Chapter 603: Thank you for your trust, Legion Leader!

For the three formation captains of Huang Kexing, Feng Hong, and Zhang Zeqing, Chen Xing has great respect in his heart. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

If it was something else, Chen Xing would definitely choose to be humble.

But this thing can't be done.

Absolutely not!

Just like Chen Xing himself said, this is not to grab credit, but to save people.

If people are not rescued, but more Hellfire soldiers are taken, it is very uneconomical.

Breaking into the place where the insect swarm is gathering to save people depends on not just determination, but real strength.

It is necessary to ensure that the surviving soldiers are rescued while maintaining zero casualties, which is the real rescue.

Otherwise, it is to give away people's lives in vain.

Among the four existing formations, the only one has this strength, that is, Chen Xing's vanguard formation.

Huang Kexing, Feng Hong, and Zhang Zeqing are very clear in their hearts.

Although they were questioned by Chen Xing, they were not angry at all.

"Chen Xing, you're right, we three old guys really don't have this ability."

"But we'd love to help."

"The soldiers of the Ghost Hand Formation are brothers to us! Watching our brothers suffer, how can we not be in a hurry! ”

The faces of the three men were pained and almost tearful.

Chen Xing's tone softened slightly, "Three big brothers, I understand your feelings, I will take your anger to deal with those damn bugs." All you have to do is stay in the Hellfire Fortress and protect our base camp. ”

Huang Kexing nodded with difficulty, "It's a very difficult thing to agree with your words, but we also know that what you said is very correct." ”

Feng Hong said, "Chen Xing, we obey your orders. ”

Zhang Zeqing said with satisfaction: "Kill a few more insects for us and avenge the sacrificed brothers!" ”

Chen Xing said with a serious face: "Please rest assured, big brother, as long as it is a worm that I see, don't even think about living!" ”

Legion Commander Mo Beiqing cleared his throat, "Chen Xing, do you have any plans?" You must know that the Four Winds Mausoleum is a hilly valley surrounded by mountains, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. What's more, there are a lot of bugs, and if you don't have a thousand solutions, I, the Legion Commander, won't easily approve your rescue. ”

The encounter of the ghost hand formation was indeed very heartbroken and angry to Mo Beiqing.

But as the commander of the entire Hellfire Legion, he must start from the big picture.

If he is not sure, he cannot let any soldier risk the rescue.

Chen Xing can't be allowed to risk himself.

Chen Xing is the ace star of the entire Hellfire Legion.

It is the star of hope for the entire Northern Frontier Army.

If something happens to Chen Xing, a hundred Hellfire Legions won't be able to get it back.

Chen Xing immediately replied to Mo Beiqing, "Commander, I am completely sure that I can save the surviving ghost hand soldiers. ”

Mo Beiqing casually clicked on the military map of the Four Winds Mausoleum, "Here, here, here, here, all four aspects are insects, how are you going to break through?" I'm afraid that as soon as you and your troops set foot in the Four Winds Mausoleum, they will be overwhelmed by the overwhelming tide of insects. ”

Chen Xing smiled faintly, "I know, so I don't plan to break through, and I don't plan to take the entire vanguard formation to the rescue." ”

Mo Beiqing blinked in surprise, "Your vanguard formation, at best, is less than a thousand people, such a force to fight against the swarm of the four legions, it is already a very disparity, why do you still want to streamline?" ”

"Yes!"

Chen Xingzhengse said: "Since ancient times, soldiers have been expensive but not expensive. Take a whole formation to carry out a rescue mission, the target is too big, and it is easy to lose sight of the end of the head. What's more, many soldiers in our vanguard formation were also injured in these five days of defensive battles, and I can't take the wounded soldiers with me, that would drag down the whole group. ”

"I intend to select five of the strongest soldiers from my squadrons to form a tactical reinforcement squad of fifty men. I will personally lead this tactical reinforcement team to find the surviving Ghost Hand soldiers according to the location of the satellite hotspot signal, and bring them all back to the Hellfire Fortress safely. ”

"Fifty?"

"Chen Xing, are you sure there are only fifty people?"

"No, no, no! It's so risky! ”

"Legion Commander, quickly reject Chen Xing's proposal! He's killing himself! ”

In the command headquarters, the officers shook their heads in disapproval.

Of course, they hoped to save all the survivors of the Ghost Hand Formation, but they also didn't want to see Chen Xing's life in danger.

The commander of the legion, Mo Beiqing, frowned, pursed his chapped lips, and didn't speak for a long time.

Indeed, the strength of fifty people is really only a drop in the bucket of the Wormtide Legion.

But......

For some reason, the corps commander found Chen Xing's plan very convincing.

Either because of the determination and confidence shown in Chen Xing's tone, or because he believed that Chen Xing could create miracles after all.

What's more, he also knew that if fifty elites couldn't handle the rescue mission, then five thousand people might not be able to do it.

The key to this rescue battle is not the number of soldiers, but the commander.

If the commander is an ordinary person, then giving him 50,000 troops may not be able to guarantee the rescue of the surviving ghost hand soldiers.

And the commander is Chen Xing, so even if there are only fifty people, they can create a miracle against the sky.

After thinking for a while, Mo Beiqing nodded slowly, "Chen Xing, I trust you." I hope you don't let me down on that trust. ”

Chen Xing excitedly gave a solemn military salute to Mo Beiqing: "Thank you for your trust, Commander!" ”

It's a very rare thing to have a boss who trusts you.

Every step Chen Xing took in the border army was not unrelated to Mo Beiqing's trust.

A person's success is never one-sided, it is always composed of multiple factors.

But a person's failure comes down to his own lack of ability.

Chen Xing knows this very well.

He must not allow himself to be inadequate.

"Chen Xing, what do you need, just ask." Mo Beiqing said.

Chen Xing immediately said unceremoniously: "Quartermaster! ”

The fat officer with thinning hair in the quartermaster department immediately stood up and said excitedly: "My subordinates are here!" ”

Chen Xing said in a deep voice: "Prepare relief supplies for two hundred people for me!" It should include drinking water, emergency high-calorie compressed rations, war-mad-grade genetic elixirs, and enhanced Type 9 exoskeleton suit-level auxiliary equipment! In addition, I will be provided with medical rescue equipment for 500 people! ”

The quartermaster blinked in dismay, "These...... It's easy to mess with, but Lord Chen Xing, aren't you only bringing fifty soldiers? Why prepare equipment for 200 people and medical equipment for 500 people? ”

Chen Xing explained lightly: "This is for survivors. My elite soldiers, one person can carry ten supplies, and can also fight flexibly, so, don't worry about whether I can take it, what you have to worry about is whether you can prepare it for me in two hours! ”