In the command room, there was silence.

A Beimang cooking soldier who calls himself Brother Zhang?

Although the surname Zhang is very ordinary and a big surname, how many people with the surname Zhang in Beimang dare to call themselves Brother Zhang?

Everyone reacted at the same time.

Even Zhao Changying, the mother-in-law who was picky about Brother Zhang's thief and had many opinions about thieves, was instantly enthusiastic!

"Actually, it's not an order given by Brother Zhang." He Jun was afraid that Brother Zhang would be affected, so he couldn't throw the pot to Brother Zhang. "It's Brother Zhang who helped us complete the task in advance, and if we are idle anyway, we will help the Beimang brothers in the past, and it is okay to shout two voices."

Ye Zhengting was emotional, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know who that Brother Zhang is in your mouth?" ”

He Jun wondered, "Didn't I tell you?" He is from the Beimang cooking class. ”

Ye Zhengting opened his mouth and adjusted his breathing: "Perform the task immediately, don't lose Lao Tzu's face!" ”

"Yes!"

……

"The Fifth Front has arrived on the battlefield!"

"Second Front, arrive at the battlefield!"

"Eighth Front, arrive at the battlefield!"

Inside the command room, the atmosphere was high.

The faces of all the military elders were unpredictable, and their hearts were horrified.

Han Jiangxue's delicate body trembled, and her eyes were ruddy.

Brother Zhang stood on the stage to be in the limelight, and did not have the opportunity to accept the worship of the public.

But he became a Beimang cook and plunged headlong into the front line?

Zhao Changying never dreamed that this bastard son-in-law, who called himself Xiao Zhao every day, would return to the battlefield in such a way?

She also planned to yin and yang her daughter before, your brother Zhang is showing off his power there every day, why is it really at a critical moment, but he is missing?

Fortunately, her city is deep enough, this has to be asked, she never wants to raise her head in front of her daughter in her life.

Doodle.

In the headset, Qin Huan's calm and powerful voice sounded.

From time to time, there was also the sound of artillery fire.

"Long Shuai, request to carry out the decapitation operation."

Click.

didn't wait for Long Fei to speak.

The audio was cut off, and there was no more movement.

……

Qin Huan led a detachment of 500 people to carry out the decapitation operation.

The goal of the mission is to take the Gandalin base camp and capture the thief and capture the king first.

This is the action plan he simulated with General Zhang's thinking.

The task is difficult and risky.

But high risk leads to high reward.

Get rid of Gan Daolin, and the coalition forces will be defeated in one fell swoop.

The decapitation detachment took advantage of the chaos to enter, but was ambushed by two veteran gods of war in Beihai Country on the way.

In the battle with the front army, they seemed to flee, but in fact, they kept their elite and prepared to give Beimang a head-on blow.

The two sides met in the middle of the road, and when they met, they fought bayonets.

The decapitation detachment can fight well, they are the elite of the elite, and they quickly defeated the main force of the Beihai Kingdom, but the two veteran war gods launched a mediation to avoid their edge and delay time.

"Brother Huan, time is urgent, you lead the team to charge, and I will break the back." Han Dong ran out of bullets, took out his saber casually, and said in a deep voice.

Qin Huan's eyes were red, and after a short period of contemplation, he nodded and said, "Be careful, don't be brutal." ”

"Yes." Tang Huan grinned, a cold light in his eyes.

Qin Huan led the team to the base camp.

The fighter plane was fleeting, and he couldn't think about it much.

Han Dong looked back at his comrades who stayed on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Kill those bastards!" ”

A group of Beimang elites rushed out.

But after only a moment of fighting, the people on the other side came like a tide.

As if stabbing the main forces of the coalition forces!

"Fooled!"

A Beimang veteran panted: "This is Gan Daolin's main force!" ”

The faces of the crowd sank and they looked at each other.

Han Dong also sensed the seriousness of the problem, clenched the blade in his hand, and said categorically: "Beimang is the elite!" Rush! ”

Dozens of Beimang elites were exhausted and followed Han Dong, who became more and more brave in the battle, to break through.

But the two veteran gods of war in the Beihai Kingdom appeared.

After "killing" several Beimang veterans, he stared coldly at Han Dong, who had performed well in the entire military exercise, showing a trend of encirclement and suppression.

"Surrender?"

A Beihai God of War asked in a cold voice.

Han Dong didn't say a word, he pulled out his knife and stabbed it!

Several Beimang veterans who fell beside them were seriously injured.

Han Dong's heart was murderous.

For him, this military exercise was no different from actual combat.

"I heard that you are the newcomer king of Beimang? Is it the leader of the new forces of Beimang? ”

Another Beihai God of War said in a cold voice: "If you refuse to surrender, you will die." ”

The two veteran gods of war made a brazen attack.

Flanking Han Dong.

Fighting with bayonets is a risk to the brother troops who have no intention of killing.

What's more, these aliens?

Han Dong's eyes were red, and he fought with the two veteran gods of war.

They wanted Han to die.

Han Dong also wants to send them to hell!

Today, he has personally sent away several of his fallen comrades.

His bloody nature was completely stimulated!

In the fierce fight, Han was seriously injured and also stabbed down a Beihai god of war.

He was covered in blood, his expression was hideous, and the palm of the knife was holding the knife, and the blood was flowing down.

"I'll give you another chance."

"Surrender, spare you from dying."

Han Dong hunched his waist, and his dark eyes were full of murderous intent.

He didn't say a word, gathering up the last of his strength.

The god of war who was stabbed down got up, and the two glanced at each other, wanting to kill this newcomer king of Beimang, the successor of Zhang Xiangbei, who was cultivated by the military department.

The two quickly approached Han Dong.

But when he was doing it, his eyes suddenly went dark.

A burly figure stood in front of him without warning.

Flutter!

A Beimang knife stabbed into the heart of a Beihai God of War.

"We don't have such quality in Beimang."

The man pulled out the Beimang knife and looked down at the other Beihai God of War domineeringly: "Pick up the gun, Beimang will not kill prisoners of war." ”