It didn't take long for the C-level evaluation of killing 200 people to get it, and all three of them breathed a sigh of relief, and the mission was finally messed up anyway.

"Glorious bullets?" Richard picked up the high-explosive grenade around his neck and asked, Anyway, the task is completed, although the C-level evaluation is not high, but I am embarrassed to continue to ask Mu Chen to help.

"I'm okay, my kill count is higher than yours, I'm satisfied." Hou Ying laughed.

"Lao Tzu doesn't have that habit, suicide is not my style." Mu Chen naturally knew what they meant in their hearts, but the results of each mission would be recorded, and if the evaluation level was higher this time, the possibility of the two of them being promoted to the military academy in the future would be greater.

"Hehe, then follow the great god and eat meat." The two of them don't talk nonsense, they are both their own brothers, there is no one who takes advantage and who suffers, just keep Mu Chen's kindness in mind.

The enemy forces in front of the position are getting closer and closer, and the firepower is much denser than before, and the enemies who have been killed will continue to regenerate, and there will be no end to it.

Bullets flew past the ears of the three of them, and the two of them had no time to idle, trying to keep the fire suppressed.

Mu Chen's side was full of firepower, and the sniper rifle played the effect of a submachine gun, ruthlessly harvesting the enemy not far away.

Richard even threw out the treasured "glorious bullets", and at this moment he was firing grenades one after another, and his hands were cramping when he changed bullets, but looking at Mu Chen who was focusing on shooting next to him, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Hou Ying could no longer remember how many times he had changed the drum for the Raider's machine gun, and the 200-round enlarged drum was lit one after another, and the barrel of the machine gun was red.

"Damn, I'm running out of ammunition!" After replacing the last drum, Hou Ying said loudly.

"My day, 10,000 rounds of ammunition, can this be used up? O livestock. "Richard's hands are not on the line, but his mouth is not idle.

"You use mine." The enemy is too close, the sniper rifle itself can't play much role, and Hou Ying's hit rate is not high, so it is better to give himself the opportunity to make the final sprint.

The two quickly switched positions in the trenches, and the machine guns operated by Mu Chen were obviously much more powerful, and the short bursts of fire were accurate and coherent.

Although the Eagle is not very good at using Mu Chen's Falcon 2 sniper rifle, the enemy is about to climb to the muzzle, and there is no need to aim at all, just shoot at the target.

"Hey, I said a few brothers, I really can't do it here, the grenade is gone." Richard discarded his scrapped grenade and pulled out his pistol as he shot as he spoke. It turns out that weapons on the virtual battlefield also have durability, and if you use them continuously, you will have problems such as overheating the chamber and become unusable.

Mu Chen over there also threw away the machine gun that had finished the last drum, "Fight the bayonet!" He took out his equipment and rushed out of the trench.

"Neurotic!" The two people in the trench were dumbfounded and cursed, but they also took out their melee weapons one after another and followed.

The virtual battlefield is good for this, although the enemy army is very close to reality, but after all, it is different from the real battlefield, at least it will not shoot at people who only have daggers. They took out their melee weapons and surrounded the three of them in the middle.

"Damn! Lao Tzu hates melee combat the most! "The eagle is too fat, the activity is not sensitive, and the melee is particularly at a loss.

"Death to you! If you are fat and resistant to beating, you may not be able to stab you to death for half a day, remember to help me block a few knives in a while. "Richard still has the kung fu to fight with the eagle at this time, and he can be regarded as a big heart.

"There are still 5 left to 1000, so let's make up a whole number." Mu Chen was very calm, the battle had come to this point, how could he give up resistance.

"Fight!" Hou Fatzi, who had always been a little lazy, also tried his best, and took the lead in rushing towards the enemy, followed by Mu Chen and Richard.

Hou Ying took the lead, rushed over to carry the enemy's attack, grabbed an enemy, hugged it to the death, and the two Mu Chen behind him followed to mend the knife, and solved one in an instant.

"Damn, it hurts me." Hou Ying was stabbed in the arm, and he sweated in pain, and he would have a very real pain when he was injured on the virtual battlefield, of course, it was still a lot weaker than the real battlefield.

"Hey, the dead fat man is still a little useful, at least it's really good to be a meat shield." Mu Chen laughed.

"It's all a trick that this grandson has figured out, let me tell you, you must not do this next time, will the fat man have no human rights?"

This offensive method was invented by Richard when the three of them were engaged in combat training tasks, the fat man ate damage in front, and the remaining two played out.

Originally, it was just a joke, but who knew that it would really work after trying it once, so I used this tactic as a magic weapon to press the bottom of the box every time I tried it in close combat.

"Fatty, you shine, you know?" Richard said happily.

"Yes, fat man, this tactic is invincible with you!" Mu Chen also said with a smile.

"Lao Tzu wants to believe you, two big fools, just want to deceive me as a meat shield." Hou Ying is not stupid, he naturally knows what the two bad friends think, but there is no way, who made himself so fat?

Although there are fat men rushing ahead, there are too many enemies, wave after wave, and they can't finish killing. In a few moments, all three of them were scarred.

"I'm playing with the ball, Lao Tzu's leg is broken." Richard wailed and fell to the ground.

The fat man was also covered in scars, and he staggered and couldn't stand steadily.

Mu Chen was even more miserable, with a broken arm, and another knife in the chest, and he was about to die.

"Who still has the Glory Bullet?" Mu Chen asked out loud.

"Hey, mine is still there." The fat man patted his waist, squeezed his eyebrows and said.

"Wit, fatty." Richard, who was helped up, also smiled.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, supported each other and walked towards the enemy, and with a loud "boom", the grenade in his arms was detonated.

"Ding, congratulations on completing this shooting mission well," after exiting from the virtual battlefield, the three of them received a message from the system.

"In this mission, your three-person team killed a total of 1,029 enemy soldiers, including 812 killed by Mu Chen, 105 killed by Waiting Eagle, and 112 killed by Richard, and received an evaluation of A."

"Ahh No way, how could I be less than you? Hawk shouted angrily at Richard.

"Hahaha, don't be envious, basic operation." Richard laughed triumphantly, and the little tongue in his mouth stuck out.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, Lao Tzu has worked hard for a long time, and he has actually killed less than you who hid and fired artillery?"

"That's no way, who made me have a good character."

That's right, during the battle, Mu Chen lay on the trench and saw it clearly, several grenades fell in the pile, the power can be imagined, to really say that Richard's luck is good.

"Okay, you two waste firewood, don't peck at each other, and throw yourself to death." Mu Chen couldn't stand these two living treasures, and he could argue for a long time for a single-digit difference.

"It's not enough to get an A-grade evaluation, you two stinky fart?"

"I don't care, please eat!" Hou Ying said angrily, the A-level evaluation is naturally very happy, but when he thought that the golden retriever of that bastard day was actually better than his own data, he was angry.

"Please, please, call Xiao Yueyue in the evening and let's eat barbecue together." With a wave of his hand, Richard set the night's game.