Bang!

Gunshots rang out, and the British military arms opened fire, roaring angrily: "Damn the PD Alliance, I've found you!

"MMP! Did these guys grow up eating? With this IQ, this is still worthy of being called a military class?"

"Ahh

The two sides exchanged fire, one side was like a frightened bird, and the other side rested here for a long time, waiting for work.

Immediately after the engagement, the ranks of the British military sector suffered significant damage.

"Are you the Huaxia Soul Group?" Suddenly, a voice roared.

The corners of the angel's mouth turned into a sinister smile, and he asked knowingly, "Where are you from?"

"English Claw!"

"What is your uncle's second brother-in-law doing beating us with his finger cake?" the angel asked angrily.

"We thought it was from the PD Alliance, but we made a mistake!" The English commander looked embarrassed and angry, as well as heartache and grievance.

In this short period of fighting, more than twenty people were killed and wounded in England! There was no way to find trouble with the soul group, after all, they did it themselves.

The angel sneered and shouted loudly: "I also made a mistake, you believe me!"

"I believe you're paralyzed!"

The commander of Caesar's Claw had a twitching face, and he gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, but he could only give up, he didn't dare to fight with the soul group now, not to mention that the PD Alliance was chasing after him at any time.

The state is not good, and it should be retreated.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, let's withdraw first!" Caesar's Claw commander was about to leave.

The angel asked, "Are you being hunted by the PD Alliance?"

"The dastardly PD alliance has planted minefields in advance of our retreat route, and there are a lot of people besieging us!" said the commander of Caesar's Claw.

When the angel heard this, he was not surprised: "So that's the case! Then let's withdraw first, and then we will join forces after the other teams meet!"

"All members of the Soul Group! Advance to the north and east, hurry!"

The angel dropped Caesar's Claw, which had been badly beaten, and quickly left with the soul group elites.

In the angel's view, Caesar's Claw was unlucky enough to expose his whereabouts, resulting in being chased all the way by the PD Alliance, and the more people who chased Caesar's Claw, the weaker the defense of the PD Alliance headquarters.

In fact, the number of people in the PD Alliance is definitely quite a lot, otherwise the Eleven Alliance would not have sent a hundred military troops to each family.

The combat effectiveness of 1,100 arms of the military can already determine the outcome of a major battle.

However, although the PD alliance has a large number of people, it is scattered all over Eastern Europe to avoid being wiped out, which makes the headquarters of the PD alliance definitely not too many.

Moreover, this is already Area D, not far from Area F, where the headquarters of the PD Alliance is located, and the large number of troops that appear here means that most of them are from the headquarters of the PD Alliance.

From this, it can be deduced that the defensive strength of the PD League Headquarters is definitely the weakest!

The angel's heart is a little excited, and he can't wait to sneak into the PD Alliance headquarters with the elites of the soul group right now and capture the little kid called the desert alive.

But what the angel didn't expect was that his every move was under the control of the black hand team.

In the strategic deployment room, the desert cushioned a stool, supported his cheeks with one hand, and his thick black brows frowned slightly.

Just received the news that the soul group had changed its route from the originally scheduled waterway to another shorter, but more dangerous route along the water.

"It seems that the existence of Caesar's Claw has affected Uncle Beard's judgment, and he thinks that our current guard strength is weak and vacant, so he plans to take advantage of the fact that the team in the hilly area has not returned, and directly capture me alive......"

Desert said, shrugged helplessly, and said to himself, "Then it will be as he wishes." ”

Next to him, Dugu Jian and the others had a wry smile on the corner of their mouths.

The more they touched, the more they felt the horror of the desert.

Maybe any person in the PD Alliance can suppress the desert by force, and he can be dealt with with one hand.

However, in terms of resourcefulness, everyone tied together is not an opponent of the desert, and his control of the situation, the analysis of people's hearts, and the layout of the battlefield are too terrifying, and his foresight is so far-sighted that it makes people panic.

A layout that seems to be useless can affect changes over a long period of time.

Long Teng boasted that he could see fifty steps in one step, but he felt that he could see a hundred steps in one step in the desert, which was definitely not a compliment.

Moreover, he had not had much contact with the angel at all, but after reading some of the angel's information and files, he was able to guess his mentality and thoughts from the angel's reaction in an instant, which was simply chilling.

Time passes bit by bit.

The sun in the sky gradually tilts towards the west.

"Report!The Soul Group did not encounter any obstacles, marched fifty kilometers in a hurry, and is now about three kilometers away from the headquarters, coordinate points: 1132-1507, altitude 533. "Someone from the black hand team has reported.

Desert nodded, and said to Long Teng, who had already rushed back: "Uncle Long Teng, you go and prepare, and release the bait in five minutes." ”

"Good. Long Teng nodded and strode away.

The dignified military advisor has now become a miscellaneous and microphone, which is simply insulting and torture in the eyes of outsiders, but Long Teng is willing to go.

Don't look at the desert is only fifteen years old, he is thirty-five years old, but the master is the teacher, age or something, all can be ignored, following the desert, he can learn too many things, many times the desert's actions and thoughts are like opening the door to a new world for Longteng.

Perhaps only such a demonic and unstereotyped guy as the desert can have so many wonderful ideas.

However, Long Teng, who walked towards the livestock pen, even if he trusted the desert very much, still couldn't help but wonder, can this trick really work?

There are all kinds of animals in the huge livestock pen, such as large ones such as bison and deer, and small ones such as pheasants and hares.

Each animal was injected with a latent drug that could cause coma, in small amounts, and took effect within an hour.

Looking at the time on the watch, five minutes have arrived.

"Let them all go!" Long Teng shouted.

Click......

All kinds of fences were opened, and the animals, which had just been caught for less than a day, all fled in a swarm.

All kinds of cries boiled, and Long Teng couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at this chaotic scene.

It's not that he doesn't have faith in the desert, it's that he really doesn't know how to believe that the people of the soul group will just hunt these animals to eat.

Why did they stop there?

Why do they hunt and eat?

Even if they were hunting, how could they just eat these animals?

How can the time be accurate?

How could these animals run to the vicinity of the Soul Group on their own?

Questions piled up in Long Teng's heart, making him a little uncomfortable.

After a long time, he shook his head, sighed again, and unexpectedly gave birth to a desolate feeling that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach.

(End of chapter)