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At this moment, in the outskirts of Boston City.
Charles carried a battle saber on his back and wore an A-grade composite metal battle suit. His face was full of malevolence as he gritted his teeth. "I've already requested reinforcements from headquarters, but it will still take some time for them to arrive!
"Now, the demon beast tide from the Dong Mountain is approaching. Although we've killed most of the demon beasts with our missiles, the true elites and powerhouses of the demon beasts are still alive.
"Everyone, I will go and delay them for some time. Everything will be left to you. As long as we delay until the arrival of Saint Johnson, Boston will survive!"
Charles's voice was high.
On the side, many soldiers and warriors of Boston City were silent.
They knew that Charles was going to use his life to delay time.
Someone took a step forward and thundered, "Chief Charles, I'll go with you!