was Minerva's heavy artillery sniper rifle!
Klass didn't want to fight. He knew that every time he charged at Nagini, he was inviting death to dance.
But the problem was that if he didn't hold back Nagini, the other party would kill Minerva. And if the sniper died, Klass and Blanchard, who couldn't keep this monster in check, would also die!
This was also why Klass felt despair. He realized that he was in a hopeless situation!
Seeing Klass rush forward, a hint of helplessness flashed in Blanchard's eyes. Klass had realized this problem long ago.
He would rather be beaten up by Carol, the tomboy, than fight with a monster like Nagini.
But he had no choice. He knew that a heavy artillery sniper alone couldn't hold back Nagini. If he wanted to stop this monster and give Minerva the next chance to snipe, the two of them had to go together.
But for some reason, Blanchard had a feeling in his heart.
If this continued, he would die sooner or later!
At the same time, Colonel Rogge, who was fighting with Carol, also noticed the difficult situation of his men.
Using the magnetic force of the weapon, Colonel Rogge nimbly changed his move and sent Carol flying. Then, with a gloomy face, he asked in the communication channel:
"How much longer, Minerva?"
At the same time, Minerva, who had just arrived at the next sniping spot, looked at the time with a serious expression. "Hold on, there are still three minutes left!"
Rogge was an elite colonel of the Kree Empire, and it was impossible for him to only have one elite team under his command. In addition to this elite team, there were also hundreds of Cree warriors.
Generally speaking, Colonel Rogge would lead an elite team when encountering a more troublesome mission.
However, if he encountered a large-scale mission that required manpower, he would use another team.
For a dangerous person like Carol, Colonel Rogge chose the former, and his team of hundreds of people stayed in outer space.
At the beginning of the fight, Colonel Rogge had already noticed that the surrounding signals were blocked, but he didn't care at that time. After all, this kind of signal blocking could only last for ten minutes.
Ten minutes?
What can you do in ten minutes?
This was the only thought in Colonel Rogge's mind at that time.
But after the real fight, he understood what these ten minutes meant!
It had to be said that history was always similar.
Ten years ago, Colonel Rogge was careless, which created the Carol of today.
Today, ten years later, it was also because of carelessness that he brought his team into a perilous situation!
But in any case, the battle still continued. Klass was once again sent flying by Nagini. Under the terrifying power of this monster, he felt like a helpless little girl.
Blood was spat out from his throat. Looking at the pieces of internal organs in the pool of blood on the ground, Klass couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Only seven minutes have passed?
Why do I feel like I've been fighting for a long time? "
Yes, only seven minutes had passed. Although these seven minutes of battle were longer than three days and three nights!
At the same time, without Klass restraining him, what awaited Blanchard wasn't the punches and kicks that could shatter his internal organs, but the monster's cold amber snake eyes!
He swallowed his saliva and seemed to have noticed something. His expression was a little more helpless and panicked.
"I feel like I'm going to die!"
The next moment, Blanchard's premonition was confirmed!
Nagini's arm wrapped around Blanchard's wrist like a python and directly wrapped around Blanchard's arm bone. Then, Blanchard's muscles tightened and his bones straightened. Under the terrifying force, Blanchard's arm bone broke into three pieces with a "crack".
But this wasn't the end, it was the beginning!
With his arms broken, Blanchard, who had lost his dual blades, was like a tiger without claws and teeth.
Three seconds later, Blanchard, whose bones had been broken, collapsed to the ground like a pool of mud. Finally, Nagini stomped his head to smithereens.
At the same time, Klass, who had already expected the outcome at the moment of Blanchard's death, smiled bitterly.
He struggled to get up from the ground and assumed a fighting posture, "Poor Blanchard.
"Poor Blanchard. It's not that he might die, but he's already dead.
The next one to die will be me.
Minerva, don't worry about me. Run quickly.
Don't let this monster find you. I can only delay you for half a minute at most! "
If they wanted to deal with Nagini, they had to have Minerva because she was the only one who could cause True Damage to Nagini. But Minerva needed an opportunity. If no one provided an opportunity for Minerva, it would only take ten seconds for the sniper to be killed by this monster!
And if they wanted to provide an opportunity for Minerva, they needed at least two people to restrain Nagini.
Without Blanchard, Klass knew very well that he couldn't be Nagini's opponent.
In the previous seven minutes, he and Blanchard had tried their best. Klass had been trying to avoid casualties, but they still failed in the end.
Klass wasn't dissatisfied with this result.
He knew the strength of the monster in front of him. It was already amazing that he and Blanchard could do this.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a bitter smile, but Klass's eyes were filled with the last bit of madness and fighting spirit. He breathed tiredly, and his chest puffed up like a bellows. At this moment, he looked like a brave warrior!
In the dense forest, Klass's words echoed in her ears. Minerva's eyes flashed with hesitation as she held the sniper rifle.
She didn't want to give up on Klass, or rather, she didn't want to give up on any of her teammates.
Of course, this didn't include Carol.
Why didn't Minerva like Carol?
Because Carol was parachuted in. She had a poor brain and ability, and didn't cooperate well with her teammates. Many times, she couldn't help but drag them down.
If it weren't for her strong ability, Carol's performance would be even worse than a recruit!
As everyone knew, the army hated this kind of last resort trash the most. So, Minerva had always looked down on Carol.
But Blanchard and Klass were different. They were her comrades, teammates who had gone through life and death together!
But Minerva also knew that if she didn't run, Klass and Blanchard's sacrifice would be meaningless.
So, Minerva gritted her teeth with hatred in her eyes and hurried into the depths of the forest.
She wanted to live. She had to live. Not only for herself, but also for the sacrifice of Blanchard and Klass. She, Minerva, swore that she would make this damn native pay the price!
However, whether it was Carol, who was fighting, or Nagini, who was preparing to deal with Klass, or Minerva, who had just escaped, none of them noticed that the corner of Colonel Rogge's mouth curled up slightly at the moment of Blanchard's death …