After nightfall, the atmosphere in the shelter in Aoki Ward began to become oppressive.

The combat policy of the headquarters of the crusading subordinate forces, once it was released by the blood mist, the players of the special and dark sentinel units were all shocked when they heard this, and in that surprise, their faces naturally showed a little irrepressible excitement.

After fighting with Ye Feng for a long time, they fell in love with the madness and infinite passion of that man when he was fighting; I like that man to win when he fights, and he is confident; I prefer that man's devastating and domineering side leakage.

However, after a few moments, the excitement on the faces of the Special and Dark Sentinel players vanished, and in its place was a fear of death.

The last thing that Blood Mist said was to let them each write a suicide note.

Note~!

Isn't that something that only dying people write?

Could it be that this crusade against the headquarters of the affiliated forces could not even guarantee absolute success in the blood mist?

The human heart is the most easily shaken thing in this world, especially in the face of imminent death, the human heart is also fragile and selfish.

I give up~!

I give up~!

In the early morning of the next day, two players from the special forces wrote the words 'I give up' on the A4 paper, which not only means that they have given up the crusade against the affiliated forces, but also that they have given up the special forces.

In the dark sentinel troops, no one flinched, which really made Ye Feng and the data flow genius quite gratified.

The crusade was scheduled for two days later, and taking advantage of the two days of recuperation, Ye Feng went to the secret sentinel training base and the special training base respectively. Stayed for a day.

He didn't say much about firearms skills. This time the focus is. It's in terms of hand-to-hand combat skills.

Fight mutated creatures with guns.

To fight with others, you need to use your brain and skills.

In the two days that Ye Feng stayed at the training ground, the Sanhe District Shelter, a genius in data flow, was working overtime to manufacture combat aids.

Currently only equipped with the Dark Sentinel's cable launcher fixtures, prior to the Raid Operations. It is also necessary to equip everyone in the special forces, this is a life-saving thing, and it is also a weapon for killing.

For this crusade operation, the data flow genius is extremely convinced that every more hole card on the players participating in the war will have an extra chance of survival.

In addition to the cable launcher fixtures, the power levitation glide flight wing, the fat man is also in full swing to build. He doesn't want to build too much, just one or two.

In the absence of the threat of air fire. The powered suspension glide flying wing is an absolute existence that can dominate the entire battlefield, and it is a very powerful piece of equipment. You can try to imagine how helpless a biochemical weapon without anti-air capabilities will look in front of a player equipped with a powered levitation glide flying wing.

The night before departure, Battle Xuanyuan finally wrote his last words on A4 paper, he missed his parents very much, if he could hold on until the day he left the virtual world alive, he swore that he would definitely honor his parents living in the real world and let them live a happy life.

Tianding Memories wrote: "Boss, if one day, I am gone, please take care of my brother, memory." ”

And recalling Tianding, he didn't write a word, because the desire for life in his mind made him firmly believe that he would not die, he would definitely live, he would definitely survive.

Alive, alive, remembering the destiny of heaven, has burst into tears.

Glutinous rice sister paper is the most relaxed and alternative one among all the players who wrote a suicide note, she wrote: "Lord Blood Mist, the pheasant you barbecued is delicious, after this operation, can you make one for me, I really want to eat it." ”

Late at night that day, Ye Feng received the suicide notes of all the players who participated in the war, but he didn't open it and handed it over to the data flow genius.

"Hehe, I really didn't expect that there are tens of thousands of war zones in China, and the probability of a thousandth of the wisdom corpse tide is actually encountered by us." The fat man who took over the suicide note letter had a wry smile on his face, "Maybe this is the so-called relative risk and reward theory, since you have obtained the fourth-order biochemical purple martial arts, it is not surprising that the wisdom corpse tide has appeared." ”

"Hopefully, this operation will achieve a perfect result." Ye Feng said calmly: "In the past two days, I have taken a look at the secret sentinel troops and special forces, and on them, they have a bit of a special forces. ”

"Oh, what are your chances of winning this crusade?" The fat man asked.

"I don't know." Ye Feng replied very simply, he couldn't give an assessment of the odds of winning a battle without knowing the enemy's situation, so he could only take one step and watch one step.

"By the way, this is your cable launcher fixture, I believe it will work best on your wrist."

Ye Feng took it with a smile and thanked him.

"After you destroy the subordinate forces and the tide of wisdom corpses, we will establish a survivor base belonging to the player." The fat man gave Ye Feng a good news, "After you leave, I will gather the players in the other war zones, and the seventh regiment will go to the first war zone tomorrow to clean the shelter of the Southern Courtyard that has been destroyed by the tide of wisdom corpses." ”

Ye Feng looked at the fat man with deep meaning, looking at this data flow genius who entered the virtual world with him without hesitation to save him, and only after a long time did he say, "It's good to have you." ”

"You haven't said this sentence to Miss Bai Ling'er yet, women in love like to listen to these words." The fat man laughed: "Actually, I like it too." ”――

Early the next morning, the special forces and the Dark Sentinel Force, a total of one hundred and sixty-three players, assembled on standby.

Thousands of players from the seventh regiment came to see them off.

Seeing that all the high-level players in the Ninth War Zone (with a combat power of more than 80 points) were about to go to the deep mountains and old forests of the Seventh War Zone to crusade against the affiliated forces of the Biochemical Alliance, the hearts of the players of the Seventh Regiment inexplicably rose with a tragic color of the strong man gone.

They all wrote suicide notes, for the sake of the future of the Ninth War Zone, in order not to be wiped out by the tide of wisdom corpses in the future, they are willing to choose to go on the road here, without fear.

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are with the Son?" The survivor players of the original First War Zone suddenly shouted in unison. This shout seemed to poke at the grief and indignation in the hearts of other players, and the sound of a hundred responses quickly swept over the streets.

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are in the same robe with your son~!"

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are in the same robe with your son~!"

The secret sentinels and special forces walking in the middle of the street, after hearing the send-off on the side of the street, became even more determined to go this road to the end.

If our sacrifice can be exchanged for you to survive on the biochemical battlefield, then everything will be worth it.

Ye Feng had never felt that the cohesion of the players in the Ninth War Zone would be so strong, and at this moment, his resolute heart actually had traces of being touched.

"If the hearts of the people are united, there is nothing that can stop the development and growth of this team." Ye Feng seemed to see the dawn of dawn.

"I'll go to your uncle's, can you not make such a sad atmosphere, we are not going to die, we are going to win the battle." The battle wolf wiped the unassuming liquid in his eyes and shouted at the people around him.

"We'll be back." Battle Xuanyuan shouted with his confidence as the captain of the special forces team.

"Anyone wants to join the outposts, we have the best weapons and equipment." Tianding's memories were very insidious, and they typed out the recruitment information of the dark sentinel force.

"I'll go, God, can you stop being so spoofed?" Battle Xuanyuan looked disdainful, but immediately, he changed his words and shouted: "If you want to become a respected special forces, if you want to experience the destruction of the resonance fire network, then come to our special forces!" ”

Listening to the solicitation information sent by the two captains, Ye Feng couldn't help but have a big head, special forces and secret sentinel troops, when do you need to come to the street to recruit people!

The sad atmosphere at the time of departure changed abruptly, and before, the two special forces players who chose to give up had a heartbreak in their hearts and resolutely decided to join the crusade campaign troops.

"Captain, we were wrong, we shouldn't give up on everyone."

"I know that you will come back, so I keep all the equipment for you, I only hope that in the future, you can remember one thing, no matter when, no matter life or death, we will stand together~!" Battle Xuanyuan smiled heartily, the return of the two made his heart not cold. (To be continued.) )