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Fang Cheng nodded at Lin Tianyu, then looked into the distance and looked to the left.

It's been five minutes since the assembly signal was issued, and even the farthest team should be almost there.

Lin Tianyu's brows moved, and he stopped talking.

He wanted to win over Fang Cheng and fight against the old school, but ...... The Jedi warrior Fang Cheng in front of him didn't seem to be interested in this.

This kind of thing, for Fang Cheng, an outsider, is just a conflict of interests and a difference in concepts.

Since it has not reached the point of fighting for life and death, and the hatred is deep, it has nothing to do with Fang Cheng.

Moreover, the war on Nebreda Island is not over yet, and Fang Cheng has the heart to pay attention to what factional disputes.

At present, the great enemy is still fighting.

Infighting and internal strife have almost become an inferior attribute of human beings, and they cannot extricate themselves.

The only consolation is that the infighting and infighting are also measured.

At least on the island of Nebreda, no one will turn their backs on their teammates and be irresponsible.

The white Clarley stood up from the ground, his voice was a little surprised, and he looked at the captain Wang Youwei: "It's been six minutes, how many squads are there on Hacksaw Mountain today?"

Chen Hu and Bai Ganghan glanced at each other, and there was a feeling of something bad in their hearts.

The black Dimon said in a deep voice: "Eight squads, according to the Hacksaw Mountain patrol arrangement, each of our squads is one kilometer to two kilometers away. ”

Captain Wang Youwei glanced at Damon, groaned for a moment, and frowned:

"Although we are in the middle of the Hacksaw Peak, there are still eight patrols on the left side to prevent the Bula enemy from attacking like a siege. ”

Captain Wang Youwei said: "The patrol on the right is the third squad and the fourth squadron...... The Bula enemy hadn't shown up for a few days, and they didn't come much. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Youwei's face changed greatly.

The white man said in a trembling voice:

"No, Boss......"

When he said the last word, Ganghan's voice couldn't help but cry.

Ganghan's heart trembled, and an unbelievable, terrifying and terrifying thought was born.

The white man Clarey's face changed dramatically, his eyes widened, and he shouted:

"Article 4 of the battlefield regulations is that lazy rest is not allowed, and the schedule must be strictly followed, your Hacksaw Mountain patrol team is crazy!?"

The black man Damon sneered: "No, it's been a week, and I haven't seen a single enemy on this side of Hacksaw Mountain." ”

The people behind Clarley ignored Damon's words, their eyes shook, and one by one they rose from the ground, took up their weapons, and stood on guard.

Even Lin Tianyu, who was nervous, felt the strangeness of the atmosphere.

Lin Tianyu's face was a little distorted, and he asked in disbelief:

"We came from the Iron Guard Valley just now, and we didn't see the two squads you mentioned...... Whether it's a lazy rest or an accident, how can you be sure?"

Captain Wang Youwei swallowed his saliva, his face was heavy, and his voice was extremely low: "Something happens?

The white Clarey stepped forward, suddenly pulled up Wang Youwei's dark green military collar, and roared: "The Bula enemy is wise, what are you thinking about, after the Blah enemy kills the human race, even if he can't eat it, he may be dragged into the jungle!"

Chen Hu hurriedly pressed Clarley's exposed arm: "Calm down, hey buddy, don't be so excited." ”

The white man Clarey shook off Chen Hu's arm, pushed Wang Youwei again, and roared angrily: "Are you stupid to live a comfortable life? Blad enemies are not beasts, they have wisdom and strategy, they are not animals to be slaughtered,!"

"Boom, bang. ”

There was a soft sound, and everyone's hearts were cold, and they looked at the source of the sound.

I saw more than a dozen people galloping from the right, wearing dark green military uniforms, led by Fang Cheng's leader - Da Fei.

Da Fei's left arm was bandaged with a white bandage, and blood stains were faintly visible, panting heavily, standing in front of everyone: "Just now, there was a Bura enemy team in the jungle that was constantly harassing, and I joined forces with the fourth team to kill it. ”

"When we saw the assembly signal, we rushed over as fast as we could. ”

The captain of the fourth squad on the side walked out, his brows furrowed, and looked at Clarey and the others: "This is?"

Seeing these two teams, everyone gasped and felt relieved.

A feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe emerged from the bottom of my heart.

If you're coming from the right with a bunch of Bula enemies, it's terrifying.

Wang Youwei hurriedly stepped forward and explained.

The crowd looked at each other a few times.

More than 60 people gathered together, and as soon as they were confident, the panic of Fang Cai disappeared.

"Shhh ”

Fang Cheng glanced at the left, the scenery was still the same, the white clouds on the horizon stopped, he took a deep breath, and said word by word:

"It's been nine minutes! No matter how slow it is, it can't be that not a single team has arrived. ”

The white Clarey stared, looked at his comrades-in-arms around him, and roared angrily: "All on alert, disperse the formation!"

"Ahh

A terrible roar came from the left.

Everyone's heads buzzed, and their eyes looked into the distance.

A staggered figure appeared on the horizon to the left, bloodstained...... It seems to be missing an arm, and its body is crooked.

"I'll investigate!"

A professional-level mid-rank martial artist beside the white man Clarley roared, and his figure flashed and rushed towards the figure.

The stumbling figure let out a roar of rage and leaped onto a mountain bag more than four meters high.

Although it is more than 300 meters away, among the people, the worst strength is all professional-level high-level ...... Accurate vision.

Da Fei stared at the figure.

That's his fellow countryman.

Wang Gang, a registered war martial artist at the beginning of the professional level.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Wang Gang roared: "Run! Ask for help! You ......."

He had given up struggling.

He has thrown away hope.

He was tired, he couldn't run, and he wanted to rest.

The mood is flat, but mixed with a touch of regret.

His eyelids drooped, and Wang Gang roared almost with his eyes closed...... His heart was filled with peace and joy.

If you send the alarm out, even if you die, it's worth it.

However...... Wang Gang's roar was only half shouted.

A large wave of green suddenly appeared on the horizon.

Countless Bula enemies chirped forward.

More than a dozen brads jumped up from behind and pounced on the figure.

A Commander-level Bula enemy leaps high and opens its mouth.

It bit off Wang Gang's head.

More than a dozen brad enemies screamed, and instantly split the fiery figure into five horses.

Immediately, a wave of brahs-enemies poured into everyone!

Da Fei bit his lip, dirty to the point that his blackened lips were bitten out of red blood.

Wang Gang's life, like a meteor, has just appeared in everyone's field of vision...... He died tragically, without even the slightest struggle.

He's a professional-level martial artist, so why doesn't he have any spare energy.

Da Fei only felt a little sad.

The sadness of the rabbit and the fox is spontaneous.

Why!?

With a snort, big tears spilled on the Hacksaw Mountain.

The white man Clarey was stunned, and exclaimed in horror: "A regiment? This is a regiment of the Bura enemy!"

A chill rose in everyone's hearts.

Although it is a warm spring, I feel a taste called coldness.

The black Damon's throat moved:

"Lord......"

Captain Wang Youwei's eyes widened, and he shouted in a wailing voice: "Today's camp is a blank period, and there are no backup warriors!"

The white man's legs were so weak that he almost didn't kneel.

Clarley roared:

"Eight squads, fifty or sixty people! All of them are dead! There are so many warriors missing, how can you fight!?"

Even as a professional-level high-level martial artist, Clarley couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.

Even the elite warriors of the Iron Guard Valley need at least eight squads to deal with a single Bla enemy group.

And now...... Clarey glanced at Da Fei and the other fourteen people, and then at Fang Cheng's five people, and roared in his heart:

"There are only a dozen people left in the Hacksaw Mountain Patrol, which is barely equivalent to a half-Iron Guard Valley Martial Arts Division. ”

In the midst of the lightning, the white Clare gritted his teeth and shouted: "Maintain formation, advance and kill the enemy!"

Everyone's thoughts flipped and emotions rolled.

The warriors who can come here have almost no cowardice.

Here, faith is stronger than feelings.

Here, blood trumps death.

In an instant, everyone's muscles and bones burst out with unparalleled strength, hoarse throats, and roared in unison:

"Fight to the death!"

In the middle and rear of the team, three or four warriors trembled, slowly retreated backwards, and then ran wildly and fled.

Even the registered warriors of Nebreda are still mixed.

Clarey didn't bother to scold and scold, his eyes fixed on the wave of the Brah.

At a distance of more than 100 meters, Clarey picked up a huge and thick Western-style sword and roared:

"Forward!"