After giving the order, Leng Yi sat quietly in front of the huge electronic screen, not knowing what he was thinking.

"God of War, are you worried about something?" said Zhuge Wuwu.

"Those mysterious warriors haven't shown up yet, I'm afraid that they are playing some conspiracy in the dark, those people can only be dealt with by the Qinglong and White Tiger special combat teams, let Suzaku step up intelligence reconnaissance, and definitely dig out those guys for me." Leng Yi said after a moment of silence.

"The God of War, those mysterious warriors, is indeed very powerful, and they pose a great threat to us, so we must eliminate them this time. Wu Feng said.

"That's for sure, although it is impossible for these people to influence the situation of the battle on the battlefield, they have to guard against it. Leng Yi nodded and said.

"I'm going to have to clean them up and get out of this bad breath. Wu Feng said fiercely. The last assassination almost injured Wu Feng, but Wu Feng kept this in mind, and this revenge must be avenged.

"Don't worry, Brother Feng, there is a chance to clean them up. Leng Yi said with a smile.

Night covered the land.

In the shadows far from the Yaqi mercenary camp, there are more than a dozen people hidden, blending in with the entire darkness and surroundings. These dozen or so people are the Xingtian Legion, the Qinglong Special Combat Team and others who infiltrated the enemy's position.

The Blue Dragon Warlord put down the infrared binoculars and said in a low voice: "The defense of these rabbit cubs is really tight enough, and if we want to infiltrate silently, it is simply impossible. ”

"Although the people in the Eight Miscellaneous Legion are very rubbish, I have to admit that their strength is still good, just this defense, I don't know how many people will die in a frontal attack. A member of the Blue Dragon Special Combat Team next to him continued.

"Blue Dragon Warrior, shall we infiltrate the enemy camp?" another Blue Dragon Special Combat Team member then asked.

"No, just monitor here, and once we find the warriors of the Eight Clans, we will report to the headquarters immediately. The Blue Dragon Warlord shook his head and refused.

"Qinglong Warrior, I also killed a lot of those ninjas, why did I have to be so cautious this time?" asked a special combat member suspiciously.

"This time is different, those were some unpopular things before, but the ninjas who appeared this time are all masters, a few days ago one of our camps was attacked by ninjas, although all those ninjas were killed, we ourselves lost a lot of fighters. After the Blue Dragon Warlord said these words, the murderous aura on his body suddenly increased a lot.

"This revenge must be avenged. Several of the special operators were also full of murderous energy.

"Their patrol squad is coming, everyone is hidden. The Blue Dragon Warlord hurriedly said.

"Yes. Several special combat team members whispered.

Then, in less than a few minutes, a team of armed and heavily armed Baqi mercenaries walked past Qinglong and the others, and they didn't find the few Grim Reapers' hidden around them.

"Damn, these idiots, if you can't be exposed, kill you first and collect some interest. The Blue Dragon Warrior scolded in a low voice.

At dawn, the east is reddish and the sun is about to come out.

"Qinglong general, Tianma Mountain is about to light up, it seems that there is nothing to gain tonight. A special combat member said depressedly.

"Busy all night, everyone retreated, it was dawn, the place was not safe. The Blue Dragon Warlord ordered.

"Yes. All the special operators whispered.

Just as the Qinglong Special Combat Team was about to retreat, a roar of cars came, not from the direction of the camp, but from behind the Qinglong Special Combat Team.

Then I saw several off-road vehicles driving past not far from the hiding place of the Qinglong Special Combat Team.

When the off-road vehicle passed by the hiding place of the Qinglong special combat team, a thin man in his forties in the car frowned.

"What's wrong?Murakami-kun?" asked a big man in a combat uniform next to him.

"I felt a faint murderous aura just now. Murakami said.

"Murakami-kun, this place is so close to our camp, how can there be a murderous aura, what you sense may be emitted by animals, after all, the animals in this place are very ferocious. Dahan said disapprerovingly.

"Maybe it's really me who has too much heart. Murakami said.

After the convoy passed.

"It's really dangerous, I was almost discovered, master. The Blue Dragon Warlord looked at the distant convoy and said with palpitations.

"I thought I would return empty-handed this time, but I didn't expect it to be a bit rewarding. A special combat member said excitedly.

"The martial artists of the Eight Sects have appeared, all of them are masters, and there is more than one, and they will report to the headquarters immediately. The Blue Dragon Warrior General immediately ordered.

"Yes. The correspondent hurriedly said.

"Leave two people to watch, be sure to hide, don't act rashly, and the rest of the people retreat. "The Blue Dragon War will begin to issue tasks.

Two of the special combat team members stayed behind to continue to hide and monitor, and the rest followed the Blue Dragon Warrior to leave.

Camp Yagi.

"Murakami-kun, welcome. Yamamoto said happily.

"Captain Yamamoto, it's a pleasure to meet you, and the sect wants me to say hello to you. Murakami said with a smile.

"Thank you, Sect Master Yazang. Yamamoto said.

"Murakami-kun, this time I leave it to you, there are a group of mysterious special combat teams in the Xingtian Legion, and many people from the Eight Miscellaneous Legion are planted in their hands. I'm not afraid of your jokes, no one in our Eight Clans is their opponent. Yamamoto said.

"The sect master has already told me that many of our ninjas are planted in the hands of the Xingtian Legion, and the sect master is very angry, and he specially ordered me to bring a lot of masters this time, so Captain Yamamoto, please rest assured, we will definitely kill all the mysterious special forces of the Xingtian Legion." Murakami said confidently.

"That's great, I'll leave everything to Murakami-kun. Yamamoto said happily.

"Captain Yamamoto and the Sect Master are good friends, so we will naturally do our best. Murakami said.

"Thank you, come here, take Murakami-kun and others to rest, and we will pick up the wind and wash the dust for Murakami-kun at night. Yamamoto Fifty-Eight immediately commanded.

While Murakami and the others were going out, an adjutant rushed in.

"Presumptuous. Yamamoto Fifty-eight had a strong killing intent on his face.

"I'm sorry, Captain. The adjutant was suddenly terrified, bowed down and apologized, and almost knelt down.

"That's enough, panic, what the hell is going on?" asked Yamamoto Fifty-Eight with a frown.

"Commander, I just received a battle report that one of our regiments was crippled by the Xingtian Legion. The adjutant said hurriedly.

"Bastard, what the hell is going on?" asked Yamamoto Fifty-Eight angrily as he brought the adjutant up in front of him.

"It was the special combat team who did it, they found the hiding place of the regiment, assassinated the regiment commander, and then the army of the Xingtian Legion came over, although some people rushed out of the encirclement, but the basic structure was gone. The adjutant hurriedly reported.

Yamamoto Fifty-eight couldn't help but take a step back, staggering, almost falling, finally stabilizing his body, and then his face was full of infinite murderous aura, and he roared loudly: "The special combat team of the Xingtian Legion, I must kill you." ”