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The first rays of the morning sun cast down, waking up the entire Hellfire Fortress.

Today is the day of the decisive battle.

It was the moment of the decisive battle between Chen Xing's team and Zhou Xian's team.

These two squads are not only competing for the title and reward of "Hellfire Vanguard", but also to completely erase each other with victory.

Zhou Xian was once defeated by Chen Xing.

So he hated Chen Xing and was afraid of Chen Xing.

This time, with nine other squadron leaders of the same level as him as teammates, he was full of confidence.

This is his revenge battle, and he wants to defeat Chen Xing in the game!

He wants everyone to see that the great hero they revere is nothing more than a big piece of garbage.

And Chen Xing was even more angry with Zhou Xian's team.

Zhou Xian is Zhou Ming's own nephew, and the evil things Zhou Ming did are unforgivable.

Especially yesterday, Zhou Xian's team brutally treated the skull team where Dota was located, which made Chen Xing unable to forgive them!

In this decisive battle, Chen Xing does not intend to have any reservations!

He's going to beat Zhou Xian's team up!

Most of the soldiers of the Hellfire Legion support Chen Xing's team.

Before the game officially began, these soldiers spontaneously came to the Hellfire Square to cheer for Chen Xing's team together.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

The officers in the main stand took their positions.

Legion Commander Mo Beiqing took the stage with his intelligent AI.

Mo Beiqing said with a serious face:

"Soldiers, today is the decisive day of the Hellfire Vanguard."

"Let's start with a round of applause for the two teams that have already reached the finals."

"First of all, the Styx WR358 team, please ask Captain Zhou Xian to come to the stage-"

Hearing Mo Beiqing's roll call, Zhou Xian walked up to the stands proudly.

"Good!"

"Styx will win!"

"We are the Hellfire Pioneers!"

"Rubbish, fuck off!"

The members of Zhou Xian's team shouted loudly.

The entire Styx formation was unanswered.

Hellfire Square erupted in angry boos.

The few members of Zhou Xian's team, who had applauded themselves, also felt a huge pressure, so they could only smile and close their mouths.

Legion Commander Mo Beiqing paused slightly and continued:

"The other team that has entered the finals is the Ghost Hand GF149 team, please Captain Chen Xing to come to the stage-"

Chen Xing walked up to the stands with a calm face.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

Thunderous applause rang out in the Hellfire Square.

"Chen Xing's team, come on!"

"Brother Xing, do it for us, turn over the River Styx!"

"Brother Xing! We are with you! ”

Even the officers in the main stand were cheering for Chen Xing loudly.

Li Muchen shouted: "Chen Xing, you must win!" ”

Ye Lingwei shouted: "Chen Xing, don't let me and Mu Chen down!" ”

With the help of two beautiful women, the scene suddenly became more lively.

Compared with the boos received by Zhou Xian's team, this treatment is simply one in the sky and the other in the mud.

Zhou Xian was so jealous in his heart that he couldn't help but glance at Chen Xing with vicious eyes.

Chen Xing didn't pay attention to Zhou Xian at all, and his face was still unshocked.

His anger will be used on the battlefield.

The corps commander Mo Beiqing pressed his hand, and it was not easy to suppress the surging shouts of the soldiers.

Mo Beiqing continued:

"Like I said before, the team that wins in the end, each member of the team can get 1,000 merits, and the captain can get 10,000 merits."

"I hope both teams can play their best tactical level and try to win this meritorious award."

"In addition, because it is the final round, the competition time has been extended to one hour, and the scope of the competition venue has been expanded."

"Zhou Xian's team and Chen Xing's team can conduct tactical maneuvers within a radius of ten kilometers around the Styx outpost."

"If you go beyond that, the intelligent AI will warn."

"If you give two warnings in a row, you will be judged a violation and disqualified from the competition."

"Hopefully both squads will keep that in mind."

Mo Beiqing looked at Zhou Xian and then at Chen Xing.

"Two squad leaders, do you have anything else to say?"

Zhou Xian pretended to smile, "Legion Commander, we promise that we will definitely show our best tactical level to win glory for our Styx formation, and also for the Legion Commander!" ”

Mo Beiqing snorted, turned his head to Chen Xing and asked, "Chen Xing, do you have anything to say?" ”

Chen Xing said lightly: "I don't have anything to say. ”

A smug expression suddenly appeared on Zhou Xian's face.

He felt that he had said a lot of beautiful things on stage, but Chen Xing didn't say a word, and it was obvious that he was better.

Mo Beiqing nodded at Chen Xing with an appreciative gaze, "Very good." ”

Zhou Xian suddenly frowned.

Mo Beiqing said loudly: "A real soldier should be like Chen Xing!" Talk less! If there is a problem, use combat to solve it! And not rhetoric, what to say for whom to win glory! ”

Zhou Xian's face was hot, as if he had received a resounding slap from the commander of the legion!

"Haha, the Legion Commander's eccentric eye!"

"I can see it too, but I like it!"

"Me too! Captain of the Legion of Love! ”

"Even the legion commander is facing our Brother Xing, our Brother Xing has won!"

The Hellfire soldiers below began to talk one after another.

In the main stand, Zhou Ming frowned and looked vicious.

The two fat investigators beside him were also a little on pins and needles.

Mo Beiqing glanced around majestically, "Now I announce, the Hellfire Vanguard Finals have officially begun!" ”

"Please dress up quickly on both sides, and the rotor transport will drop the two teams at the same time at two equal coordinate points, one south and one north!"

"Yes!"

Chen Xing saluted Mo Beiqing, turned around and walked down the main stand.

Zhou Xianleng paused, hurriedly saluted, and quickly went to his team.

Two rotary-wing transport planes soon flew.

The intelligent AI also transmits the image from the transport plane back to the holographic screen in real time.

On the transport plane of Zhou Xian's team, the team members put on the (5) exoskeleton suits, and then each drank a bottle of warrior-grade genetic medicine.

"A bottle of warrior-grade genetic potion is worth 50 points of merit, which is equivalent to half the rank of corporal."

One of the team members glanced at his lips distressedly, "I really don't understand, but it's just against a garbage team, is it so wasteful?" ”

Another member of the team said with a smile: "Whatever, anyway, it's provided for free by our captain, don't drink it for nothing!" Do you say, Brother Xian? ”

Zhou Xian drank the warrior-grade genetic elixir in his hand in one gulp, and said with a gloomy face: "The other members of Chen Xing's team are not to be afraid, but you must not underestimate Chen Xing. ”

"Don't worry, Brother Xian! Chen Xing's squad is just one more drone and two medium guns than other squads, and we already have a plan to deal with it! ”

"Good!"

Zhou Xian said viciously: "Remember, this time, Chen Xing's team must die without a place to be buried!" ”

As he spoke, Zhou Xian smashed the empty bottle in his hand fiercely, and the glass slag splashed everywhere!

In another rotorcraft transport plane.

Chen Xing's team was silent.

It wasn't until the transport plane slowed down and began to prepare for the launch that Chen Xing said lightly to his team members:

"Do it for me, turn them over."

"Yes!" (To be continued.) )