Chapter 40: You Are Peeling Your Skin, You Know?

Silent night, the sky is dark. In the secret realm, there is still day and night, the day is not very bright, and the night is not too dark. The sky overhead seems to change with the passage of time.

The alien beasts in the primary trial ground were completely quiet, and the officers and soldiers of the third battalion of the True Martial Arts Regiment were scattered in every corner of the entire trial ground and began to search from the outside to the inside.

In the headquarters, people come and go.

Because there were no wireless devices in the proving grounds, not even wired telephones, the only way to communicate with his troops was to rely on heralds to run back and forth.

Wu Changfeng commanded in the center, and Wang Lan quietly watched Wu Changfeng quickly give orders one by one, and quickly received one situation after another. Such a scene is very similar to the costume TV series I saw in my previous life.

"Report to the battalion commander, Team 32 has found traces of biochemical demon soldiers, they are trying to attack the White Ape Tribe to provoke unrest in the beasts, and they have now been wiped out by Team 32, please instruct. ”

"Continue to steadily explore, focusing on the location of the alien beast tribe. ”

"Yes!"

"Fate, the fifteen to thirty teams focus on the alien beast tribe, and I speculate that the demon clan will create chaos before making a move. ”

"Order!"

While the camp was in full swing, on the periphery of the Xingwu Army's garrison camp, the ground suddenly bulged with big bags. With a slight wriggling, one by one, the fifth-generation biochemical demon soldiers came out of the ground.

One by one, in the blink of an eye, there were three hundred of them.

They didn't make a single noise, they appeared silently, and quietly touched the camp. Now the inside of the camp is empty, and the main forces have already gone out to search for the whereabouts of the demon forces, and the Xingwu Army would not have thought that the biochemical demon soldiers would carry out a sneak attack on the base at this time.

Sure enough, the guards in the camp were very scarce, but the lights of the command in the distance were as bright as fireflies in the night, so eye-catching.

The demon soldiers approached silently, surrounded from all directions, and when they were two hundred meters close to the headquarters, the biochemical demon soldiers suddenly charged in unison, turning into a streamer in the night and rushing towards the headquarters.

"Roarβ€”"

A howl like a wolf roared out, and anything that stood in the way of the demon soldiers would be ruthlessly torn apart by them.

Faced with little hindrance, they managed to storm the gates of the headquarters.

The lights above flickered slightly, but the figures in the headquarters were swaying dummies.

Of course, the demon soldiers will not understand the difference between real people and family members, they just need to know how to tear everything in front of them apart.

"Thorn-"

"Whoosh-"

One after another, the signal light rushed into the sky, hiding in the temporary headquarters on the north side of the canyon not far from the headquarters, Wu Changfeng slapped the table and stood up.

"Well, the fish has taken the bait, brothers, and I slaughtered the devilsβ€”"

Sensing the manipulation behind the demon soldiers who were in ambush, he hurriedly ordered the demon soldiers to retreat. But as soon as he withdrew to the periphery of the station, he collided with Wu Changfeng, who rushed over.

"I still want to run...... Killβ€”"

Wu Changfeng tore off the clothes on his body, and rushed towards the demon soldiers with his naked body screaming.

Wang Lan, who followed the back of the team, was instantly excited, and the husband should be like this!

Wu Changfeng should be a metallic star martial artist, this attribute is rare but very powerful. After Wu Changfeng tore off his clothes, his body swelled up as if it had been inflated with a balloon.

But it's not the kind of bulging that grows bigger and more brittle, but the terrifying growth muscles like the Hulk's transformation.

As his muscles grew, his body gradually turned into a body of steel. He rushed to the front of the demon soldier in front of him, and threw a fist as big as a pot lid at the biochemical demon soldier.

The biochemical demon soldiers are just war machines, they don't have thoughts, they don't have fear, even if they know that they are using the mantis arm as a car, they will firmly swing the mantis knife and slash at Wu Changfeng.

The sharp blade swept across Wu Changfeng's body, pulling out a brilliant spark on the silver-white steel body, and then ......

And then there is no more.

The soldier's head vanished as if it had been eaten by something.

One punch, instant kill!

If the biochemical demon soldiers are war machines, then Wu Changfeng is a war monster, his body is a body of steel, and his strength is to climb mountains and mountains.

In less than half an hour, the three hundred demon soldiers were completely annihilated. And Wu Changfeng alone took over half of the demon soldiers, one punch, sometimes a few punches.

By the time the battle came to an end and all the cyborg soldiers had been killed, the entire camp had completely disappeared. Wu Changfeng stepped on heavy steps, and every step of the movement left a sound of metal colliding like a transformer.

Wu Changfeng's body was completely covered with green blood, and his original silver-white body could no longer see its original color.

"Little brother, this demon soldier...... Isn't it?"

Wang Lan was full of black lines, I used to think you were a serious person, but once I got acquainted, I realized that this product is not very serious. You are a mid-stage master of the Star River Realm, and you are also a tank, of course you think that the demon soldiers are not good.

Knowing that Wu Changfeng was pretending to be forced, how could Wang Lan let him get his wish?

"Well, after all, it's just demon soldiers, to the demons, they are cannon fodder consumables, and no matter how many demons they kill, they won't feel distressed. Three hundred only took half an hour, what a waste of time. After speaking, Wang Lan decisively turned around and left.

"Battalion commander, all the invading biochemical demon soldiers have been killed, please instruct!" Ren Xingwu came to Wu Changfeng's side and saluted and shouted.

"By the way, how many of these demon soldiers did you encounter last time?"

"One hundred and fifty. Ren Xingwu looked at Wu Changfeng suspiciously, could it be that his brain turned into muscles after becoming a big man? Didn't he already report it last time? Isn't his memory so bad?

"How long did it take Wang Lan to kill one hundred and fifty demon soldiers?"

"Probably...... Less than a minute. ”

β€œ......”

Wu Changfeng's body gradually contracted, and soon became the size of his original body.

"Cut, what's the smugness? We have different fighting styles. Fast is not necessarily strong!" Wu Changfeng was a little unconvinced, as a top student of the Demon Capital Star Martial Arts Academy, he was the only one who pretended to be forced in front of others all these years, how could he be robbed of the limelight by others?

"Report to the battalion commander, 100 soldiers participated in the operation, 12 were seriously wounded, 33 were lightly wounded, and no one was killed. ”

Hearing this, Wu Changfeng suddenly exploded, pointing to something that had already become a pile of mud on the ground, "This thing can also be injured?"

The soldiers who gathered around looked at Wu Changfeng's eyes, and they were extremely resentful.

In the past, the wounded warrior was the loss of combat strength, even if the lightly injured soldier did not want to participate in the battle again without seven or eight days of cultivation. Although the demon clan paid the price of three hundred biochemical demon soldiers, it also brought about a loss of fifty people in the Xingwu Army.

The demon soldier is a product of quantity, and for the demon race, it is dead when it dies, and it is a great recreation. And if it can cause the Xingwu Army to reduce the number of fifty people, this deal is still a good deal.

Of course, the premise is that there is no alternative Wang Lan.

"Come one by one, line up! Lightly injured one soul bead, seriously injured two! The dying three, soul beads are valuable, life is priceless, don't hide your injury. ”

"Are there any near-death, are there any near-death?"

"No, the seriously injured one came in! two soul beads!" Wang Lan shouted excitedly, like a vendor soliciting business on the streets of a small town.

A soul bead can not only replenish star power, but also accumulate skill points, incense, really fragrant!

"Zhang Xiaofei, with the rank of lieutenant of the third battalion of the Zhenwu Regiment, was seriously injured...... These are two ...... Two ......"

"Wait, don't talk!" Wang Lan pressed Zhang Xiaofei and tore open his shirt, "I said big brother, you call this a serious injury?

"Little brother, don't cheat me, I was just poked by the armor of the demon soldier, and serious injury is already the limit. If you want to change the situation without a medical star warrior, this is all reported as a minor injury. ”

"I'll go, have you been poked by a nail stab? Are you going to go in through your chest and coming out of your back? Pierced the lobes of your lungs, almost piercing your heart. Near-death, three soul beads. ”

"Ask for a face! Lao Tzu is so conscious, can this be considered near-death? Also, even if it pierces the lobes of the lungs, it is related to the hair of the heart?"

Also, you are conscious in a medical term, called "return to light", and you will burp three minutes later. I'll treat first. Brother Ren, remember three soul beads. ”

"Good ......"

"What a fart, old Ren, you can't help the abuse...... This kid is just a Zhou pickpocket, why can't you see that he made war money?"

"I can't see it, but I see you're foaming blood. ”

"Hiss-" Zhang Xiaofei stared at Wang Lan angrily, "You kid press harder, Lao Tzu's blood foam is pressed by this bastard...... Exercise...... Alas...... Ay...... Comfortable, comfortable ......"

"Be reserved, don't be the same as calling spring. Alright, next!"

"Liao Mingming, left artery injury, serious injury......"

"My day, the penetrating injury just now said that it was a serious injury, and I endured it, why did you have a throat cut, and you have the face to say that it was seriously injured?"

"I plugged the wound with the Star Martial Arts, at least not for now. ”

"Silly boy, listen to the doctor, you say it's not dangerous, it's not dangerous? Brother Ren, will you die if you are slashed in the neck? Dying, remember three!"

There was a lot of noise in the treatment room, and even more so outside the treatment room.

"Ma Dan, the star warriors of the medical department of our military department are so coaxing, and if you ask them to make a move, you will almost call Dad. This Wang Lan was very happy to make a move, and he thought he was a good comrade.

My day, but it's a week. I just broke my lower leg, such a light injury can be said to be a serious injury? Two soul beads, Lao Tzu has a share of four soul beads a month. ”

"You are content, your injury is in the hospital outside, that is amputation, and it is not unjust to be seriously injured, I broke two ribs, and he has a face and wants two soul beads.

I can see it, there is no word for minor injury in the dictionary of this little Wang peeling skin, and you can be said to be seriously injured even if you break a little skin. ”

"Battalion commander!"

"Hello battalion commander!"

"Okay, how are the brethren?"

"Battalion commander, brothers hurt......"

"Can you have some interest? Zhenwu Jun is still afraid of pain? Did you get involved?"

"Our body is not painful, but our hearts are distressed! Xiao Wang's knife is too ruthless, once treated, two or three soul beads will be gone. ”