"Get ready for battle!" Bissell said through the communicator, "Now activate the second frequency!" ”

Since the communicator of the reconnaissance post was already in Wang Zheng's hands, he had to change the communication frequency so that Wang Zheng would not know their battle plan.

"I really don't care which frequency you use, even if I don't know your conversations, I can destroy you one by one." Wang Zheng's voice came from the communicator, and he seemed to be full of care: "Don't worry, the cubs of the Dark Military Academy, our new and old hatreds are over together." ”

"Okay, who killed the deer is not yet known." Bi Sier's eyes revealed a coldness, maybe he could be more relaxed against ordinary people, but the guy opposite was the legendary famous Oriental Evil King, Bi Sier would never dare to hold it up, otherwise it would be a catastrophe!

"Quickly move closer to twelve o'clock and hear the reply!" Bissell shouted to seven or eight scout posts.

However, there was already silence in the communicator, and the scouts sent out did not enter the vast jungle, like mud cows entering the sea, and there was no more sound.

"It can't be that fast, it can't be!" Bissell has always been confident, even proud, but at this time, there is an indescribable sense of crisis in his heart!

That feeling of danger hadn't appeared in his heart for many years, and it made him suddenly feel at a loss!

There are several reconnaissance posts, which are so far apart, only two minutes, how can they disappear in such a short time! Unless he is the Evil King of the East will teleport!

Bisher clenched the gun in his hand and said into the communicator: "The number of people on the other side is at least three or more, all cheer up!" The showdown is here! ”

In the duel with the Evil King of the East, Bi Sier was not worried that the other party was too strong, after all, he was also very strong, and what the bloody instructor was most worried about was that these military academy elites he brought would be arrogant to the point that no one could see him. Along the way, their strength was far above those garbage field mercenaries, and it could be said that they swept all the way, and some people even heard the name of their Dark Military Academy, so they immediately fled far away, not daring to fight with them at all.

Therefore, these elites of the Dark Military Academy are also starting to be a little flustered, cleaning up those mercenaries is like chopping melons and vegetables, they are strong, fast, and have few opponents in close combat, Bisher is really worried that they will die because of the big one. You know, the other party is the evil king of the East! The huge gap in strength cannot be made up by relying on a large number of people!

After hearing the voice of the evil king, Bisher was even more convinced of this.

On a twenty-meter-high tree, Yang Ming is holding a sniper rifle, looking through layers of leaves, checking the situation, and in his sniper rifle scope, it is the figure of a member of the Dark Military Academy!

"We're very close to the captain." Yang Ming whispered.

Hearing this, at the other ports of the communicator, heavy breathing sounded at the same time, as if the heartbeat rate had increased a lot!

Yangming had met Wang Zheng a long time before this, and had been following him, so before meeting Wang Zheng, he was not as excited as the others.

But whether it is Qin Changqing, Qian Yongxing, Lao Jin, Zhu Yuanbao or Hu Bin, who has reunited with Wang Zheng, their moods at this time are different.

After the final battle, they were seriously wounded, escaped death, and picked up a life, and since then they have been scattered all over the world, although they have used various methods to search for their former comrades, but there is no news at all.

The sea of people is vast, life and death are unknown, they have no way to communicate with each other, and they don't even know where each other's homes are due to the need for confidential work, how to find them?

For countless nights, they dreamed of the last battlefield, how good it would be if they could fight again, at least they still had hope, and together with their brothers whose faces were covered with gunpowder and dust, they carried guns and supported each other to walk off the battlefield.

Time has passed, and they were ready to bury the flames of war in the dust of time, never dig them out again, and never mention the events of the past to anyone again, but they received that phone call, that order to gather, giving them the opportunity to put on this dark green camouflage uniform again, hold a steel gun, stand on the battlefield, and re-possess the glory and dreams they once had.

"I warn you, don't shake with your excited hands, and you won't even be able to hit anyone." Yang Ming was also suppressing his excitement, and admonished: "This is the elite team of the Dark Military Academy, we followed them here, I think you also know that their close strength is not much better than ours." ”

It turned out that they were hanging behind the Dark Military Academy and traveled hundreds of kilometers without being discovered!

"They're coming for the captain, so we have to get rid of this group as much as we can before the captain meets them! I'm still the same sentence, no one is allowed to be careless! ”

"Fame, I haven't seen you for so long, you're all verbose like a mother-in-law." Qian Yongxing lowered his voice and said into the communicator: "There is a guy who walked in front of me, do you want to do it or not?" ”

"I also said that you are a famous girl, I think you are more girly."

Ambushed not far from Qian Yongxing, after coldly throwing out a sentence, his body leaned back directly, and he fell straight down from the branch seemingly casually!

When the person was still falling upside down in the air, Yan had already pulled out a retractable willow leaf long knife from between his cuffs, all of which could reach three feet long, and the narrow blade was pitch black with only two fingers wide, and there was no reflection in the sunlight, revealing a strong breath of death!

Maybe the jet-black blade is not as handsome as the cold and shining bright knife, but this color is undoubtedly the safest and most effective on the battlefield!

"Shadow marks! It's the Shadow of Death! Seeing the willow leaf black light long knife, Qian Yongxing had already shouted in a low voice excitedly!

That long knife that harvests life, he hasn't seen it for many years! The hidden assassination expert of the dragon scales, Death, finally took the lead!

The member of the Dark Military Academy, who was walking cautiously, felt a light breeze blowing overhead, and was about to look up, only to see the cold eyes of the Grim who were lying down.

As soon as the dark military academy elite hanging behind the tail hall of the team wanted to shout, he saw a flash of black light in front of him, as if a cool wind was blowing through his neck!

He wanted to shout, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all!

When he was about to fall to the ground, he suddenly made a somersault without any force, and the whole person fell steadily to the ground, and then put away the long knife called "Shadow Marks", turned his back to the enemy, and did not even look back.

A thin red line began to appear on the neck of the cadet, and then the red line became longer and wider, and blood erupted from it! It's like strafing in all directions!

His unuttered voice could never be heard. As soon as his knees weakened, his head rolled to the side, and the headless body fell to the ground, still spurting blood!