On the vast battlefield of Xilang Peak, which unfolds on the slope of thousands of meters, small war groups have been or are being formed.

The collision and battle of flesh and iron, life and death and victory and defeat, slashing and roaring, blood is stained with snow...... The ring from the top of the hill to the lower third extends to the vicinity of the base of the mountain.

This originally holy and quiet ice and snow world has now become the most cruel and bloody battlefield in the history of human civilization's struggle against the invasion of Dajian for nearly a hundred years.

High Ground: The elite squad is using the fastest speed and the most life-defying formation to clear the big spikes around their positions and resist the rush from the heights......

The iron flagpole pierced the ice beneath its feet, and the flags set in the pre-battle arrangement to represent the survival of the squad were inlaid one by one.

From now on, these flags represent an impregnable wall, and as long as these flags do not fall, none of them will return from the battlefield below to recover or defend the main ship.

Below, on the battlefield that has been divided: a race against time, a slash at any cost, is being staged everywhere.

Standing everywhere around, there is a figure of bloody battle.

At the foot of the mountain, on a raised platform on the side of the front-line command post.

After a burst of whispered discussions, more than 20 war correspondents from the alliance headquarters and branches of various countries suddenly jumped off the high platform, and then the device exploded, holding cameras and video cameras in their hands, and rushed to the direction of the battlefield.

The officer in charge of this matter was caught off guard and shouted in a panic and anger behind him: "What are you doing?!

The fusion of source energy of war correspondents is basically not high, and the equipment they wear at this time is just to prevent sudden accidents and facilitate evacuation.

And now, they are going to the battlefield. The battlefield at this moment will never arrange for the soldiers to be distracted to give them any special protection and rescue, and if there is, it is an insult to this war and the word comrade-in-arms.

This point has already been specifically explained by the officers, and the reporters themselves are all aware of it.

"But it's too far away. A short-haired female reporter pointed to the battlefield ahead, turned around and said, "They should be filmed more clearly, their appearance, their battles, should be better recorded... Remember. ”

"One day, the people of Teal will need to know what someone has done to live and survive for them!" another reporter continued.

The female reporter nodded, "Fighting and sacrifice, even if they are to be buried temporarily, should never be forgotten." ”

With that, the two turned and continued to run, resolutely chasing their counterparts and running towards the battlefield.

"If I Die......"

"If I Die......"

During the run, two unfamiliar reporters spoke to each other in unison.

"Please help bring my camera (camcorder) back. ”

“...... Good. My name is Ashilea, and I've just arrived on the last plane from Switzerland today, how about you?"

"Ian, from Australia, arrived last night, nice to meet you, Ashilea. ”

"Me too. ”

............

Han Qingyu didn't stop next to the dying big tip in front of him. If you get hurt in this situation, you can leave it to the surrounding team to solve it.

With the continuous vibration of the source energy device, his rushing figure began to cover the entire surrounding battlefield, cutting into one battle formation after another in despair.

And faster than his figure were the two dead iron straight knives that almost constantly alternated in the air. The knife in the hand and the knife in the air are constantly exchanged...... Sometimes, he can even rescue and help both warbands at the same time.

"Huhu...... "Dead iron straight knife is flying in the air.

Wen Jifei raised his head, constantly looking for positions and angles in the battlefield, you rarely see the plague chicken so serious, and it is rare to see him show such a calm gaze like a glacier, "Bang... When!"

No misses, not a single one so far. His performance was so exaggerated that Liu Shiheng and He Tangtang were a little surprised.

On the battlefield, the rusty girl pear vortex slashed again and again...... The Mira 9 special sniper rifle rang out one after another.

The sword that was cut or knocked away would always return to Han Qingyu's hand and then fly away again.

This Wen Jifei is unknown to others and lacks understanding.

At this moment, probably only He Tangtang, Liu Shiheng, Shen Yixiu, and Wu Xian, who were closest to them, knew, or maybe Lao Jian also knew:

This scene is actually such an important and remarkable thing for Wen Jifei, and what kind of tenacious mentality and persistence he used to get it.

Although he will definitely not say this when he goes back, he will probably only brag and brag and say completely shamelessly, you see, it is mainly up to me...... If everybody could go back.

In this way, Han Qingyu's people and double knives shuttled through the entire surrounding battlefield in the gunshots of Mira 9, the roar of the source energy device and the sonic boom.

His style of play is special, even if it is other top-level combat power, or even most of the super combat power, it is impossible to replicate it.

At this moment in the surrounding squads, the Chinese Asians, the Bhutanese ones, the Indian ones...... After seeing it in the middle of the battle, or actually being helped, I was unconsciously a little dazed and shocked.

None of them had ever seen such a way of fighting, nor had they ever seen anyone who could form such a large combat power coverage with almost their own strength.

If they could get out of here at the end, they would try to describe it, and then tell a lot of people that it was like a storm that had been raging over and over again, sweeping through the entire battlefield.

"I think I photographed him, Ian, I photographed that invincible Chinese runner-up warrior. ”

Ashilia lay in the groove in the middle of an ice rock, looked down at the camera she had just finished shooting, and said with some excitement. A blood-stained war knife she had just picked up was placed beside her.

"Nope. Ian was in the lows, his face peeking out from behind the camera, looking up and whispering, "You just filmed a storm." ”

The man was moving too fast for even the camera to capture a clear enough image, and Ian didn't think Ashilia could take a clear picture.

"Really? uh...... Maybe yes. Unwilling, Ashilia picked up her camera again and cautiously poked her head out.

But the figure had disappeared from their sight.

After a brief period of loss, the cameras and camcorders turned to the others, and everyone on this battlefield at this moment is worth recording.

It wasn't long before the battle began. The team that solved the mission objective on the spot did not stop and began to look for a new target. Han Qingyu was also in the fighting, gradually leaving 1777 farther and farther away.

Two figures appeared beside him. Wu Yi and Shen Yixiu had already solved more than one big tip at this time. While Han Qingyu is constantly improving, they are also improving, and the best parts of their respective combat power can now touch the top, and under the joint force, the efficiency is actually not slow at all.

"You guys?!"

"The labor team, the deputy Qin team, and the veterans, they are gentle...... Let's come. Shen Yixiu was a little nervous, and hurriedly moved out a bunch of people to press the scene, explaining: "They said that you should not underestimate 1777, don't underestimate them...... They let us come. ”

Wu Xian: "Hmm. ”

Han Qingyu thought for a moment and nodded.

"Pan blue! Over there, in the northeast, there's a pan blue! In the portable communicator, Liu Shiheng, who was in charge of communication among the trio who finally found a place within the distance of the call, shouted loudly and urgently.

In the distance, about twenty people from a remnant squad were fighting to the death against a large blue tip, and there were four or five corpses on the ground nearby.

"Ode, ode, ode!"

Almost at the same time, three bursts in succession, iron armor, spears, and twin knives, pounced on the pan-blue body.

Three people, less than two minutes.

The big blue tip fell.

Han Qingyu, Wu Xian, and Rusty Sister cooperated with the full outburst, what level of combat power is it, and now maybe only super combat power can give an evaluation.

The remnants of the squad raised their hands in thanks and saluted, and before they could ask more, they quickly turned around, looked for their target again, and threw themselves into the battlefield.

Judging by the combat uniforms, they are likely to be temporarily composed of the remnants of three squads.

While the figure was far away, Han Qingyu and the three of them ran a few steps in the side direction, and then they found ...... Another pan-blue self-destruct trace, as well as the corpses of the sacrificed Azure comrades.

This shows that just now, three squads worked together here to strangle two pan-blues, hacked one to death, and sacrificed many people, and then the rest of the people improvised to fight the other pan-blue.

Salute and leave...... Han Qingyu was silent, and while running, he inserted the double knife back behind his shoulder, and at the same time untied the blue light pillar sword. In the past three days, with the penetration of the bone source, his understanding of the Blue Light Pillar Sword has deepened a lot, knowing that the bone source is likely to be suppressed in terms of level, higher than the source energy control of the red shoulder, and he also knows that his current strength consumes a lot with this thing.

At this time, the low and long siren of "Tick Woo ......" finally appeared.

Familiar syllables came from the direction of the main ship, and they finally began to recall the big tips in battle.

At the same time, the blue light of the hull of the main ship bloomed with a "bang".

The blue light was dazzling, and the hue of the entire battlefield changed accordingly, as if to announce that the stage of the battle was finally about to come.

At this moment, on the battlefield below, no matter what kind of battle state they were in, the big spikes who heard the call unanimously turned their heads and began to run towards the top of the mountain, while constantly getting closer, trying to gather together.

"Stop...... "Ordinary battle formations, one by one, desperately besiege all the way, culp, block, and don't let the big tip break through...... Someone rushed directly into the large sharp group that began to assemble.

But inevitably, there is still a part of the big tip that stands out from the siege, and at the same time gradually converges upward, and begins to impact the ring position under the leadership of the pan-blue big tip.

The desperate resistance has begun.

The eastern section of the circular position, a position.

Just after clearing the three big spikes that appeared around the position, below the Mexican elite Chichen Itza team, another group of seventeen big spikes was charging under the leadership of the two pan blues.

Even if it is an elite, even if it has been on the battlefield for a long time, the hands of the warriors holding the dead iron Mexican scimitar still unconsciously tightened, and at the same time, their throats are dry.

The situation that the Azure Battle Formation is most afraid of is the gathering and charging of the big spike group, not to mention that there are still two pan-blue corpses among them, so even if Chichen Itza is an elite team, the big spike in front of them has already exceeded the limit of their combat power.

If it was a normal time, they should call for help immediately if they encountered such a situation.

But at this moment, on this battlefield, the nearby positions are also being stormed...... They can only prepare to face it independently after a brief report to the surroundings, defend to the death, and then wait for the super combat power that may come to help them divide these 17 big spikes.

"There's no way to resist this, we have to go and break them up first......" Ethan, the vice-captain with a thick beard above his lips, has a fierce face, like a criminal, because of his personality and disobedience, he usually doesn't deal with the captain Danny Tejo.

At this point he stood up and saluted.

"Please lead the brothers in avenging me after I have scattered them, Captain. ”

In this formation, the Charge Splitter is almost certain to die, Ethan's combat power is close to the top, and he is the vice captain, he is the most suitable candidate.

Turning his head to look at the rough squad flag, "I like this flag very much, so please be sure, don't let it fall, don't let the honor of the Mexican Front be dishonored." ”

Time was pressing, Ethan shook his head and refused to talk, and with a "bang", the Mexican scimitar in his left and right hands grazed each other, and at the same time as the sound of the knife sounded, the person had already pounced on the position.

However, "Ethan!"

Captain Danny Tejo suddenly let out a loud roar and reached out behind him to pull him back.

At this moment, in the sight of all the members of the Chichen Itza team, from small to large, a pillar sword glowing with blue light flew in the air like lightning from behind the big sharp group.

The pillar sword pierced through the air and the wind, and the air that exploded like a substance exploded at its tail, a gray mist, dragging in the blue light...... It whistled through the air...... Without any curved tracks, straight from behind, crashing into the large spike group.

"Boom!"

"......" The entire Chichen Itza team was stunned for a second.

The charging group of spikes was directly blown away.

Scattered by the pillar sword.

The pillar sword, it should have been a large-pointed weapon?!! Ethan and Danny Tejo quickly glanced at each other, and then turned back, and in the line of sight below, three figures were rushing towards them.

Chinese Asian Front combat uniform.

Got it, it's that person.

The name that began to spread four days ago.

"It's qing!"

"It's King!"

At this moment, no one had time to think about why he was able to control the Blue Light Pillar Sword? After all, since he could grab that thing, why couldn't he use it? And if it was just thrown like this, the top combat power and super combat power should be able to do it.

At this moment, "Kill!" All the members of the Chichen Itza team swung their knives and slaughtered the large spikes that were temporarily scattered in front of the formation.

The big spikes are scattered, and as long as the first wave of kills and divisions are completed in time, they can complete the block as an elite combat force.

At the same time, Han Qingyu and the three of them began to help strangle a big blue tip from the back.