After it was determined that the wolves had fled, many teachers were lying on their backs, panting for breath and unwilling to move for a long time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Alright, let's all get up, there's a bunch of things to do!"

Xia Kun walked all the way and kicked up all the people lying on the ground. At this time, the wolves retreated, but many teachers from the middle camp were also injured and were waiting for treatment.

When the teachers had recovered their strength, they found that a person was walking slowly from the city.

"Ming Zhenhai, why is this kid here?" Tie Qiyun recognized the person for the first time.

"Hehe, if it weren't for Ming Zhenhai killing the wolf king, we would have hung up this time. ”

Xia Kun explained gently, but in the hearts of all the teachers, it set off a level 12 huge wave.

"This can't be!" exclaimed Tie Qiyun's eyes widened.

At that time, the hundreds of silver wolf guards were seen by everyone, how could Ming Zhenhai be able to kill the wolf king, when they were all paper paste?

Xia Kun raised his knife and cut the waist of a giant wolf under his feet, took out a crystal nucleus from it, and looked at the moonlight seriously. At the same time, he said lightly, "Just because we can't do it doesn't mean he can't do it." ”

All the teachers felt a little suffocated from internal injuries, although they all knew that Ming Zhenhai was far stronger than they were back then, but it was definitely not now. You must know that Ming Zhenhai is just a middle school student who has just stepped through the door of transformation, can he compare with these veterans who have been transformed for more than ten years?

Xia Kun pointed to the place where the wolf king was standing, and everyone looked there at the same time, the silver giant wolf in the distance, which was much larger than the other giant wolves in the moonlight, lay quietly on the ground, and there was a huge wolf head in the distance.

There is no need to go over, everyone knows that it is the wolf king who was beheaded with a knife.

Now all the teachers are over-the-top and don't know what to say.

Tie Qiyun's eyes widened even more, and his half-open mouth couldn't close for a long time. If it was him, facing hundreds of silver wolf guards, if he wanted to rush in and kill the wolf king, even if he transformed into a sickle beast and launched the strongest charging skill, the probability of reaching the wolf king's side was very small. Ming Zhenhai, who has just been able to fake his transformation, is even more unlikely to succeed.

How the hell did he do it?

Like Tie Qiyun, many teachers feel that their brains are a little insufficient, and they have wasted their brain cells and have not come up with a plan.

"Lao Xia, tell me how Ming Zhenhai passed?" Tie Qiyun couldn't help but ask curiously, and the other teachers all looked at it at the same time.

"That's how I ran past. Xia Kun's tone was as flat as ever, because this is the case, Ming Zhenhai neither stealth, nor did he launch any high-speed charging skills, just like an ordinary 100-meter run, he arrived at the wolf king's side.

Tie Qiyun coughed, he was almost choked to death by Xia Kun's words. What do you mean to run over like that, when those giant wolves are stakes?

"Okay, don't ask me, ask Ming Zhenhai yourself, I just saw him run into the wolves like that, and slaughtered the wolf king at once. Xia Kun spread his hands and explained innocently.

Fortunately, Ming Zhenhai had already come to the front at this time, which happened to divert everyone's attention.

Tie Qiyun put his arms around Ming Zhenhai, "Xiaohai, I heard Lao Xia say, did you run in and slaughter the wolf king by yourself?"

Regarding Tie Qiyun's inquiry, Ming Zhenhai didn't want to hide it.

"That's right!" Ming Zhenhai nodded, and then began to explain, "But it's not so straightforward, you have to calculate the route first." Although those giant wolves seem to be densely packed, as if blocking all paths, there is actually a road in the middle. Once you've chosen your route, you can use your speed as a constant, and then use the pounce time and speed of each giant wolf as a variable. Generally speaking, the range of variables is very small, because the strength and speed of the giant wolf are about the same, so as long as we maintain a speed and predict the giant wolf's attack in advance, we can avoid the siege of the giant wolf. Of course, it is necessary to predict the pounce of the giant wolf, which involves mechanical calculations, including wind speed, ground friction coefficient, backward push force of the giant wolf, etc. ”

Ming Zhenhai explained very seriously and in detail, and after all the teachers listened, they all looked at me and I looked at you, with a beep dog expression.

For these martial arts teachers who are eager to train their muscles into their brains, even if Ming Zhenhai boasts that he has the world's best reflex nerves, they will only be surprised.

But what the hell is Ming Zhenhai talking about, and what mechanical calculations are there, does this have anything to do with their martial arts students? When is it going to be so brain-consuming to have a fight, are you really sure that this is okay?

Well, even if this ability is against the sky, they also say that they are very powerless, and this is really not their thing.

Then the teachers suddenly dispersed and went to clean up the battlefield.

Originally, I wanted to talk about what calculation formula to use, but I found that the surroundings had become empty, and I was speechless for a long time in embarrassment.

This time the battlefield was much more tragic than the last time, not only because of the numbers, but also because there were many casualties among the teachers this time. Looking at the battlefield full of messes, Ming Zhenhai's stomach acid rose up for a while.

A man who had never been to a killing field could not imagine the cruelty here, under the moonlight, there were stumps everywhere, dark brown blood was smeared like a child's graffiti, and the pungent smell of blood was disgusting.

Ming Zhenhai was about to help Xia Kun move a corpse over, who knew that this teacher suddenly opened his eyes, blood bubbles were coughing in his mouth, and a relatively intact hand was groping in his empty stomach.

Ming Zhenhai was so frightened that he fell back to the ground, thinking that he had met a ghost.

Xia Kun over there hurriedly ran over, he grabbed the teacher's shoulders, lowered his head and whispered a few times to Teacher Liu.

As if hearing Xia Kun's call, a glimmer of light appeared in Mr. Liu's originally cloudy eyes, and the hand moved on his stomach again.

Xia Kun groped for a moment along the clothes on the ground, took out a white handkerchief that had already been soaked in blood from his jacket pocket, shook it in front of the teacher, and asked softly, "Is this it?"

Teacher Liu's originally godless eyes suddenly lit up, but before he could answer, he had already closed his eyes.

When I opened the handkerchief, I embroidered a lotus flower with a realistic shape, which was very moving.

"It was embroidered for him by Mr. Liu's fiancée, and it is said that they will wait until the Mid-Autumn Festival in August to have a happy event. Tie Qiyun fell silent after speaking.

Xia Kun was stunned and silently put the handkerchief into his pocket.

This time, 215 people went on the expedition, and more than 30 people were killed in a siege.

This was the first time that the teachers of the middle battalion had fought a campaign of this scale, and although they had always been educated in militarization, they were teachers and not professional soldiers after all.

Although it occupies an advantageous position, there are still many casualties. However, from the beginning to the end, there was not a single rout in the middle battalion, and it has always insisted on fighting, even if it is deeply encircled.

When the wolves finally transformed en masse, they saw that they couldn't stop it, and some teachers used the only chance to transform in a day, and after doing their last strength, they died with the monsters.

Half an hour later, the battlefield was cleaned up. This time, the middle battalion did not stay and withdrew directly.

When the sky was slightly bright, the middle battalion caught up with the evacuees who were just resting.

Those who were sitting on the road resting, at first glance, found Ming Zhenhai and them.

Because these people who came from the darkness were so terrifying, all of them were covered in blood, not to mention, many of them were not empty-handed, and their hands were all separated stumps, and they were casually wrapped in clothes, and blood was dripping from below.

However, no one in the crowd shouted, and they all silently moved to both sides and watched solemnly.

For people in this era, it is very normal for people to die, in addition to dying of old age, sickness, and countless strange ways to die.

For example, those who were poisoned by insects, those who were bitten by mosquitoes, those who were eaten by wild animals, in short, many, many more.

Therefore, people never weep because of death, but more to remember and send their last blessings to those who died.

Fang Guomin didn't expect the middle camp to be so miserable, he hurriedly let the team vacate the place and place the injured teachers.

Ming Zhenhai sat on the roof of the car, looking at the south from afar, thinking silently in his heart, this time the beast tide forward is already so difficult to fight, and the main beast tide behind must be even more terrifying, and I don't know when the beast tide will end.