Chapter 9: The Front
On the wasteland, more than a dozen military camouflage cars drove over a piece of gravel at full power, and each driver used his own speed to move away from the place.
Among the vehicles, the field commander was carefully looking at the electronic map in his hand, calculating the time when the team needed to reach its destination and rearrange the camp.
That's when it happened.
One of the people next to him suddenly whispered.
"Commander, is it really appropriate for us to leave the regimental commander there alone?"
"Although everyone says that the regimental commander is the most capable person on the entire European continent, not many people have personally watched the regiment commander do it......
"What's more, the skin of those demon dogs can even block bullets!"
"It's as strong as reinforced concrete!"
"No matter how powerful a person is, I'm afraid he is no match for these demon dogs, right?"
The commander didn't even raise his head and asked directly.
"You just came here this year, right?"
"Yes, to you newcomers, the Captain seems to be just a legend that has been passed down among you."
"But in the eyes of those of us, it's not a legend at all, it's a legend that we've witnessed."
"The Eastern God of War, the Commander of the Western Regiment, the American Demon Hunter, and the African Barbarian King."
"Plus the retired Icefield General."
"These five are the most powerful people in the current five major powers, and even the title of human seems a little restrained to them, and their combat effectiveness can no longer be calculated by people."
"Although these demon dogs in front of you are troublesome, their combat power is far inferior to that of werewolves."
"Werewolves move at speeds of up to thirty meters per second, completely ignoring almost all common weapon attacks except silver, and even if they bite a grenade in their mouth, it can only break one of their teeth and make their brains dizzy."
"I once faced a werewolf with the strength of the ten-captain level, that werewolf was more than three meters tall after transformation, and his sharp claws could even penetrate the frontal armor of the tank, and he could even overturn the medium tank directly under the struggle, and after three bazookas, he didn't even burn two hairs on his body."
"And in the werewolf village that the regiment leader went to exterminate, there are dozens of people like this at the level of a ten-master. It's not uncommon for the centurion level and the thousand-tier level, and there are special trick mages who can use energy to attack."
"The head of the regiment went to clean them up, but it only took one night."
The commander lightly recounted his own experience, and then turned his head to look at the young man who had just been questioned.
"The only thing that is stronger than werewolves is that there are more of them."
"But just because they're so large doesn't mean they can kill a man who is now at the top of the world."
The commander's words made everyone in the entire carriage open their mouths in surprise.
They only knew that the regiment leader had cleaned up a werewolf village, but they never knew that werewolves were so strong!
Although the individual strength of the monster is very strong, it does not mean that every ghost thing has the strength to overturn the tank!
If every trickster really had this kind of strength, then they might as well disband it as soon as possible.
However, just a ten-captain has this level of combat power, and you can see how fierce the werewolf is.
Such a powerful trick race would actually be wiped out by the head of the regiment alone?
Looking at the incredulity of the people around him, the commander also shrugged his shoulders helplessly.
He also has some understanding of the disbelieving eyes of the crowd.
After all, after cleaning up the werewolf village, the other werewolves lived with their tails between their legs, and the werewolves were almost impossible to see in the future missions.
It's normal for this group of recruits not to understand what happened back then.
"Wait a minute, Commander!"
"If what you say is true, the head of the regiment can only be called
Is Europe the strongest?"
"What's even more outrageous is that there are five people as strong as the head of the regiment?!"
The Commander glanced up at the group, then added:
"I don't know who is strong or weak between them, but the five of them have a very good relationship in private, and they all work in their respective departments with the same purpose."
"Everyone is aiming for a solution to the current outbreak, or a solution to these things once and for all."
"Even though their methods are different, no one can question their ends!"
"This is also the reason why no matter how openly and secretly the five great powers fight each other, they have never affected our suspected subterfuge department."
"The Trick Departments of the Five Great Powers are all on the same front!"
"Only with the mentality of being responsible for the entire human society can they be worthy of their strength and their current position!"
The words spoken by the commander were not only the words of the "old men" who were the first to join the Trick Department, but also the facts they had witnessed with their own eyes.
Even if humanity is already so powerful, with such a powerful warrior.
But in front of the treacherous.
Still weak.
In that joint mission of the five alliances, the strongest five people didn't know how many lives they had saved each other, so they completely killed that terrifying monster.
And that kind of strange thing, in the primeval forest that was photographed by satellites, found hundreds of individuals of different sizes.
This is also the reason why all countries have spared no effort to rank the department of trickery as the first department of real power.
Even if the top of these five departments are very good to each other, no one will accuse them of being on the wrong side.
The more you understand the world and the power of tricks, the more you know how small human beings are.
Therefore, helping each other and asking for help has also become the most common way of communication between various trick departments.
After the commander simply finished saying these few words, he didn't say anything more.
After all, if you're talking about something else, it's probably about secrecy.
Now hurry up and let those departments prepare all the raw meat and everything, and then find a way to mobilize some satellite resources to monitor in real time whether there are any demon dogs around this wasteland that have escaped to other places.
"We have to find a way to pull out some of the transport planes, after all, there are more and more of these demon dogs, and we must make sure that there is enough raw meat to keep them around here."
"Anyway, it's been a long time since I've seen the head of the regiment make a move."
"The last time I saw the head of the regiment make a move, it was when the head of the regiment fished for six hours and didn't catch a fish......
The commander subconsciously recalled in his mind the angry and frustrated look of the regiment commander who couldn't catch a fish.
Then I remembered the fish that had been blown up on the shore, and I rolled my eyes when I pushed the fish.
At this moment, I suddenly felt like I wanted to laugh.