Whether a freshman is a freshman or not can only be judged by his face, and some of the newborn are basically freshmen.

But it's rare for a freshman to be able to quietly touch their backs.

And this man stood there, without the slightest fear of the muzzle of their guns, and behaved too calmly, which inexplicably made people very jealous.

But considering that there was an ambush, they didn't shoot at the first time, and wanted to get to the bottom with words.

It's a pity that the wrong person came, and Feng Jiu didn't answer at all, and he didn't have any intention of moving.

The cadets of St. Veril were a little confused about what he was going to do, and they became more and more confused and vigilant.

"Captain, do you want to kill it directly?"

They were so loud that they thought the wind couldn't hear it.

"Don't worry, I don't know which military school it is, but I can intercept it."

If you can catch a hostage, it is also a useful chess piece at a critical moment.

This suggestion is very exciting to them, that is, there are too few people who can be held hostage in training matches, and everyone would rather be eliminated than be a burden to their teammates.

But if you're a freshman, you can give it a try.

Thinking about it like this, they were even less in a hurry to make a move, and it didn't matter if Feng Jiu ignored them, the people of St. Ver cautiously dispersed and surrounded her.

There were a lot of them, and they didn't think about the possibility of Feng Jiu being able to run away.

It's just that Feng Jiu was so unmoved, as if he was calm and wanted to be scared stupid, which made them mumble and feel a little uneasy in their hearts.

"What's the situation with this person, what do you want to do quietly?"

"Who knows, catch it."

Just as they were about to make a move, another signal flare flew up not far from everyone, which was even more dazzling than the previous one, enough for everyone nearby to find the target.

Saint Weil and the others were stunned for a moment, and then their faces suddenly changed drastically.

"Damn, who is so immoral!"

They had just gotten rid of the other opponents, and before they could fully rest, they ran into another flare, and it was estimated that they would be besieged again in less than two minutes, and Nima simply didn't give them a respite!

Where do everyone dare to be careless, they are just like these people, they may be wiped out if they are not careful, this is still the beginning of the game, but they can't afford such a big loss.

So they prepared to retreat without thinking about it, and they didn't even catch Feng Jiu, and immediately shot and prepared to deal with it.

However, after the bullet, Feng Jiu disappeared without a trace in a flash.

"I'll go, I'll run fast!"

If it was usual, they would definitely catch up, but at this time, they didn't care about such a point, so they found a route and began to evacuate quickly.

After they had left, Feng Jiu came up and followed Saint-Ver unhurriedly.

Tong Lin also came to meet her.

The speed of the cadets is extremely fast, even though St. Weir's reaction has been very fast, but he still can't avoid the people who are approaching from all directions, and they still collide with others.

A battle unfolded again, Feng Jiu still prepared a bunch of hidden weapons, and when he saw that the other military cadets were about to finish, he threw one out, one point at a time, extremely accurate.

However, Saint-Ville and the others found that their opponents fell one after another, until they had a patch under their feet, and they did not score a single point......

This is very abnormal, and it is a fool who doesn't realize that something is wrong.

"What's going on, where are the points, it can't be a problem with the stats, right??"

They examined the medallion on their chests, but they didn't see anything wrong.

That's even weirder!

What about points?!

But before they could come up with a reason, another flare exploded near them, and it directly blew them up.

“……？？？”

What can St. Ver and the others do, they can only run!

Sure enough, it didn't take long to get entangled.

But just like before, halfway through the fight, those opponents fell one after another, and they didn't have a single point!

Not a single one!

Such similar situations heightened their suspicions, especially when they saw the third flare again, and the teenagers exploded.

"Damn, we're being calculated!!"

"Whoever is riding a horse is making trouble, and he has the ability to come out!"

Not only are they not stupid, but they are not stupid, and they clearly tell them that they are being used as bait and fishing for the enemy's bait!

The crowd was not good, and they looked around vigilantly, but they didn't find the enemy at all.

What they don't understand the most is how the other party gets the points, right under everyone's noses, no one can find out!

"Captain, the other party's level is very high!"

If you don't have some strength, it's really impossible to make trouble in front of them.

Everyone unexpectedly thought of the military cadet they had seen before.

But they don't feel like they are ghosts who have fallen for a long time, and they prefer to be a team.

However, they didn't have time to explore so much at this time, and the enemies attracted by the flares came one after another, and when they were ready to rest, there would be flares coming out.

Saint-Ville and the others chased over to see who was doing the trouble, but unfortunately they couldn't see anyone at all, and they were helplessly exhausted.

After tossing like this for an hour, two or three hundred enemies fell, and they still did not stop, and everyone almost did not collapse.

"I can't stand it anymore, who dares to step out of the horse to fight, is there any kind of shrunken head and tail, if it is a man, it will come out!"

But even though they were shouting, their voices were hoarse, and they couldn't call anyone out.

The teenagers couldn't say anything angry at the end, and after running around for so long, they all made wedding dresses for others, and there was nothing more aggrieved than this.

"Captain, I'm not running, it's useless to run!"

One of the cadets sat down on the ground and said nothing was moving.

The other party will calculate, specifically use them as bait, but do not do anything to them, so Saintville and the others have not lost a single person so far, but the injury is not healed, and they are all pressured by the round card statistics.

Anyway, they are all going to be besieged, and it makes no difference whether you run or not, and you can maintain some physical strength if you don't run.

When the young man who led the team saw them like this, he didn't force anything, and the group really didn't run away.

"Don't let Lao Tzu know who it is, otherwise you have to shoot him into a sieve!"

"Damn, I haven't heard of any military school with this style, if only there was a list!"

With the list, you can guess which guy is calculating them, but the conditions given by the instructors are too rudimentary, and there is no such setting at all.

So much so that those who want to win can only desperately try to get points, and always hover in the fear of being surpassed.

The young man who led the team raised his eyebrows, his eyes were narrow and bright, and he glanced around without a trace, but the neighborhood was so quiet that even the demon beasts were prostrate and could only hear the echo of the wind.

They had just dealt with a team of opponents, and according to the previous rule, they would fire flares when they would not give them a rest.

Sure enough, just as he was thinking about it, the familiar flare had already flown into the air, deeply stinging the eyes of Saint-Weil and the others.

"Nima's must be a mecha maker, it must be!"

Otherwise, where did you get so many flares!

This thing can't be modified with guns, and it can't be done much.

It's better to see that they have all the weapons they have collected before, and they have not left a single one.

But this still can't stop them from being pitted.

Everyone was helpless.

It would be nice if there was a communicator, at least I could contact my teammates to strike back and forth, so as to get out of trouble.

But now they have no one to answer, so they can only fall into each other's pits and climb out.

At first, they were only shocked and angry, but as time passed, they were more frightened.

Not to mention anything else, they still know what their strength is, especially with the captain here, even if they meet Gu Yi, they shouldn't be so embarrassed.

But the fact is that they can't break free, let alone break free, they don't even know who their opponent is!

This feeling is too powerless, as if no matter what they do, they can't break free from the quagmire they have fallen into, and every step is suffocating.

However, they can't back down yet, and they need to always be firm in any predicament, gritting their teeth and waiting for their opponents to show their feet, and then bite people to death!

But the idea is good, but the enemy is too calm, and he always hides a drop of water, and does not give them a chance to find out at all.

Saint-Weil and the others had no choice but to continue to be used as poor bait to lure in waves of points.

This time, they didn't know if their luck was good or bad, but they actually ran into teammates from the same school.

However, there is no use for birds.

The other cadets still turned into points lying on the ground, and the remaining students of St. Veril looked at each other, from thirty to forty.

This can be regarded as a small team, and the combat power is not weak at all.

They thought they could break free, but in the end they still didn't succeed.

"It's fucking evil, I'm going out to complain!"

"The other party's hidden methods are inevitably too good, this is not revealing, at least it has to be a fourth-level mecha master!"

There weren't many fourth-level mecha masters in the first and second grades, and they guessed and guessed, but they couldn't figure out who it was.

"It shouldn't be Wentian, I heard that he is level five!"

"Level 5 is indeed qualified, but Wentian is not something we haven't seen before, but it's not this combat path."

"Hey, what's his number? Anything can happen on the battlefield, and what they usually show does not mean that it is all! ”

"The ......," one of them said hesitantly, "Why do I always feel that this scene is somewhat familiar?" ”

"Me too, just like the last miracle mission, when Xian Lingzi was calculated by the Feng Jiu Sword......"

“……”

“…………”

"Damn, how is it possible, that's just a game, how could we be so unlucky to meet Feng Jiujian, and no one knows what he really looks like!"

Although everyone thought it was unlikely, they couldn't help but shudder when they thought of this person, and they inexplicably felt that the surroundings were gloomy.

The young man who led the team saw that the team members could only struggle again and again, failed again and again, and finally stopped trying to fight hard.

"Look at the order for a while, and disperse the action."

They weren't sure how many opponents there were, so they could only try to gamble, and the value of the scattered ones was greatly reduced, and they didn't believe that the other party could still divide several groups of signal flares!

Saint-Ville and his group once suspected that the opponent had a sniper rifle, but after rummaging through every scene, they could not find the gathered bullets, so they could only put their suspicions down.

If they have to do it, they definitely don't want to disperse, because the risk factor is too great.

But now there is no way, if you don't run, if you continue, you will be used thoroughly, not to mention that you can't get points, and you will fatten your opponent.

So when the flare appeared again, the forty or so people of St. Ver suddenly divided into six squads and ran to the place where they were not needed!

They chose a powerful position early, and they disappeared with a scurry of leaves.

"Finally a response." Tong Lin said with a smile, but he was not in a hurry at all, and watched and listened to you quietly.

At the same time, nearby cadets also saw the flares.

"Did I say this is going to be a fireworks party, how many shots have they been?" Cheng Fei looked up and was amazed.

I don't know which big guy is so rich, and the signal flares are like wholesale.

But at first glance, you know that this is a trap, and once or twice is enough, and it makes people mumble too often.

Anyway, they don't believe that anyone is really asking for help.

But they don't move, but there are many people who want to pick up the cheap, and they will still try to get closer, and then after getting closer, they can't get out.

"Whose handiwork do you think this is?" Le Kai Dao.

"It's hard to say." Mu Yan groaned and shook his head: "We have too many opponents this time, there are five known parties, and even the central district has come to join in the fun, after the situation is clear, it is difficult for them to guarantee that they will not join forces to deal with Gu Yi." ”

Who made the ancient one famous, and there is a Wentian, everyone knows that as long as Wentian is not hanging, then other military schools have no hope of winning at all.

So compared to the results, their main goal was to solve Wentian.

Moreover, during the special training, the cadets always came up with all kinds of tricks, but now due to the limitations of resources, they have no doubt that the jungle is full of traps.

So even Wen Tian can't be careless.

After all, the combined strength of the cadets is still very strong.

It would be better if Feng Jiujian was here, but they are seniors anyway, they always think about what is going on with relying on their juniors, and if they want to break through themselves, they have to face all kinds of difficulties alone!

After staring at the place where the flare disappeared for a while, Wen Tiancai said, "Let's go, go and have a look." ”

Now that more than two hours have passed since the game, the battle situation is advancing extremely slowly, and everyone is still exploring in the tentative period, wanting to find out more about the enemy.

But under their own precautions, turtle shrinkage is the most conservative approach, and it will also extend the war time indefinitely, which is very grinding.

The thought of a tug-of-war they had participated in before made the teenagers feel uncomfortable, and no one who has ever experienced that feeling can imagine that it is more terrible than dying in battle to destroy people's will.

At least they don't want to come again, and it's best to end a fight happily.

And just as the others rushed to the point of firing the signal flare, Saint-Ville and the others also successfully escaped from the devil behind them, and were relieved to see that no one had caught up, and when they were about to cheer, their chests ached, and then the medallion representing the vitality turned red......