As the leader of the sharp stream, Han Qingyu has never cared about these soldiers under him over the years, at least he has not said such words.

Probably those bastards don't need him to say it.

At this moment, his back and the ditch that fell on the ice, silently, had already finished everything.

Major Qing finally prevented Xiliu Fengrui's people except Wu Xian, Shen Yixiu, and He Tangtang from participating in the battle, without any cover-up and without a word of explanation.

What he did and what he said, the blue soldiers in front of him saw or heard.

The footsteps of 10,000 people continued to move forward, and not a single one of them questioned or complained about it, and many even felt much more relaxed because of it.

What Stream Sharp has done and experienced before, they all know...... Therefore, they thought for a time that they had made the worst scenario and could imagine the current situation of this force on the basis of experience.

But just now, when they finally met, they passed by the 3,000 living people, and saw those standing figures, those who were seriously wounded, and even the remains......

As an elite soldier's intuition, they quickly sensed that the unit in front of them, under the superficial ease and toughness, had actually reached the point where it was almost shattered at the slightest touch.

This group of bandits is just still reckless.

Through their previous performances, they have proven that they may be the toughest and most iron-blooded legion in human history.

However, the current stream is so sharp that it can no longer withstand any battle......

Unwilling,

Not really.

Nominally, they still have 3,000 people alive, but in reality, perhaps less than half of them can complete a battle charge.

As for those wounded, especially the seriously wounded, including the super combat power Theodoro and the three sub-commanders, many top combat forces...... If, in the next 12 hours, they do not receive timely and effective treatment, without any fighting, they will die.

Within 12 hours, at least 300 to 400 people will die on their own. If the time lasts for 24 hours, this number will be close to or even more than a thousand.

In the current situation on the battlefield, they no longer seem to have any hope, whether it is seen by others or by themselves.

However, Major Qing did not admit this reason, and he did not believe it.

He said he would come back and take them home with him.

"What should I do?" a gust of wind and snow swept by, and the team in front of it finally lost its trace, and in front of the ice ditch, I don't know who it was, asked blankly.

Who should answer? The Storm Commander looked around, turned his head to look at Theodoro, exchanged glances, turned back, and suddenly laughed and said:

"What should I do if I stay in this Qingzi?"

That's right, the soldiers were stunned for a moment in a trance, and then they all realized that things were so simple - because that person was Han Qingyu, since he said that, they stayed here, rested well, and waited for him.

............

"How's it going?" Wen Jifei lay on his stomach and turned his head to ask Captain Mira, who was lying in another ice ditch.

"It's close to the limit, but the angle is good, so I'm fine. Mira looked up and made a ready gesture, then lowered her head back and buried her face behind the sniper scope.

"That's it, if things don't go right, remember, you have to turn around and run. After Wen Jifei finished speaking, he first looked for Qingzi's back, then raised the muzzle of the gun and looked at the large pointed group in front of the traction field, then the blue light mask area, and the huge traction field hidden in the dazzling light.

They followed, to be precise, Wen Jifei followed with Mira and four fighters.

When the other people with the sharp stream did not dare to disobey Han Qingyu's instructions and cross the ice ditch, the cunning bastard who kept saying that he was going to stew Han Qingyu did not dare, and neither did Miss Mila, the former captain, dare to ...... Wen Jifei dared.

If there are three people in the stream Fengrui, in some cases, they dare and can not listen to Han Qingyu, these three people are Wu Xian, Rusty Sister, and Wen Jifei.

If there is only one, it is Wen Jifei.

Except for giving a little face when necessary, he is not afraid of him at all.

"Your uncle, what can you do to me?!" found Qingzi's back again through the sniper scope, locked, Wen Jifei smiled and muttered to himself, "Don't forget, on the truck that year, you said in person, you will always protect me." Hahaha...... Evil, this is not to disgust Qingzi, to say it to yourself, it's really a little unbearable. ”

Aoko is ready to do it.

Because of the contraction of the big pointed group, the starting point of this attack was much closer to the traction field than just now, and the weapons left by the soldiers just now, the fragments of the big pointed iron armor that were cut down, and the dead big pointed pillar swords, all fell behind the battle formation.

In Wen Jifei and Mira's line of sight, they were moving.

Start with a slight movement, then make a sudden leap forward and glide a short distance...... Gradually, it finally became a state of momentum, vibrating violently and striking the ice with a sonorous bang.

Once again, ten thousand blades are coming?!

No, this version is completely incomparable to the previous ones, whether it is the number of dead iron weapons, the range and distance of their sources, or the battlefield movements they cause, they are all several levels behind.

............

Blood overflowed from the corners of Han Qingyu's mouth, and all the high-end combat forces on both sides of his side who were ready to attack the fortification were seen...... But can only watch in silence.

In the collective silence, the figure of a middle-aged man quietly walked out of the crowd, walked to the forefront of the attacking formation, and stood still.

This position was only behind Han Qingyu and Pegmount in the entire attack array, and even in front of Hua Shuai and He Tangtang.

"He ...... this person," He Tangtang saw and said dissatisfied.

Hua Shuai shook her head at him and stopped him from continuing.

This middle-aged man in his fifties is called Siglo, and when he is placed here, he is just a top-level peak combat power. But at the same time, he is the top three generals directly under the Azure Headquarters, the core figure of the first command system of the Zenith War, the Azure Lost Continent Expedition, and the supreme commander of the Antarctic front.

In fact, Siglo had already caught up with the reinforcements, but he was just catching up and joining, and he only followed the group of warriors silently all the way behind.

Including when Azure and Stream Sharp converged, when he talked to Wen Jifei, Han Qingyu and others, he didn't stand up and say a word, let alone participate in any decision-making and command.

"Let me go with you to the towing field, and let me be a normal warrior again. This was the only thing General Siglo said to the reinforcement generals at the time of joining the reinforcements, including Hua Shuai.

Everyone understood why Siglom was doing this, why he came, and what he wanted to do.

Many people wanted to dissuade him, such as asking Siglo to go back in the name that humanity still needed him in the future.

But in the end, no one opened this mouth. Because this attack is the final self-redemption of General Siglo, as the supreme commander of Antarctica and a blue soldier, whether it is life or death.

"Poof!" Han Qingyu spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Boom!"

"Whoosh...... Nearly a thousand dead-iron weapons flew from behind and on both sides, flew into the air, and fell after crossing the azure battle array, like an arrow formation, whistling straight forward.

"Song!" "Song!" Pegmont rushed out with the Death Iron Arrow Formation, and then Han Qingyu rushed out.

The distance between the human race and the large sharp group of the traction field has once again narrowed to less than one kilometer and less than five hundred meters......

"Boom!"

Finally, the Death Iron Arrow Array crashed head-on into the Great Sharp Group.

It cracked a hole.

A road was broken.

The arrow array rushed forward after entering the group of big spikes, and rows of arrows arced up from the low sky, piercing into an iron armor with large spikes, and then carrying them into the air.

The sky is full of big spikes, rising and falling......

A strange and spectacular scene.

"Huh!" Pegmount's figure, with the light of the blade and a splash of pink, followed the Death Iron Arrow Array into the large spike group, and rushed straight to the traction field.

This is his field.

As for Han Qingyu, it's just a start.