Colonel Ouyang, there is something unusual about our direction of travel! ”

Finally, a major couldn't help but speak.

Ouyang Hongqi slashed in the air, and the Tensar beetle that had just been pounced with mottled patterns all over its body was instantly slashed.

The high-pressure flammable gas in the abdominal cavity turned into a blazing fire cloud!

Ouyang Hongqi's somewhat indifferent voice came from the front, "In the fog, don't use your common sense to speculate on my actions!" ”

"Our flag has not been planted yet, and we cannot establish a transmission track, so we cannot receive one-way orders from the Jiangnan Theater." The voice behind him was anxious.

It's just that this major didn't see the killing intent flashing in Ouyang Hongqi's eyes.

In the end, Ouyang Hongqi suppressed all the strangeness in his gaze, and his voice was cold, "What if the flag is guiding the direction of the enemy?" ”

"This ...... What do you mean!? The Major was startled.

"The first day is not a good day to plant the flag, it will directly expose the whereabouts of our Belarusian troops. In my experience, there have been at least ten or more teams that have been wiped out as a result. ”

"But Hongshan Island's order—"

"Soldiers are impermanent, water is impermanent. Partial tactical changes will not affect the overall strategy. Naturally, I'm going to do it all by myself. ”

"Starting tomorrow at 4 a.m., resume normal combat planning."

Ouyang Hongqi finally reassured the major and suppressed the riot in the team again.

The procession continued.

Except for Major Zhao Qiu, who was taciturn beside him, no one saw a few abnormal bulges suddenly appear on his face, like worms piercing into his skin and slowly crawling.

At this moment, Ouyang Hongqi's face was extremely hideous.

It's just that because he was standing in front with his back to him, no third person noticed it until he forcibly pressed down the anomaly more than 10 seconds later.

Ouyang Hongqi reached out and touched his cheek, and after confirming that there was no problem, his eyes became a little gloomy.

He and Zhao Qiu glanced at each other inadvertently, and nodded imperceptibly.

The speed is getting up again.

The procession continued.

Maybe it's a coincidence, or maybe it's some kind of deliberateness.

The Bai'an base chose the same way as the Shangnan base, and quickly advanced in an abnormal way of exploration.

In addition, if you look down at the earth from the sky at this moment, you can clearly see that the route of the Hakua tribe and the direction of Okinawa and Neon Country are gradually converging into a straight line.

……

The first night of the battle for the fog came quietly.

Most of the teams found a place to rest before nightfall.

But any adventurer who has experience in field combat knows that the fog at night is more than twice as terrifying as during the day.

The teams from various bases in the Jiangnan Theater did a good job of keeping vigil and dividing labor under the arrangement of their respective captains and took turns to rest.

The faint blue luster emitted by the mist banner was inexplicably reassuring.

The soldiers silently took out the army's dry food to replenish their strength.

There was a rare silence in the northern seas.

In the distant Hongshan Island Headquarters, Yun Zhenxiong, who had been staring at hundreds of light curtains for a whole day, was still the appearance of a lion, standing alone in the center of the high platform with his arms crossed.

Several dragon generals from the Nanyang Theater, the Yungu Theater, and the Pingtung Theater have returned to their lives.

From now on, more eyes will be focused on the Jiangnan Theater.

There is no doubt that the pressure on Yun Zhenxiong will be unimaginably huge.

But in the eyes of this one-star dragon general, he didn't see the slightest tiredness.

Still in good spirits.

"Report to the general, the monitoring curve of the transport aircraft stationed at all teams has been counted, and the low fluctuation time has been confirmed to be more than 60 minutes."

After receiving the correspondent's final and accurate report, Yun Zhenxiong finally closed his eyes and thought.

The first day of danger had passed, and my heart should have been settled.

But as soon as he remembered the news about the Yiguang base in the afternoon, his heart tingled.

And faintly, he still has some inexplicable anxiety in his heart.

Yun Zhenxiong opened his eyes, and his majestic face did not show the slightest personal emotion.

[Maybe it's my delusion?] 】

……

……

The hands of the time were at 3:55 a.m. when a slight ticking sounded.

Liu Shenjiang, who was leaning against the damp cave, suddenly opened his eyes.

At the same time, thirty-nine comrades-in-arms also opened their eyes together.

Everyone looked at each other silently, their masks popped open, and they took out the towel behind them that had been soaked in the cold spring in the cave and pressed it to their faces.

Stimulated by the cold spring water, these warriors completed the process of complete awakening in just five seconds.

Silent platoon, rearmament.

Completely different from the insolence that had been displayed on Hongshan Island, this team from the Junshui base showed extremely high individual quality.

"Eat fluid military rations, one minute."

Liu Shenjiang gave the order, and the Junshui troops began to silently carry out the final preparations before today's battle.

Time is of the essence.

Senior Colonel Kong Yan and Colonel Gui Jin, who had a verbal conflict with Lu Ze, were all standing solemnly in their respective positions at this moment, silently eating the marching food.

"Don't blame me for being harsh."

Liu Shenjiang looked at the team of forty people, and his voice was rarely calm.

"Before we left the Junshui base, we promised the commander that we would definitely win honor for the Junshui base and go back."

"We are the iron army of the Junshui base, which requires us to have higher standards than others."

"At the dawn when the human body is most tired, it is the best time to sneak attack. Therefore, our tolerance standard should exceed the normal human limit. ”

"All this is to live!"

Seeing the people who had already finished breakfast quickly, Liu Shenjiang nodded and said, "Concentrate the degradation of all raw materials." ”

"One team, adjust the armament magnetic chain to a constant hanging posture!"

"Second team, equipped with the [Desolate] armor, the 12 of you are our attackers, don't hold me back for a while!"

"Kong Yan, Gui Jin...... The four of you, armed with the [Burning Plains] sword. ”

As he spoke, Liu Shenjiang had already broken down the task and arranged it, and at the same time, he finally put a thick war knife engraved with dark red patterns behind him.

The strange patterns and heavy shapes make these knives look both abrupt and extraordinary.

Seeing Liu Shenjiang so cautious, Kong Yan, Gui Jin and the others also became silent.

This can only show that the specifications of the battle to be encountered today will be far greater than yesterday.

"The Junshui base has lost face twice, and we must take it back."

Liu Shenjiang glanced at Kong Yan and the others, and strode out.

……

Today, he has set the goal of heading southeast, with the expectation of capturing three flag points.

At the same time, it is necessary to be prepared for the encounters that you may face.

The news of the total destruction of the Yiguang tribe sounded the alarm bell for everyone.

In the depths of Liu Shenjiang's eyes, a trace of cold killing intent appeared.

If he touches these miscellaneous pieces, even if he fights for military law, he will destroy all the other party humanely!

There is some hatred that must be washed away with blood!

The battle on the second day was intense from the moment it began.

Soon, the troops of the Junshui base discovered the fierceness of their captain's attack.

Liu Shenjiang is a real 9-star war king, and he is the god of war in the army that resounded in the four cities of one river.

Those creatures that suddenly appeared in the mist, no matter how big or small, no matter how strong or weak, could not move a single move in Liu Shenjiang's hands.

When the Flame Blade activates the combat mode, the wielder can twist the hilt at the turning point of each attack to perform a second dynamic acceleration.

If you attack retrograde at the turning point of the card, the blade of [Burning Plain Fire] will appear red for a moment.

The loud roar was like the engine of a chariot, slashing sparks and scattering them with a single sword.

Liu Shenjiang practiced the 7th-order battle method "Baijiang Sword Potential", which is a family secret battle method, and the most significant feature of it is that it can allow the practitioner to ensure a state of 3.2 times the force limit for a long time.

And the knife momentum is like a big river and white waves, wrapped in a layer, endlessly.

In addition, with the non-mass-produced weapon [Liaoyuan Fire] in the Jiangnan Theater in his hand, he can borrow force and retrograde acceleration every time he retracts the knife.

As a result, the final result presents a striking variation of 1 plus 1 equals 3.

Each slash can accurately jam the acceleration point.

Each slash is a slash of more than 100 tons.

The earth is crumbling, the stars are shining, and the illusions are relevant.

So much so that ten meters in front of Liu Shenjiang's body was already filled with a knife shadow mixed with an astonishing high-temperature aura.

Those who flew in the sky, swam in the water, and ran on land, all the creatures that appeared within the warning circle were all slashed by the shadow of the sword.

The astonishing power of the Liushen River is the greatest encouragement to the Junshui base.

The Tsumizu followed with a low roar.

The sergeants, including Kong Yan and Gui Jin, were all red-eyed.

When the sun is high in the middle and even the fog cannot completely obscure it, the view from the reef is finally at its best.

The people of the Junshui tribe could clearly see that they had actually cut through the ambush area of the two misty tribes.

Liu Shenjiang looked back and saw that most of the people were gasping violently, and a smile couldn't help but show on his majestic face.

"All staff take a 10-minute break, alternating shifts every five minutes."

"The gladiator pilot prepares to find the nearest flag station."

"Yes!"

A lieutenant dressed in a gladiator mech replied with an excited salute.

The Misty Battlefield gave him a completely different feeling from his previous training.

The tension of facing life and death all the time, and the constant secretion of adrenaline, constantly stimulated his nerves, making his eyes reddened slightly with excitement.

After receiving this glorious order at this moment, the lieutenant still had the idea of resting, and he started the engine straight with his energy that had not yet been exhausted, rolling and stabbing into the fog.

"Zhao Liqiang."

"Here!"

Another lieutenant stepped forward and looked at his colonel with reverence.

"You go to the east, search one side by one, and speed up the progress."

"Yes!" Zhao Liqiang replied solemnly.

However, just as he was about to turn away, the pupils of his eyes suddenly froze.

Because Liu Shenjiang opened his mouth silently and spit out two words:

[Open the shield.] 】

The moment of speech was fast and hidden, and even the companion standing two meters away did not hear it.

Zhao Liqiang is a Ranger construction pilot, who has the most complete thermal weapons and the richest variety of equipment in the mecha team.

Under the propulsion of the mecha engine, Zhao Li rose up violently, and turned on the energy shield without thinking at the moment of taking off.

In the mist, a gray wooden gun shot silently.

Faintly, it looked like a javelin cut from some kind of tree branch, because it still had the shadow of annual rings on it.

But the wooden javelin was flying too fast.

The air and fog blocking the front were pierced in an instant, and not even ripples could be shaken.

That's amazing speed!

"Bold."

"I dare to be presumptuous in front of my Liu Shenjiang!"

The [Liaoyuan Fire] in Liu Shenjiang's hand let out a roar when the engine was burning, and a blazing sword wave instantly tore through the air.

Rumble!

The javelin that came at it was slashed in an instant.

Waves of terror bloom from the shattered.

Liu Shenjiang's knife seemed to have hit a missile.

Zhao Liqiang, who was the closest, benefited from the arm shield that had just been opened, and the qi wave pushed him two meters hard, slid sideways to the ground, and raised his head in anger.

"Enemy attack—"

A terrible alarm sounded.

The Junshui base, which was already in a state of alert and rest, instantly burst out with a high-pitched fighting spirit and was fully armed.

In the distance, the eyes hidden in the bushes suddenly floated tyrannical and bloodthirsty.

"Ulla."

Strange language sounded.

A javelin field flew from above the bushes.

Liu Shenjiang's face suddenly turned cold, and he stepped on the ground, "Javelin array, rattan sticks, you monkeys of the Thousand Island Country......"

"It's clear that I didn't take this war king in my eyes!"

Liu Shenjiang rushed out of a fierce main battle tank, and his wrist was twisted.

There were more than ten engine roaring sounds around his body in one second.

The war knife that entered a high-temperature state because of the acceleration of the node was dazzling red at the moment.

【Baijiang knife momentum】endlessly!

Liu Shenjiang rushed forward alone, and the fire sword in his hand actually rolled up a large cloud of fire and rose into the air retrograde, colliding with the javelin rain.

"Swallowed by my waves!"

Sen Ran's angry shouts resounded through the sky.

- Boom!!

God knows what those sneak attackers added to these javelins.

Every exploding wooden javelin is no less than an exploding rocket.

Shattered pieces of wood swept downward with astonishing lethality.

It's just that Liu Shenjiang is the king of war who has stepped into the realm of 9 stars and winds after all.

His feet alternated, making large ripples directly in the air, and his wrists were twisted again.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

Three speeding sounds are stacked on top of each other, as if they are bursting at a fixed point, exploding people's eardrums.

Liu Shenjiang rolled up with a knife.

Baijiang knife momentum - big waves swallow the sky!

The heavenly fire ignites the river.

The river swallowed up the heavy rain.

The eardrums of everyone in the Junshui base on the ground roared, and they even seemed to hear the sound of a mountain torrent.

Countless fragments of ignited javelins were originally part of the rain of falling fire, but at this moment, they were all swallowed up by the burning river and swept aside.

The group of people who rushed out with Ula screamed suddenly paused, and their eyes showed surprise and anger.

These people are mainly individual combat suits, and a few are wearing all-metal constructed mechs, revealing dark skin.

Different from the Black King Kong of the Sin Domain Mercenary Group.

The flat nose bridge of these people has a distinctly subtropical survival characteristic.

And those strangely shaped metalized rattan sticks point out their identity as warriors of the Thousand Islands.

At this moment, these Thousand Island monkeys saw Liu Shenjiang, who was full of might, and suddenly found in despair that they seemed to have made a mistake.

This general of the Yan and Huang Army turned out to be a war king who could step into the air.

"Ulla!"

The leader of the warriors of the Thousand Islands roared angrily.

The team scattered violently.

"These Thousand Island monkeys want to run!"

"Bastard, dare to run away from Lao Tzu?"

Liu Shenjiang's face was gloomy, and he shouted angrily: "If it is not my race, its heart will be different!" ”

"Throw the magnetic chains and leave none of these monkeys ......"

"All buried here!"