Luo Ying finished rubbing the dirt on his body, his back was out of reach, rubbed on the dirt in the crater, and after feeling that the smell had dissipated a lot, he climbed to the trench and observed the situation in the bushes and weeds on the opposite side.

After breaking through to the second layer of Qi Gathering, Luo Ying felt that his eyesight could see more clearly, and it was farther away, and the place more than a hundred meters on the opposite side was clearly visible in his eyes, even in the dark hours before dawn, he could see the movement of those bushes and weeds, which made him overjoyed in his heart.

He thought that after breaking through the third layer of Qi Gathering, his divine consciousness would be born in his sea of consciousness, and after the monk had divine consciousness, he would not only be able to control his spiritual weapon attacks, but also be able to check the surrounding environment to help him warn in advance.

With the improvement of the cultivation realm, the divine sense will become more and more powerful, and controlling the spiritual weapon to kill the enemy thousands of miles away is just like the ancient general, killing the enemy in a million army is as simple as probing for something.

When Luo Ying thought of this, he became more and more interested in cultivation, when he was first in the cave, he thought that it was a martial arts secret book left by a martial arts master, and he usually read several martial arts novels, in which the protagonist was knocked off the cliff by the enemy, and then got a martial arts secret book in the cave, and began to practice.

Now he knows that this is not a martial arts cheat, but an immortal cultivator who is more powerful than martial arts I don't know how many times, but the immortal cultivator does not have all kinds of moves of martial arts, and attacks the opponent with his own spiritual power or magic weapon.

The darkness before dawn passed quickly, and today the miscellaneous monkeys did not come to sneak attack, and Luo Ying guessed that these miscellaneous monkeys may be adjusting their forces or replenishing weapons and ammunition.

After all, on this position, after more than two months of fighting, the monkeys have also lost almost a company of troops, and now they are insufficient and unable to carry out a sneak attack, but Luo Ying and their company cannot relax their vigilance, and any negligence may cause irreparable casualties.

It was sunny for three days in a row, and the miscellaneous monkeys never came to sneak attack, and the soldiers also relaxed, and ate every day, either chatting and fart, or taking out the photos they carried with them to look at and smirk, or writing letters to their families to relieve their feelings of longing, but they all reported good news and not bad news, and the letters would be sent out after passing the review of the regiment headquarters.

In the past three days, Luo Ying, in addition to eating and changing the dark whistle, has been cultivating hard in the bomb crater, and in the middle of the night, he has learned a few small spells in the jade slip by the way.

After three days of practice, he is now able to use the water technique, but the water balls he sends out are not big, only the size of a fist, but this also gives him a sense of accomplishment.

Today, 10 soldiers in camouflage uniforms came to their position, and these soldiers knew at a glance that they were scouts, and they passed through their position to carry out their tasks, and the company commander Wang Shengli received these soldiers.

The captain at the head is a simple-looking soldier, his name is Li Jinbang, and he speaks with an accent in the Cangzhou region, Luo Ying saw that his pair of fleshy palms had thick calluses on them, and it was estimated that he was practicing kung fu such as iron sand palms, and knew that this guy must be a kung fu master.

Among these ten scouts, there was a big man, two meters tall, carrying about 100 catties of various ammunition on his back, but with two glorious bullets hanging around his neck, and a squad machine gun in his hand.

Luo Ying is only more than one meter seven tall, and he is like a teenager in front of this big man, and he needs to raise his head to look at his face and speak.

"Hey, big man, what kind of place are you? How tall is a long mile? After the talkative Liu Erwa saw this big man, she couldn't help but ask, of course he wouldn't ask some military-sensitive questions.

"My name is Battle, a native of Inner Mongolia, brother, listen to your accent is from Sichuan, your Sichuan army is good, this is it!" After Battelle introduced his origin, he extended his thumb to Liu Erwa with an expression of admiration on his face.

"Oh, it turns out that my brother is a northerner, no wonder there are many miles and dunduns, we are all robes there, and we never pull the sloppy belt!" Liu Erwa saw Battle stretching out his thumb to herself, and boasted proudly.

"Liu Erwa, your baby is teasing a lot of, let the comrades-in-arms rest first, drink some water, they still have to hurry!" Luo Ying saw Liu Erwa, who was only more than one meter six tall, and Batel, who was more than two meters tall, standing together and talking, the height difference between the two was too big, how to look at it was not pleasing to the eye, and opened his mouth to stop him from talking again.

"The platoon commander is right, brother take a rest first, this is my kettle to drink some water!" As Liu Erwa spoke, she picked up her own kettle from the shade of the trench and handed it to Battle.

Battle is a more realistic person, took Liu Erwa's kettle, there was only more than half a pot of water, let him drink it dry in one breath, Liu Erwa's face showed a distressed expression, this pot of water was when it rained, he took it from the banana leaves, and he was usually reluctant to drink a big sip.

"Your baby is so old! I don't know how to leave a bite for Lao Tzu! Liu Erwa took the empty kettle handed to him by Battle, shook it in his ear, couldn't hear a trace of water, looked up at Battle, and muttered dissatisfied.

The soldiers next to "Haha........." and the scouts all laughed when they saw this.

Luo Ying is now on the second floor of Qi Gathering, and he can judge who is a kung fu master by looking at the breathing interval of people, he saw from Li Jinbang and their group of scouts that when several soldiers breathed, they all breathed a long breath, and knew that they were also kung fu masters, of course, it was impossible to become a scout without two strokes.

In China's major military regions, almost every military region has such masters, most of them are practicing ancestral kung fu, plus many masters in the army, take the heads of hundreds of schools of thought to work together to deduce the capture boxing, capture the hands or something, so that these scouts on the battlefield repeatedly made miraculous feats.

"Lian Commander Wang, listening to your accent, you are also from Hebei, speaking of which, we are still fellow villagers! We're leaving, see you later! After learning about the situation here, Li Jinbang led his soldiers to jump into the defense of the miscellaneous monkeys from the countless craters in front of the position, and soon disappeared.

"Fellow, take care." Company commander Wang Shengli looked at the scouts who disappeared into the jungle, and shouted loudly, knowing that they had little hope of coming back when they went, so he had to silently wish in his heart that they would complete their tasks and return victoriously as soon as possible.

After Luo Ying saw the scouts leaving, he suddenly remembered why Battle had two glorious bullets hanging around his neck, probably because he was afraid that his size was huge and one glorious bullet was not enough, so he deliberately carried two glorious bullets.

They knew that there was little hope of survival, but they had long put life and death aside, and for the sake of the strength of the motherland and the stability and prosperity of the rear, they still carried out their tasks without hesitation.