Ling An knew that if he didn't satisfy the curiosity of these guys, he was afraid that they would keep pestering him to ask questions before reaching the fortress.

After clicking a little on Tianxun's personal terminal, Ling An called up his personal combat power index, and everyone who came over looked at the 100 combat power index displayed clearly on the small screen, and couldn't help but look at each other.

Tianxun's personal terminal is difficult to fake, it gives a personal combat power index based on the external data transmission link with the engine, although it is only some dead data, but at least it also proves that in the body energy tolerance limit, Ling An has indeed reached the C level.

"It's really C-grade......

"It seems that in less than thirty years, we humans will have one more strong man."

"That doesn't have to be ......"

Listening to the whispers of the many soldiers stationed in the army, Ling An smiled slightly, and his tense heart gradually relaxed.

Compared to the answers to the questions that they couldn't come up with, the surprised reactions of the soldiers stationed in the garrison were much more real.

The rest of the journey will be much quieter. The soldiers stationed there did not come to disturb Ling An, but instead began to talk on their own.

From the conversations of those veterans, Ling An learned that in the past, every time the convoy returned to the fortress from the fortress, it would encounter some obstacles to a greater or lesser extent.

After all, there are a large number of alien monsters from the front and rear battlefields, although the scale is not large, and the strength is not particularly strong, but it will always have some impact on the movement of the convoy. It is for this reason that, in the past, convoys to various fortresses were escorted back to the fortress by three to five partisan squads.

But now, with the month-long clearing of the rear battlefield, the establishment of outposts, and the operation of the surveillance network at all times, it is almost impossible for aliens to come into contact with the rear battlefield, those transportation lines that are extremely important for the front line.

Ling An pondered, in fact, this may seem like a good thing on the surface, but judging from the fact that as soon as the alien race reacted on the battlefield in the rear, it sent demons and many raiders and assassins, this was actually an intensification of contradictions.

The rear battlefield is not leaky, and the alien race has not sent troops to forcibly attack the various outposts after the initial temptation, which means that the alien race may have to devote more energy to the frontal battlefield and the battlefield behind enemy lines.

As a result, the danger of going behind enemy lines may increase.

But no matter what, it was impossible to disobey orders, and Ling An could only hope that his luck would be better in the future and not encounter too dangerous situations.

The convoy finally reached the fortress.

Looking at the tall walls of the fortress, it has been less than two months since I left here, and so many things have happened.

Shaking his head, Ling An followed the map guidance and went directly to the promotion hall.

The promotion hall is very close to the Zhou Tian Tower, and it seems that the top brass of the Glorious Army is not worried about a spy infiltrating here, so they take the opportunity to get close to the Zhou Tian Tower and destroy it.

To this day, Ling An couldn't understand what Zhou Tianta relied on to create such a huge light curtain.

After killing Erbei, Ling An also took advantage of the fact that the energy vision had not disappeared to look up at the light curtain known as Zhou Tian, originally all energy should be invisible in Ling An's energy vision, and would be perceived and understood by Ling An, but Zhou Tian was not.

Ling An did see Zhou Tian, but even in the energy vision, he couldn't see its essence clearly, and it looked like it was no different from the faint light curtain at this moment.

Shaking his head, Ling An walked into the promotion hall.

The promotion hall is not as noisy as the merit hall, after all, everyone who comes here is here to conduct the promotion test.

There were more than a dozen people scattered in the hall, as if they were waiting for something, some of them were in their twenties and some were in their thirties, but looking at their temperament, they were all people who had been on the battlefield for several years.

At this time, there are not too many people who come to the promotion test.

Ling An walked into the promotion hall and attracted everyone's attention, and after some scrutiny, these people were a little surprised.

After all, Ling An still looked too young.

"Comrade, you're on the wrong track, this is the promotion hall." A guerrilla with a beard said kindly.

"Thank you, senior, I know, I'm here for the promotion test." Ling An replied politely.

The beard was stunned, he originally thought that Ling An was a recruit who had taken the wrong path, but he obviously didn't expect Ling An to say that.

"The promotion is to pay for meritorious service, not if you want to test, you can test, or don't play around." A little farther away, a young partisan sneered.

This guerrilla's name is Zorn, and he is only twenty-four years old this year, the youngest of the guerrillas present before Ling An came here.

He was originally immersed in the pride of being at least two or three years earlier than the other promotions, but Ling An's appearance made other people's eyes take away from him, which made Zorn, a talented and proud guerrilla of European origin, how could he be reconciled?

"Zorn, you've got that to say." The bearded man frowned at first.

"Isn't it? Cheng Yi, I'm not wrong, right? Are you willing to let the juniors of the new family waste a thousand merits in vain? Zon raised an eyebrow.

In fact, he didn't believe that Ling An would be able to perform a thousand meritorious deeds at all.

Ling An looked at Zorn with a hint of discoloration in his eyes.

This guy, even if he stands with a bunch of veterans, can't hide his slight youthfulness, he should only be a year or two older than himself.

At the age of twenty-three or four, when he reached the C level, this talent is even higher than Yumi.

This young man named Zon must be the most talented peer he has ever met.

Eh, remove Ye Zixu, remove yourself, remove Ling Zhiyuan......

"This senior, I am indeed here for the C-level promotion assessment, and I have enough merit." Ling An said with a smile.

He has no contradictions with these people, and he does not want to cause conflict, and he speaks politely.

On the third floor of the stand, a woman with a beautiful body leaned lazily on the railing, the door behind her opened, and a man with an ordinary appearance but extraordinary temperament walked out and came to the woman's side.

"What are you looking at?" The man asked.

"Watch the little ones play." The woman spoke, with a hint of laziness in her beautiful voice.

"Oh?" The man looked curiously, saw Zorn, saw Ling An.

"Those two little guys are also here for the C-level promotion test? So young? The man was surprised.

"What, frustrated? Hit by it? The woman laughed.

"What blow do I suffer, the more talented juniors the better, only in this way can we have a chance to defeat the alien race!" The man sighed.

"If you still defeat the alien race, you can show me an S-class warrior first." The woman teased.

"Okay, okay, they seem to be a little rubbing."

"Are you going to stop it?"

"Stop what? There is competition to make progress. ”

……

Seeing Ling An reveal his Tianxun personal terminal, the 100 combat power value displayed on it, Zorn sneered, the data displayed on Tianxun only represents the physical endurance and some detectable data, it is true that some people, the physical ability to withstand the improvement is very fast, but they can't pass the C-level test. Some personal terminals even show a combat power of 200, but they are still rated as D-level.

"Boy, you said that you have reached the C level, and the value displayed on the personal terminal does not represent the real combat power, why don't you let me test it, so that you can save a little merit." After Zorn finished speaking, he actually shot directly.

His speed is extremely fast, and he is about the same level as Sun Lei's deputy team.

In an instant, Ling An made a judgment, his gaze was indifferent, his heels moved sideways, and then there was a strange movement like a ghost.

In Zorn's field of vision, Ling An's body suddenly disappeared, and then, a sense of crisis came from behind his side.

Zorn's scalp tingled, and he subconsciously dodged to the side.

A palm, in the shape of a knife, slashed at Zorn at an angle that was hard for Zorn to resist.

Ling An is not a good person, he has always respected me, he respects people, if others are looking for trouble, naturally there is no need to be polite.

Although the energy vision was gone, Ling An's insight was still far beyond that of ordinary people, and before Zorn moved, the energy fluctuations in his body had already revealed his intentions.

Although no weapons are used, 100 combat power is concentrated, and if this record is received, it will be very painful, and more importantly, Zorn's face will not look good.

Zorn's engine was running rapidly, and his body accelerated suddenly, but the knife still didn't hit him.

Retracting his hand, Ling An said to Zorn with a faint smile on his face:

"Senior, concede."

"You!" Zorn's face was blue and white for a while, which was extremely exciting.

Suddenly, there was a violent energy fluctuation on Zorn's body, which made some people around him frown.

Ling An's eyes narrowed slightly, this person gave him the feeling that his combat power should already be at the level of about one hundred and twenty.

Not all soldiers were able to return to the fortress as soon as they broke through, but the Glorious Army only set up a promotion hall in the fortress.

Some fighters have just broken through the rotation defense, which usually has to wait for other brigades to rotate them back, or take the initiative to apply, before they can return to the fortress for promotion.

It's been almost a month since he broke through like Zorn. But it was also yesterday that I returned to the fortress.

"Boy, if I don't teach you a lesson, you're still kicking your nose in the face!" Zon gritted his teeth and was about to strike again.

"Zorn, you've gone too far." At this time, Cheng Yi, the bearded man from before, said, and a wave of energy that surpassed Ling An and Zorn unabashedly emanated.

Zorn's face changed, his face changed for a while, he snorted coldly, and walked to the front.

"Little brother, he has this temper, don't worry about it." Cheng Yi said helplessly to Ling An.

This person's combat power should have reached two hundred......

This is not to say how high Cheng Yi's talent is, some people, even if they have reached two hundred combat power, may not be able to be promoted to the C rank, this is because their mental power and control are not enough.

Just like Cheng Yi, he was not promoted successfully when he was one hundred combat power, which means that he did not have enough spiritual power to cultivate Zhou Tianjue, and he was not sure enough until now when he had two hundred combat power.

And without Zhou Tianjue, the time it took him to go from one hundred combat power to two hundred combat power far exceeded that of a C-level warrior.

So Zorn doesn't have much respect for this senior, if Zorn passes the C-level promotion test and gets Zhou Tianjue, it won't be long before he can surpass the current Cheng Yi.

"Thank you, senior." Ling An said politely.

"You're welcome, just call me Cheng Yi. What do you call the little brother, he is so young, he won't be a recruit this year. ”

"My name is Ling An, and I am indeed a recruit this year, belonging to the Eighth Brigade of the Second Legion." Ling An hurriedly said.

"What a recruit." Cheng Yi was amazed.

"Former ...... Brother Cheng Yi, what is the process of this promotion test, I see that everyone is waiting here, and no one has come out. Ling An asked puzzled.

"Well, you'll find out in a moment...... Oh, someone came out. As Cheng Yi was talking, the door at the back of the promotion hall suddenly opened, and three guerrillas walked out of it.