Death favors herald, and the semaphograms are looking through the holograms transmitted by the planetary monitor.

In almost all zombie gathering places, there were zombie gatherings, and looking at the scene of the leading zombies, holding a glowing stone, causing all the zombies to roar wildly, the signal light couldn't help frowning.

"How so? What is it that makes these zombies like this? ”

The signal light held his chin up, full of doubt.

Since the cataclysm a hundred and fifty years ago, the star has become a death star, especially the poison clouds floating above the planet, making it unsuitable for life. It is only in recent years, because the poison cloud has dissipated a lot, that the Giant Scythe Legion will regularly send recruits here for training, but only for a short time, so that the recruits will not be in danger...... For so many years, the Recruit Trial had never happened like this one, they had never died so many recruits, and they had never found that those zombies had actually grown wisdom, and all that happened on the Rising Star was so strange that people couldn't wait to ignore it.

Of course, this matter has been reported, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the matter is related to the stone, and it is said that the commander of the legion has ordered the elite of the legion to be dispatched to prepare to land on the star of the god and check the details.

Semaphore looked at it for a moment, then turned his head and asked, "How many of us died?" ”

Yecao had been standing quietly behind the signal light, motionless, like a piece of wood, when he heard the signal light's question, he opened his mouth and replied, "Report sir, we have two hundred and thirty-seven dead." ”

"Two hundred and thirty-seven? So much? ”

Semaphore frowned, feeling very dissatisfied with the answer.

Yecao hurriedly explained: "Sir, according to the numbers displayed today, a total of three thousand one hundred and twenty-three people died in the four camps of the Reaper Training Camp, and each camp was divided into two teams, high-level and low-level, according to the Void Energy Sense, and our team died two hundred and thirty-seven people, which was the least dead among the four low-level teams, and even two fewer than the number of people killed by the high-level team in the first battalion. ”

The signal light raised his eyebrows: "We have two less than the first battalion of high-ranking teams?" To put it this way...... We're not bad, right? ”

Yecao replied with a straight face: "Yes, sir! ”

"Fart!"

The signal light snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Waste is still waste after all, it can only be said that there is more waste in the first battalion!" ”

Yecao opened his mouth to say something, but in the blink of an eye, he saw the hideous and fatal scar on the back of the signal light, and he finally chose to close his mouth again.

The traffic light looked at it for a while, and then suddenly asked again, "How is the lone stabbing over there?" How many died? ”

Yecao seemed to memorize all the data, and replied without thinking about it: "They died one hundred and twenty, which is in second place, only one more than the senior team of the third battalion." ”

"One less...... It seems that the lone assassin still can't kill the ghouls of the third battalion! ”

The signal light pursed his lips, and turned on the data of the high-ranking team of the third battalion to look at it.

As soon as the data of the third-battalion high-level team was opened, Yecao was surprised: "Hey, why has it changed again?" The high-ranking team of the Commander of the Lone Assassin actually ranked first...... Tsk, I didn't expect that two more high-level teams of the third battalion died, and they died at the same time. ”

The signal light "hummed" twice without speaking, and continued to check the time and place of the two deaths, so as to call up the holograms of that time and place.

Seeing that the two people in the third battalion were torn apart by the zombies without any resistance, the signal light turned the image forward again, until he saw Guo Xiaoshi's figure appear in the image, he said as if he had discovered some earth-shattering news: "Huh? How is this kid? ”

Soon, the signal light continued to adjust the image forward, and when he watched the entire section of how the two people in the third battalion grabbed the sea heart stone with Guo Xiaoshi, how they fought with each other, how they were seriously injured by Guo Xiaoshi, and finally Guo Xiaoshi left safely, the signal light laughed ha: "Not bad, not bad, this kid did a really good job!" ”

The night grass in the back has been watching silently, and after reading it, it is even more silent, Guo Xiaoshi's approach seems to have stepped on the line, and there is a risk of violating the military order.

The signal light didn't worry about anything at all, and he watched the image again excitedly, and his mouth seemed to be talking to himself and saying to Yecao: "It's not in vain that I usually take care of this kid like this, look at his position to dodge the shot, look at his last few military physical skills, it seems that this kid has fully comprehended the essence of this......"

After a few words of praise, the signal light suddenly paused, his brows furrowed slightly, and he muttered: "No, no......" He quickly watched the image of Guo Xiaoshi's last spinning and slashing in mid-air, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but shout: "This kind of power, this kind of speed...... This kid actually ...... He's already a second-level soldier?! ”

"Second-class soldiers?"

Yecao was also surprised, he knew very well that these recruits in the training camp had just become first-level soldiers because of taking genetic drugs, and only one of the high-level teams in the third battalion had become a second-level soldier, but he didn't expect that someone in their second-battalion low-level team could be upgraded in a short period of time, which can be described as a miracle.

In an instant, in the eyes of the night grass, the signal light stood up involuntarily as if he saw a treasure, staring closely at Guo Xiaoshi in the hologram, replaying his last military physical action over and over again, and after watching it I don't know how many times, he finally sat down again, and said with a happy smile: "That's right, it's a second-level soldier, it's definitely right!" I can't imagine that among these waste heaps, there is really a less wasteful one. ”

Yecao rolled her eyes when she heard this, she was already a second-level soldier, how could it be a waste?

According to the standards within the Scythe Legion, as long as you reach the third level of soldiers, you have the opportunity to break away from the status of a servant and become a regular soldier of the legion.

Don't look at the servants and regular soldiers are soldiers, but the treatment between the two is simply different, you must know the word "servant" of the servants, but the meaning of slaves, many times they are used as cannon fodder, which shows the status of the servants in the legion.

If you want a good treatment, you must have the corresponding strength, the third-level soldier is a hard standard, but as long as you reach the second-level soldier, there is hope for reaching the standard, and no matter how bad it is, you can also use some high-grade and expensive genetic drugs to upgrade yourself.

After being silent for a while, Yecao gradually pressed down the surprise in her heart, and tentatively asked the signal light: "Sir, the death of these two people in the third battalion is inseparable from this kid, will there be trouble?" ”

"Trouble? What's the trouble? The signal light let out a sneer: "The two wastes of the third battalion started first, and chased and killed all the way, unyielding, we should settle this account with them, and they dare to trouble us?" ”

In the interval between speaking, the signal light squinted at the night grass, and said, "What's more, which eye did you see that kid kill the people of the third battalion?" Obviously, the two of them were injured by one of us, and they couldn't escape, and finally died in the hands of those zombies, what does this matter to us? The waste of their three battalions is their problem, and it can't be counted on our heads! ”

Yecao heard the word "we" used in the signal light, and it seemed that she was determined to protect the calf, and after thinking about it, she turned to ask: "Sir, what if the people of the third battalion insist on complaining?" ”

"Is he embarrassed?" Signal Light laughed even more proudly: "Two people from the high-level team still lose so ugly against a person from the low-level team, is the ghoul embarrassed to sue?" Even if I sue him, it will be humiliating myself, and I will wait to see his jokes in the future! ”

As soon as he said this, Yecao was also relieved, and looked at the kid in the image whose body had not yet fully grown, and couldn't help but be surprised again.

The mood of the signal light seemed to have become very good, and he got up from his chair, and walked out slowly, and said, "You are staring here, I want to go to the headquarters to have a look, I heard that the man in the iron and sickle will come today, and I want to meet an old acquaintance." ”

Hearing the words "iron-blooded sickle", Yecao couldn't help but be slightly shocked, and then turned her gaze and looked at the signal light. In an instant, a lot of legends about the Iron Scythe that he had heard before flashed in his mind: The Iron Scythe Scythe, the only special mission force in the Giant Scythe Legion, the number is unknown, only that all the members are the elites drawn from the various teams in the Legion, and the tasks they perform are all the most difficult and dangerous S-class missions, so the legend in the army that most of the prestige of the Giant Scythe is tied to the Iron Scythe.

Nightgrass also heard that this commander called Semaphore had been a member of that special team in the past, but it was not confirmed...... Now, I am afraid that this is true.