"Camp Commander Wang, what's going on with you?"

Finally, it was Wang Dalong who broke the silence and asked.

"What's going on, isn't it the same as you?"

Wang Mazi sighed, and replied with some weakness.

"Like us?"

Hearing Wang Mazi's answer, Wang Dalong was even more confused.

"yes, what's wrong? Aren't we all afraid of the powerful firepower of the little devils, and then made a wise move to retreat? ”

Hearing Wang Mazi say that he was a deserter like them, the expressions on everyone's faces changed, not only the brothers of the new battalion, but also the brothers of the 303rd regiment.

One by one, they all greeted Wang Mazi's ancestors for eighteen generations in their hearts, but then they thought of something.

Wang Mazi is the nephew of Wang Yaowu of the division, so isn't the eighteenth generation of his ancestors the eighteenth generation of the ancestors?

At the moment, it is only for Wang Mazi.

However, their regiment commanders, battalion commanders Wang Dalong and Yang Yun did not speak, although everyone was angry in their hearts, they did not make a sound, but just glared at Wang Mazi with angry eyes.

"What the hell! Wang Mazi, who do you say is a deserter? ”

Others didn't dare to speak on their behalf, but Luo Dacang, who had a hot personality, didn't care so much, and immediately pointed at Wang Mazi's nose and scolded.

Hearing Luo Cannon's scolding, Wang Mazi was stunned at first, and after reacting, he also glared at Luo Cannon without giving in, and shouted loudly: "Lao Tzu said that you are a deserter, not only you, but your entire new battalion, as well as your battalion commander Yang Yun, are all deserters!" ”

"What the hell! Lao Tzu fought bloody battles on the battlefield, and there are less than 100 people left in the entire new battalion so far, even if you are a deserter, you dare to slander Lao Tzu as deserters? ”

Luo Dacang was angry, and while scolding, he dragged his body full of scars and went straight to Wang Mazi, and with a punch, he smashed directly on Wang Mazi's face without hesitation.

"Ahh

Wang Mazi didn't expect Luo Cannon to really dare to hit him, and when he was caught off guard, he was directly hit by a solid one, and his thin body was directly knocked to the ground by Luo Cannon's punch.

Then lay on the ground and wailed in pain.

Although the new first battalion and the new second battalion did not deal with each other, usually, even Yang Yun did not dare to hit him, but today it was Luo Da Cannon who punched him with a mouthful of blood.

This mud bodhisattva still has three points of earthiness, not to mention Wang Mazi, who is the commander of the new second battalion?

After getting up from the ground, he raised his fist and went straight to Luo Cannon.

Although Luo Dacang was scarred, he was still not comparable to Wang Mazi with a wine bag and rice bag, and when he saw him, he dared to fight back, and then showed a mocking smile, and then kicked it out directly.

"Bang!

"Ahh

Luo Cannon kicked on the abdomen of Wang Mazi, who was burning in anger, and kicked him upside down again.

"Luo Cannon!"

Luo Cannon had to continue to catch up and beat Wang Mazi, but he didn't want to be stopped by Yang Yun, the battalion commander behind him.

Although Luo Cannon was a little unwilling, he did not dare to disobey the order of the battalion commander Yang Yun, and he could only sigh dissatisfied.

"What? Speaking of your sore spots? But Lao Tzu told you, Yang Yun, you don't have to be a good person, Lao Tzu doesn't buy it! ”

Wang Mazi was helped up from the ground by two of his subordinates, and after sucking out a mouthful of blood, he said hatefully.

"Yes! You did get to the sore spot! ”

Yang Yun looked up at the sky, looked at Wang Mazi with a pair of joyless and sad eyes, and said lightly.

Hearing Yang Yun's words, including the brothers of the new 1st Battalion and the 303rd Regiment, they all turned their eyes to him for unknown reasons.

There was only one person in the audience with a sympathetic smile on his face, and he didn't look at Yang Yun, but at Wang Mazi.

Because he knew that their camp was on the verge of exploding, and this man was a hemp pole.

"Huh! Say you have a sore spot, so you can't sit still? ”

"yes, I can't sit still."

While speaking, Yang Yun was also approaching Wang Mazi step by step.

Maybe it was because Yang Yun's tone was very flat, so Wang Mazi didn't feel the killing intent on him, but the smug look on his face was even worse at this moment, because he thought that he had finally been humiliated. Yang Yun's opportunity.

"Yang Yun, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Yang Yun approaching step by step, Wang Mazi finally realized that the situation was wrong, and then glared at him and asked with some horror.

"Bang!"

What answered Wang Mazi was Yang Yun's iron fist, Wang Mazi only saw a fist rapidly enlarged in front of his eyes, and the next moment, he felt a pain in his mouth, and then the whole body kept commanding backwards, and at the same time spit out a mouthful of blood with a few broken teeth.

But this time, because of the support of his subordinates behind him, Wang Mazi did not fall to the ground, but only took a few steps back.

"You guys! Let's go with Lao Tzu! Shoot him! There are so many Lao Tzu, are you still afraid that a few remnants of their new battalion will be defeated? ”

Wang Mazi broke free, supported by his two subordinates, and then shouted an order to the subordinates behind him in an angry tone.

Hearing the order of the battalion commander Wang Mazi, the guys in the new second battalion all showed a little eager look.

However, after hearing Wang Mazi's words, the brothers of the new battalion also all stepped forward and made a posture of being ready to move at any time, even those brothers who were seriously injured.

"We are one, and if you move my brother, you move me! Even if I am seriously injured, as long as I still have a breath, the only way to move my brother is to step over my corpse! ”

This is the thought of every new battalion brother present, and it is also their silent declaration.

Seeing this posture, I don't know what's going on, and those guys in the new second battalion all feel a little uneasy in their hearts.

Facing these brothers of the new battalion is like facing that group of little devils, giving them a huge deterrent.

No, it should be said that it is more deterrent than those little devils bring to them.

But the group of guys in front of him is obviously just a group of remnants of defeated soldiers, not only is the state not as good as their own, but even the number of people is more than twice as small as their own.

So these guys in the new second battalion couldn't figure it out, but in the face of this group of guys who looked like outlaws, none of them dared to take the lead.

In fact, how would they know that these guys in front of them, who look like the defeated soldiers, are indeed more terrifying than the little devils.

Because this is a group of warriors that even little devils should fear!

Each of them almost took the lives of several little devils, and how could a warrior who was not even afraid of a little devil be afraid of such a group of weak and incompetent guys who were greedy for life and afraid of death?