Meng Changjue was sent to the middle line by Xi Fanghua after cleaning up Yi Du and others, the middle line is the main firefight point of the entire battlefield, Meng Changjue, who is suitable for frontal killing, and the existence of superior combat power is the top priority of the entire battle situation, and can play a role in turning the tide of the battle at a critical moment, such a person, of course Xi Fanghua will not let him do latent work, too condescending, unable to effectively exert his own strength.

The team of forty people and two platoons marched towards the blue square flag under the leadership of Shen Bujiao, and the main battlefield of Mu Qingming and Xi Fanghua had moved to the right side.

Mu Qingming gave orders to the platoon commanders: "Gather the middle defense line, concentrate firepower to attack the right flank, and advance forward, it is bound to enter the opponent's camp." ”

A left-wing scout spotted the situation in the dark, "Command, there's someone lurking on the red side!"

Even if the team of forty people is agile and careful, it will show some clues, the scouts sent by Mu Qingming are not weak, and their perception is even stronger, the closer they get to the depths of the blue camp, the more blue people they will encounter, and they will inevitably be discovered.

The battle was about to break out, Mu Qingming frowned after listening to the scout's report, Gu Changjin adjusted the map to the left, marked the red dot representing the red party personnel according to the position of the scout's report, and stared at the screen, "How many people did the enemy send this time?"

Mu Qingming frowned and asked the scout: "The number of enemies." ”

Forward Scout: "Two platoons or so." ”

Mu Qingming: "Pay attention to protect yourself, first use the formation to drag them down, ambush them on the side, don't fight head-on, three companies and two platoons, four companies and one platoon, three companies and three platoons, hurry to the target point to support, be sure to leave them there." ”

They have not been in the military academy for a long time, and the training they participate in is extremely limited, and the distribution of personnel in terms of command level and scouts, forwards, logistics, and data analysis is not so accurate and reasonable, and the degree of cooperation between them is extremely limited.

The scout is not only responsible for reconnaissance, the number of participants in this team competition is only more than 1,000 people, it is not a big battlefield, everyone wears many hats, and the transition between professions and professions is seamless, you are a scout when you want to scout, and you are the vanguard army when you go to the battlefield to kill you, just like a brick, where there is a lack of where to move.

The number of scouts is not much, and it is still a little difficult to attack and kill Shen Bujiao and the others head-on, fortunately, this is their territory, it doesn't matter if the number of people is small, no one knows better than them where the terrain is suitable for lurking, and by taking advantage of the cover of night, it adds a few points to the chance of winning the sneak attack.

This is the idea of the blue scouts, Meng Xingwan is in this group of scouts, Mu Qingming's task is to stop the footsteps of the red soldiers at all costs, Meng Xingwan, as a natural fire spirit, is very different from ordinary monks, she saw at a glance Shen Bujiao, her blindfolded white veil is too conspicuous, there are more than 1,000 students in the military academy, she is the only one in this kind of attire.

Meng Xingwan's eyes flashed with surprise, the heavy night was unhindered to her, which was very similar to Shen Bujiao.

At this time, of course, I don't talk about any classmates' love, Meng Xingwan finally found an excellent position, lying in the grass for a long time, and finally locked Shen Bujiao's head, and his fingers pulled the trigger without hesitation, "Huh-" The bullet quickly dragged out the afterimage and flew straight towards Shen Bujiao.

Xu Zhen is discussing the next step with Shen Bujiao, Xi Fanghua is commanding the frontal battlefield, coordinating the overall situation, and adjusting the combat policy according to the battle situation, the situation here is too complicated, and many times they need to make their own decisions, Xu Zhen's results in the individual competition are also excellent, ranking in the top ten.

At this time, a bullet flew out of nowhere, the speed of the bullet was fast, normally speaking, even a monk with very good eyesight is extremely difficult to see the trajectory of the bullet, produced by the Military Academy, it must be a high-quality product, otherwise everyone will not have their own natal weapons, the main use of weapons such as firearms in war, not because it has irreplaceable advantages of natal weapons!

But in Xu Jie's eyes, the bullet seemed to have been pressed the slow button, its movement speed, trajectory, and attack focus were all rapidly calculated in his brain, and the result was obtained, he grabbed Shen Bujiao, who was still chattering and formulating a plan, and rolled on the grass next to him, and the bullet grazed the top of Shen Bujiao's head, which shocked her into a cold sweat, her scalp was numb, and there were countless goosebumps on the back of her neck, back, and arms.

Xu Yu quickly fired a few shots in the direction of the bullet, no accident, all missed, Xu Qu frowned, the position of that person's card is too perfect, the probability of hitting is almost zero, they have only been learning firearms for four months, the level of accuracy is high and low, there is no doubt that there is a master with a gun on the opposite side.

Shen Bujiao and Xu Bi's previous position was face to face, the bullet came from her left rear, Shen Bujiao's attention was all focused on making a plan, she and Xu Bi chose a very hidden position, she didn't expect that in this case, there would be someone who could seize the opportunity to shoot decisively, and his ability can be seen.

Shen Bujiao quietly wiped a cold sweat, took a deep breath, and slowed down for a few seconds before he calmed down from the state of brushing shoulders with death, and his divine sense was released, and his heart sank after seeing Meng Xingwan change positions, and at the moment when her divine sense swept to Meng Xingwan, Meng Xingwan's orange-red eyes that seemed to reflect the morning glow in the sky instantly became sharp, and his eyes swept sharply towards Shen Bujiao.

Shen Bujiao's steady heart jumped suddenly, but his face did not change, and even pulled the corner of his mouth to reveal a smile, like the March sun, warm and comfortable, the two gods have invisibly begun to compete and fight, on the battlefield, they are not comrades-in-arms, but opponents.

On Meng Xingwan's face, which was always a little scattered and arrogant, a layer of misty smile spread like a dragonfly, slightly softening the indescribable sense of distance on her body.

When Xi Fanghua was commanding the frontal battlefield, he got the news that Shen Bujiao and the others had been discovered and clashed with the blue side, and Shen Bujiao and Meng Xingwan inevitably faced each other.

Meng Xingwan waved his sleeves, and the flames swept in the sky, the sea of fire overturned, the grass and trees turned into ashes, and spread all the way to Shen Bujiao's feet, the orange-red flames were reflected on her fair face, a little more warm, Shen Bujiao was just about to retreat, the flames were endless, and in the blink of an eye, she was surrounded by flames, and she couldn't advance or retreat.

In the sea of fire, a giant firebird slowly took shape, like a phoenix nirvana, screaming in the fire, shaking people's blood surged, and his eyes were black.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Shen Bujiao's mouth, fire or water, who will be better?