The corporals raised their heads with Qi Lang, and through the gaps between the leaves, they could see that the light of the moon had faded, which meant that the clouds in the sky were gathering, and in a few hours, there would be a great chance of a strong wind blowing here, and once the catkins were blown up by the wind, the deadly danger would really come.

"We've proven ourselves that we've achieved our goal, it's in our hearts. Qi Lang glanced around and said calmly, "As for what you said about getting back a piece of ore, it's just a souvenir, I don't care, do you need to care?"

The corporals were stunned, speechless for a while. It would be a complete lie to say that they don't care about the outcome of this competition at all. After all, it was their first official mission, and victory was just around the corner! Although it was exactly the same as Felix had asked beforehand, Qi Lang had turned them into his supporters through this whole day's performance. Giving up like this, of course they were unwilling.

But the situation before them did not allow the corporal to raise any objections, and to risk their lives for the sake of this feat?

The fastest brain turner was the little man. "As sorry as it is, we all listen to you, Sergeant Qi Lang. We will do what you decide!" said Jira. It was clear that he was completely on Qi Lang's side, and it seemed that he didn't want to look for the weapon that had been lost somewhere, and perhaps when he returned, he would ask Mei Ji to join the ranks of the archers.

"Good. Qi Lang decisively gave his own order, "Now, retreat the same way!"

Two soldiers had already set up a one-legged Jira and ran quickly towards the way they came. But Qi Lang didn't choose to retreat with the ten soldiers, he just took the time to call the two soldiers, gave a brief order, turned around and ran in the other direction - that was the route where Ou Wu was.

Qi Lang knew his opponent well, and even if the fierce strong man saw danger, he would forcibly order his soldiers to advance towards their goal. Owu has always been a playful master, whether it is a mutant liger or an earth dragon, he always treats them like Persian cats, and I don't know if he has not yet developed the ability to distinguish, or if he has a elm head at all, as Felix and the others say in private.

However, Qi Lang didn't want his hostile roommate to lose his life like this, and without such a strong competitor, he also felt that life in the barracks was too lonely.

It was almost dawn, the breeze was gently blowing the willow branches, and the Red Sea was rippling in the sound of rustling.

It was easy for Qi Lang to see Aowu's squad, and the ten corporals were all looking for traces of mineral deposits among the dense willow trees with their heads down. Owu kept scolding: "Don't think about playing tricks, you lazy guys! If I find out who is lazy, I promise to give your nose a taste of my iron fist!"

The corporals' resentment was suppressed by the majesty of the big rough man, and they were all busy cautiously, but their progress seemed to be really too slow, which probably had something to do with the corporals' work attitude, because Qi Lang clearly saw that several soldiers deliberately turned back and forth in the same position several times.

Owu also submitted his soldiers, but only with his strong wrists. But the efficiency of doing so was obvious, and in this respect, Qi Lang had some advantages, because during the three years he lived in the slave camp, he could see how the slaves coped with the mission.

"I advise you to retreat at once, Sergeant Owu. Qi Lang ran over and stood still in front of Ouwu, "Don't you see, the wind is about to rise here, and the poisonous catkins are probably flying everywhere, which is not good for your health." ”

"What are you playing again, you despicable Oriental?" Auwu stood with his chest straight, his eyes full of hostility, "No one is allowed to stop, keep looking for me!"

Qi Lang had already guessed that he would get such an evaluation, but he didn't have time to care: "I don't know what to say to believe it, but if you have carefully read the book "Military Common Sense", I invite you to look at the clouds in the sky, they are moving rapidly in this direction, that shows what should be clear at a glance." ”

Several young men had stopped what they were doing and gathered towards Qi Lang, and Ou Wu was very upset about this, like a frog being stabbed in the stomach, and he was bulging with anger.

"I can see that you're here to fight. Au's eyes widened, and he also held the saw in his hand across his chest. He has always wanted to find a chance to have another good fight with Qi Lang, the previous two competitions were barely evenly matched, and after Qi Lang was inexplicably promoted to a mid-level warrior, he has never had a chance to verify whether that bastard boy told a big lie. It should be a good opportunity right now, and a fight is more enjoyable than this aimless exploration operation.

But Qi Lang obviously didn't want to make a move yet, he spread his hands, and laughed instead: "Owu, I always thought you were smarter than I thought, but now I find out that I made a mistake. In fact, we have found the spirit stone mine, and my people have all withdrawn, so you can find it here, I guarantee that you will not have any gains. ”

Ou Wu was enraged, and almost jumped to his feet and scolded: "Don't lie to me, you slave species! You were dumped by those thieves, how could they listen to you, you shameless bastard!"

"Whatever you want. Qi Lang shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "You can continue your stupidity, but your people are definitely much smarter than you, and I guess they all have a better chance of making it back alive." ”

Qi Lang saw that the ten corporals were looking at the sky in the distance at the moment, and the cumulus clouds in the distance had begun to gather, and they were walking very fast—no matter what they were, the wind was coming.

"I'm sorry, Sergeant Owu. The corporal shouted, "If you're going to duel with Sergeant Qi Lang here, we can only wish you good luck." ”

After throwing these words, the soldiers, like a frightened herd of wild horses, spread their legs in the direction behind them and began to run.

"Come back, you cowards!" Ou's roar shook the willow tree next to him, and even a few pink catkins fell. But that didn't work at all, and the soldiers had already run away.

Ou Wu turned his head, and the saw in his hand buzzed from the shock of anger: "You despicable fellow, come on, show your skills, and fight me one-on-one!"

Qi Lang deliberately showed a contemptuous smile: "I'm also sorry, I can't accompany you to death." It's lucky if you die here, because I guess they won't have another wooden head like you in tent 31. ”

As soon as the words fell, Qi Lang had already jumped past Ao Wu, and by the time the stupid bear came back to his senses, he had already reached more than ten meters away.

"Bastard! bastard!!" Owu raised his saw and chased after him, scolding all the time, "Fight me, you coward!"

Ou will definitely not be able to catch up with him. As a mid-level warrior, Qi Lang can now run faster than a reindeer. But he didn't run with all his might, like the carrot tied to the donkey, keeping a distance that he wanted but couldn't reach.

Ou Wu was already dazed at the moment, completely enraged by this oriental boy. He might have noticed that Qi Lang was leading him towards the entrance of the Radiant Willow Forest, but he didn't care about that, and only wanted to grab Qi Lang by the collar and slam his nose with his heavy fist.

The wind came as promised, carrying yellow sand and dust, and began to wreak havoc in the sky above the radiant willow forest.

The light catkins broke free from their mother's embrace, and like naughty and deadly elves, they began to fly in the wind and sand.

Qi Lang, who was running in front, put away his provocative smile, and he kept waving his sleeves while running like a fly. He knew the power of catkins, which were like the crystallization of radiation, which would not only burn people's bodies, but also burrow into people's skin and destroy the nervous system.

Ou Wu didn't dare to open his mouth to scold anymore at this time, he had to hold his breath and sprint, so as not to suck some catkins into his lungs, which would really be hopeless.

Fortunately, Qi Lang didn't waste too much of a tongue with Aowu, and only a few words provoked the stupid bear to lose his mind, otherwise they wouldn't have seen the exit so quickly. Now, by climbing over the dune, you can basically get rid of the entanglement of catkins, but the enemy has already paid a great price - Qi Lang's sleeve has burned a few holes, and Owu's thick calf is showing signs of burning.

"Sgt. be careful!

A shout came from the top of the dune. It's Jira them!

A gust of sand rain fell over their heads, and in a blink of an eye, they crushed those light catkins - that was Qi Lang's predetermined strategy, and it seemed that Jira's men were really good at execution, and even the ten soldiers who had escaped early on the Ou side joined them.

Qi Lang and Ao Wu rushed up the hill one after the other, and fell to the ground together exhausted, at this moment, Ao Wu could almost hit Qi Lang's nose with his hand, but he was not a bastard enough to punch his savior, just sat there with a gloomy face, secretly sulking.

"Are you satisfied, Sergeant Owu?" Qi Lang let out a sigh, "I did lie to you, I didn't get the ore, none of us won, it seems that none of us can grab the position of vice captain." ”

"No, Sergeant Qi Lang!" Ji La jumped up on his feet, winked at Qi Lang slyly, and opened his right hand at the same time, there was a shiny spiritual ore lying in his palm, "I found it in the mud on my pants, it stuck there, do you think this is providence?"