This is to play the rhythm of Reddy, when Xiao Yuanchao is far away and enters the depths of the mountain forest, a series of grenade explosions are clearly heard. 【ogou,,oo search】

"Hoo ......"

A puff of smoke came out of Xiao Yuanchao's mouth, and he casually threw the cigar to the ground, a smile on his face. He's not God, he's not a compassionate priest, he's just a careful-eyed man whose heart can't be smaller.

Of course, the careful eye is targeted. Reddy is not his person, and he also dragged him into the water, for this kind of person, of course, Xiao Yuanchao can't be generous. He is only generous to himself, except for his own people, he treats them all with a careful eye.

Quickly passing through this mountain forest, relying on superb stealth skills to avoid the search of the Indian Mountain Division's troops, Xiao Yuanchao returned to the small village that had been attacked and became a mess.

When he arrived at the village, he found that it was not as bad as he thought. The escapees returned, the fire was extinguished, and all kinds of transactions began again, and it was still bustling.

A very peculiar place, a peculiar place where people waiting to die are concentrated.

Time passed quickly, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye. Half a month has reduced the number of people in the village a lot, but it has also increased a lot.

For half a month, a few fresh corpses could be found almost every day in the mountains behind the village. These corpses were thrown there in a messy manner, no one cared about them and no one asked, just waiting for the 10,000 people to clean up after the battle.

This is the first step to competition, or the first step to survival.

From now on, from the moment you enter the small mountain village, it means the unfolding of a brutal existence. Xiao Yuanchao, who came to the back mountain by chance, easily recognized two of the corpses, which were two very powerful guys. One is Korean and the other is Chinese.

They leaked their strength in advance and were killed in the fight in advance. Because they ignore the fact that the fight is not just the fight at the beginning of the selection.

Anyone who is strong is the enemy of all, and if you can kill it early, it will definitely reduce the pressure of the fight.

"Alone?" A Mandarin with a Sichuan accent reached Xiao Yuanchao's ears.

This is a Chinese who is not tall, but his body is not tall but unusually strong. Especially his hands, the bones of each finger are extremely thick, forming a strong contrast with the body. Obviously, this is a guy with a lot of hard work.

"Alone." Xiao Yuanchao nodded.

"How is the group?" The person who came said with a smile: "It is difficult for one person to fight with ten thousand people, if we can form a group, the winning rate will definitely be much greater." ”

"Not interested." Xiao Yuanchao smiled and said, "It's best to hide your hands, otherwise there will be an extra corpse in the mountain tomorrow, hehe." ”

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yuanchao got up and left. He wasn't interested in forming a group with people, and in this kind of place, it was definitely the most unwise choice to form a group. Maybe at the beginning, we can help each other wholeheartedly, but at the end of the day?

At the end of the day, whoever is in a group will become each other's worst enemies. The form of forming a group is nothing more than pulling the fight to the end, and it is still the most brutal fight.

Many people understand this truth, but many people still choose to form groups together to form large and small groups. This is to be able to survive to the end, as for the final fight with each other, it depends on the individual's ability.

When he was rejected, the man with a Sichuan accent just laughed and continued to look for the next group target that he could eye.

It's not just this person who is looking for a team goal, but a lot of people are looking for a goal that can form a team. When there were only five days left before the selection of the Kham Temple, the people gathered in the mountain village began to form in groups. Large teams have dozens, even hundreds, of people; Small teams have at least a dozen people. There are very few people like Xiao Yuanchao who are still alone, and usually this kind of lonely person will die as soon as possible.

This is the trend, and the team represents the combined strength, a team with great strength that can even take out enemies that are ten times stronger than their individual members.

For example, an elite tactical squad slashes a powerful enemy, and they will have a close division of labor: reconnaissance, sniping, lure, demolition, communications, etc., etc.

Just imagine, no matter how powerful a person is, he will never be able to do such a tedious job at the same time. When he is faced with a team of professionals, he even has nowhere to hide, and in the end he can only end up with hatred.

Of course, it can't be compared with Xiao Yuanchao's rapid-fire pistol a few days ago and killed dozens of soldiers of the Indian Mountain Division in one go. Those soldiers are not special forces, just regular army soldiers. Compared with Xiao Yuanchao, the soldiers of the regular army are three levels worse.

Conventional troops, scout troops, special forces, and special armor troops, the two are completely not at the same level and have no comparison. In a certain way, with Xiao Yuanchao's current ability, encountering a regular army soldier is equivalent to encountering a group of armed civilians.

Speed, reaction, and ability are completely one in the sky and one on the ground, not to mention that Xiao Yuanchao has the strongest strength and speed. His physical lesions give him the ability to deal with regular army soldiers? It couldn't be easier.

"Alone? How about I ask you to drink water? A calm man's voice sounded, and he raised a glass of water to Xiao Yuanchao.

This is in an open-air bar...... It's a bar, because it's an open-air food stall for drinking and eating. It's just that there are red wines that you can't see in ordinary food stalls, and even these red wines have brands from various countries.

"I have, thank you." Xiao Yuanchao raised the water glass in his hand.

There was also clear water in his cup, and because of the adrenaline, Xiao Yuanchao couldn't drink or smoke. But you can smoke a cigar because it doesn't go into your lungs.

"Hehe, I think we should be of the same kind." The man stood up and walked towards Xiao Yuanchao with a glass of water.

When the man stood up and walked over, Xiao Yuanchao involuntarily narrowed his eyes slightly, and his pupils began to contract violently.

The man stood very straight, his waist like steel, supporting his waist, which he would never be able to bend. Needless to say, it is strong and strong, the key is to have a strong military atmosphere.

Professional soldiers? That's right, and a formidable professional soldier!

Half of them are Tibetans and Han people, and for so many days, Xiao Yuanchao has not found any professional soldiers at all. But the man in front of him is definitely a professional soldier, that kind of temperament, that kind of taste......

"Introduce yourself, I'm Zhao Ziyang." The man smiled and sat across from Xiao Yuanchao.

"Xiao Yuanchao."

Xiao Yuanchao sat straight, staring at Zhao Ziyang, who was sitting in front of him, who was also upright.

P: There is a power outage in the broken place, so the update is late, but rest assured, there will be no less than three chapters. By the way, I recommend a good book: "The Demon Wife"