In the evening, at 5:43 a.m., the blood-colored sunset between the three steel cities and the golden years faded, and the Woking Basin ended its twilight early and fell into darkness.

Dark, fear-mongering, and most sensitive to the outcasts living at the bottom of the basin, the battle between B3X and B2X has not yet begun, and these rat-like homeless people hide themselves in the deepest part of the den, quietly hibernating, waiting for the bloody drama to start and curtain call, and praying that bad luck will not befall them.

If you use an infrared imager to look down from a high altitude, in the dark, the two huge groups cannot directly see each other, but under the traction of some inexplicable force, they are close to each other, so close that they are only 100 meters away, and the figures are blurred and discernible.

Suddenly, the sky swung with shiny lines, swirling and twisting together, falling alternately between the heads of the two groups, it was the glow stick, the battle had not yet begun, the two sides had already begun to fight for the field of vision, and they threw glow sticks at the opponent's camp, these rays would become the guide of the sword and gun.

And then, just hear, boom! There was a loud bang, the basin was shaken, the garbage mountain trembled, and an inexplicable object rolled down from the mountain, and then, with an exclamation from the bottom of the mountain, the garbage mountain collapsed......

This huge turn of events kicked off the bloody battle.

There was no shouting, the two huge groups collided in the darkness like a tide, only the sound of steel knives clashing, and then, there was a muffled snort, the moment of artillery fire flickering, garbage exploded, stumps flying, blood overflowed, violence was vented in a silent way, and the whole battlefield was oppressive.

Zhao Fufeng's face was bruised, the acid was tumbling in his stomach, he didn't look over, his throat moved, and the nausea was suppressed, while Hu Han on the side had already bent over and lay on the ground, spitting and vomiting, and the air was full of sour smell.

How could they, the good children of the city, ever seen such a violent and bloody scene?

At this time, it was obviously the Huo Clan disciples who were about to enter the battlefield that were even more nervous, and their expressions could not be seen through the helmet, but it could be seen from the stiff posture that they were not relaxed in their hearts.

Cen Mu suddenly had a feeling of destroying the little cabbage, and in a trance, these immature little cabbages were poured a scoop of fertilizer, and the excellent ones would stand out, and the shoddy ones would be eliminated.

Cen Mu said in a deep voice: "Are you afraid?!" A soldier who has not been on the battlefield can never be considered a real soldier! Maybe in terms of experience, you are far inferior to the soldiers of the Corps, but I hope you do not lose to them in courage! ”

In less than three minutes of this thousand-man battle, hundreds of soldiers from both sides fell in a pool of blood, and in the center of the battlefield there was a pool of blood that could cover the surface of the feet, and it was red.

The perception field gives accurate statistics on the number of deaths, the accurate number is 374 people, 141 on our side, 221 on the enemy side, among which dozens of innocent civilians died in the melee, and the numerical advantage of more than 80 people is not an advantage.

These people are just cannon fodder, the real elite soldiers are still in the rear, just like the gang of Huo's disciples under Cen Mu's hands, cannon fodder is only used to consume the opponent's energy, disrupt the battlefield, and create chaos, they can't control the battle situation, so the decisive victory in this war is the decisive battle after this gang of cannon fodder is finished.

The wilderness warriors were wounded and died, and the battlefield immediately vacated a lot of places, some wilderness warriors hid behind the garbage, pouring fire on the opposite side, rows of bullets were fired, grenades were thrown over, and the rumbling sound was endless......

At this point, the number of battlefield casualties began to plummet, because those rookies and bad luck were all dead, and the rest were all veterans who had been trained in the wilderness battlefield and knew how to protect themselves on the battlefield.

As a result, the battle entered a stalemate.

At this time, waves of black-clothed people poured out from the opposite side, equipped with a full set of combat uniforms, and each of them acted agilely, like wolves and tigers, quickly and orderly over the obstacles, and rushed up like a tide.

The bullets flying across the battlefield were ignored by them, hit the multifunctional field suits, and were bounced away, and the decadence of ordinary guns was undoubtedly exposed under their equipment.

Looking at the battle formation of these people charging, seeing their teeth and claws, and seeing their momentum moving forward, Cen Mu suddenly felt that it was a huge mistake for him to push this group of rookies who felt uncomfortable when they saw killing people onto the battlefield!

Or underestimate the strength of the opponent!

Spit into his mouth and command, "Rush me!" was swallowed by Cen Musheng.

The mistake has been made, and there is no turning back, so we can only find a way to break this crisis.

Cen Mu frowned, took out his big knife 'Xingtian', walked to the team, and said in a loud voice: "Today is your first battle, after thinking about it, as your senior brother, I still decided to advance and retreat with you!" From today onwards, you will be named the 'Celestial Corps', and you will be the first members of the Corps. ”

Cen Mu raised his long knife in his hand, pointed forward, and shouted: "Now everyone obeys the order, kill this group of ruthless executioners, and rush with me!" ”

A roar instantly raised the momentum, and the crowd was like a cloud, and as Cen Mu started his steps, these ninety-nine rookies swarmed up, with no formation or tactics, only indomitable courage and unstoppable momentum.

Cen Mu's ability comes from the Nathan mercenary group around Luosong City, he originally wanted to use the "Nathan Corps" to commemorate the past and the deceased, think about it, and feel that this name is too sensitive, then use Xingtian! Xingtian is Nathan's weapon, the blade of judgment of Nathan's mercenary group, after many twists and turns, it has been passed into his hands, and it must not be humiliated.

Thinking of this, a raging flame rose in Cen Mu's heart, he hated his chest for a long time, and he was depressed, Xingtian held it in his right hand, as if there was an indescribable thing transmitted from the handle of the knife to his body, and the flame was like being poured with a splash of fire oil, and it rose instantly, turning into a fierce tiger in his chest, as if he was about to throw himself out of the body......

Unconsciously, Cen Mu let out a long roar, facing a menacing big man, raised his hand, pressed the knife, smooth and natural, Xingtian let out a pleasant hiss.

The power of 80,000 kilograms was concentrated on the blade, without the slightest leakage, and unconsciously, Cen Mu started to erupt, and the word slash was in his inexplicable state of mind of anger and sorrow, and he played a full role and slashed out his strongest sword.

Enjoyable!

Then, I saw that the person in front of me was split in half by the knife, and his face was stunned and frozen at the moment when the knife broke and died.

At this time, there was a brief pause on the battlefield, and Cen Mu suddenly became the focus of attention, not only because this knife was incomparable, but also because the person who was killed was the leader of the attacking team.

After a second of fighting, the leader was slaughtered, what a blow to people's morale, and suddenly, the momentum of the menacing team on the opposite side stagnated, and the arrogance was extinguished in an instant.

This wave of rookies who went to the battlefield for the first time played beyond the usual level.

"Xingtian!" Cen Mu raised his knife and roared.

At this moment, all the Huo disciples' blood was boiling, and they raised their weapons one after another, roaring in response.

At this moment, a roar exploded the earth, as if it was about to engulf everything, and a narrow bullet was sent out from a corner, drawing a faint trajectory in the night sky, and it was coming in an instant.

In the perception field, the people have not yet reacted, and they have not even made a stunned expression.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Cen Mu dragged the knife to block, only to hear a crisp sound of "bell", and the bullet was blocked by the side of the knife body, but despite this, Xingtian was hit by this bullet tilt, and the knife body revealed an obvious pit.

The battlefield once again fell into a brief pause, and then a deafening shout broke out, and the Huo disciples were so excited for the heroism of their senior brother that they were all hysterical.

In the shouting, Cen Mu stared at the initiator of this shot, he raised his knife and rushed up in a straight line, blocking those along the way, one knife and one life, unequivocally.

I saw that behind the cover in the distance, a dark figure quickly put away the sniper rifle, picked up the gun magazine, and fled.

Under the chase and escape, the battlefield was chaotic, and the disciples of the Huo family saw that their senior brother was in danger, so they burst into an attack on the whole line, and under the rise, a group of people rushed the battlefield to pieces.

A high-end team battle has become a separate battle, with each person defending and attacking with their own abilities and reflexes.

The new Ding of the Xingtian Corps all have excellent physical fitness, compared to their opponents, what they lack is experience and experience, and if they want to play teamwork, they are afraid that they will be completely destroyed by their opponents.

In this scenario, their commander took the lead, killed the leader of the other party, and under the sniping of the flying immortals outside the sky, he was unscathed, and his courage and confidence exceeded the MAX value in an instant, which was the rhythm of God blocking and killing God, and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha.

Gradually, the Xingtian Corps took the initiative on the battlefield, after all, it was the apprentice taught by Master Huo, after a short period of adaptation, these novices gradually found their own position on the battlefield, and the damage they suffered was nothing with the support of sophisticated equipment.

At the same time, the opponent's elite team had already lost no less than thirty elite soldiers, of course, most of them died under Cen Mu's knife, and the remaining wounded were the credit of the Xingtian Corps, and the soldiers who were attacked by them were injured but not killed, only a part of the combat effectiveness was lost.

From a macro point of view, if the opponent does not come up with new tricks to reverse the current decline, I am afraid that the outcome of this war will be decided, and the Xingtian Corps, which occupies the initiative, will continue to expand the results of the battle and turn the advantage into victory, and after the victory is accumulated, it will inevitably be a large-scale death of the elite soldiers on the opposite side.

At this moment, there was a sound of horns from the opposite side of the battlefield, retreating, the elite soldiers ran the fastest with their ability, and the wilderness veterans would not be stupid enough to be willing to be heroes after the break, they scattered in a hurry, and escaped in the way they were best at......

At the same time, the rear mourning anecdotes sounded the drums of the pursuit and beat the water dogs, which was a good opportunity to expand the results of the battle and should not be missed.

Not long after, Cen Mu returned to the battlefield with a gun magazine, there is no doubt that this is a sniper's weapon, and now it is in Cen Mu's hands, there is only one reason, he is dead.

Cen Mu raised the gun magazine, and the Xingtian Legion let out a burst of shouts, shaking the entire battlefield in the area!

In the crowd, the roommates of 301 couldn't help but roar, and their hearts were full of pride, yes! This game they also want to participate in!

Win! The first battle of the Xingtian Legion was a victory!!