It was completely dark, and the competition on the first day of the joint exercise came to an end. According to the prior regulations of both sides, sunset is a signal of rest, and all operational detachments must be stationed in place, otherwise they will be judged foul and directly declared defeated. This arrangement made sense to ensure the safety of the soldiers, because at night, the Kessel jungle was full of dangers, and it was impossible to tell what kind of wild beasts would come out. On the other hand, the General Headquarters also needs to collect information at this time and count the results of each detachment.

It is said that the communications officer in charge of collecting information on the side of the Spiral Force will be Second Lieutenant Autran, and the Ministry of War has specially approved a dragon monster as a mount for him to facilitate his search for his team in a large area. However, Qi Lang's detachment has been stationed for nearly two hours, and Otlang still hasn't passed on the news for a long time, and it seems that communicating the news is really not an easy errand.

Standing at the edge of the jungle and looking towards the Alpha Target, a bonfire had been lit, and the purple-red checkered flag of the Otto Empire was waving in the wind in the middle of the depression. Gu Yi reached the first destination first, and despite the distance of about two kilometers in between, Qi Lang could almost see his smug expression.

"He's such an arrogant fellow, a nasty like no other in the world!" said Gurph, standing beside Qi Lang, "but it's a pity that my arrows can't fly that far, otherwise I would have given him a blow, and I would have to scare him." ”

"I would never try to scare him. Qi Lang looked at the depression, and the flickering fire light reflected from his black pupils, shaking and jumping, "I will literally cut off his head, the head of all of them ......"

Gulf shivered violently: "God, you scared me! Are you kidding?" Gurf had never heard Qi Lang say such cruel words, and the scene in front of him made him feel unimaginable—was he still the humble and courteous Oriental brother who was very easy to get along with?

Watching Qi Lang slowly turn his face around, Gulf was even a little worried that the face would change: maybe two more horns on his forehead, maybe two fangs sticking out of the corners of his mouth...... The face did change somewhat, and it became cold and devoid of intimacy. It was as if he was about to rush down the hill, draw his beautiful short sword, cut off the heads of his enemies one by one, string them together with ropes, and drag them on the ground like that, and form a neat long line, and bring them back with a bouncing and setting them in front of him. Gulf was even more at a loss in his heart.

"You...... You...... Are you wrong again?" Gulf's voice trembled. He could assure him that in all the seventeen or eighteen years he had lived, there had never been a moment of fear like this. Gulf began to regret it, he shouldn't have agreed to Qi Lang's promotion by relying on spiritual power ores, his current performance must be the root of the disease that fell in that promotion.

"No, Gulf. Qi Lang sat back on the grass gently, his voice returning to its previous calm, and it seemed that he had not completely become the murderous devil, "I just seem to remember something, and it makes me angry and out of control." ”

Gulf let out a sigh of relief, wiped his chest vigorously, calmed his emotions for a while, and then carefully sat down beside Qi Lang: "It should be a good thing to be able to get my memories back." Belch...... If you don't think so, try to forget about it. ”

Qi Langqiang squeezed out a smile, but there were no words.

The silence around him was so quiet that Gulf's scalp tingled, and he must have recited the mantra of the saint several times in his heart.

"You're probably stressed. Gulf cleared his throat, as if reassuring Qi Lang. But the sweat on the tip of his own nose came out in clumps again. It doesn't look like he's under a lot of pressure.

Qi Lang sighed faintly, "I'm sorry, Gulf. It's my problems—those things I've never mentioned to you; Now that I've remembered a bit more today, I think I might want you to know a little bit more. ”

The trust of his good friend came to him, and Gulf was pressed to a little restlessness, he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, sat there with a firm will, and said as if he was going to be generous and righteous, "That's right. We are brothers, and we should be honest with each other...... Of course, you have reservations that are completely unconscious. ”

But Gulf's babbling words, Qi Lang didn't seem to hear a word, and he rested his chin on his knees, as if he was confiding in Gulf as a listener, as if he were talking to himself.

"I only have a few fragments left of my memory. Qi Lang said, "It's like a long scroll of painting that has been cut into many pieces, some of which I still keep, and some of which are lost." ”

"You've been hit in the head, or what's wrong?" Gulf interjected kindly.

"I guess the blow hit inside. Qi Lang pointed to his temple, as if trying to penetrate his finger into his skull, all the way to his head, "The largest piece of the picture was completed when I saw that battle flag writhing uglyly in the night. They killed all our warriors, the scoundrels of the Otto Empire! They cut off the heads of the warriors and piled them up on the battlefield, as high as a hill, and I remembered those faces, those faces of pain! The clear and bright river was stained red with blood, and the flames of war also dyed the whole blue sky red......"

Before Qi Lang finished speaking, Gulf was already pale with fright, and his whole body trembled involuntarily: "Wait, wait! You better stop talking, this ...... It's just cruel. But...... By the way, how do you see it all. ”

"I don't remember. Qi Lang fell back into painful contemplation, "I just remember that I hid in the grass and watched this horrible scene happen. ”

Neither of them spoke, and the deathly silence returned, and the air around them was almost suffocating.

After a moment of stability, Gulf finally regained his courage, he swallowed his saliva, and gently patted Qi Lang's shoulder: "Don't worry, those villains will get the end they deserve." They have committed too many crimes, and sooner or later, God will use the long sword in the hands of our Whirling Frontier Army to demand that the murderers pay the blood debt!"

Qi Lang smiled lightly, but did not answer. He bit his lower lip, closed his eyes, and slowly tilted his head, as if in silent prayer to the stars in the sky.

At this moment, a large black shadow flew over from the night sky in the northwest.

"Look, Zilang, the dragon monster! it must be Otrang!" Gulf shouted in fuss, his loud voice arguing to Gila and the other corporals.

It was Officer-in-Chief, Ottran, and everyone could clearly see the ensign's pointed chin.

The dragon monster looked quite imposing, thirty meters long from head to tail, and the lizard-like giant was so angular that it was estimated to be the size of Old Harry's room, and a pair of fleshy wings spread out in the air, as if it could cover the entire forest. Dignitaries really know how to enjoy themselves, and sitting on the back of such a huge aviator, even if they travel to the ends of the earth, it will not take them a few days.

In the Otto Empire, this formidable creature was used as a murderous weapon, but it was still an inaccessible high-end game for the Luman military. Autran's piloting skills illustrate this very well, and as he flew so wrigged, he was about to tear off the reins in his hand, and the drake still couldn't fly in a straight line. It seems that this is the main reason why he is late.

After breaking several palm trees, Autran finally managed to land. The corporals had been in close contact with the dragon monster for the first time, and they all surrounded it with great interest, temporarily putting aside the frustration of backwardness.

Altrand jumped on the dragon's back in a daze, grabbed Corporal Sowin's shoulder, and vomited on the side for a long time. Before spitting out the corn flour noodles for dinner, he finally recovered his spirits, and saw that Qi Lang was already waiting in front of him, and the mean second lieutenant picked up the non-commissioned officer's shelf again, and preached the news of the battle report with a sharp voice.

"As of 6 p.m., our first and second detachments had arrived at the predetermined location and were ahead of their competitors by a large margin, while the third detachment was about 35 minutes behind its opponent and was the only detachment in our division. I hope that you will remember the glory of the Holy King, work together, catch up, and live up to the trust of millions of officers and soldiers, and the high hopes of thousands of citizens!"

This is mixed news. The fact that the other two detachments are ahead means that the chances of the Spin Forward Army winning this joint exercise have greatly increased, but the third detachment has unfortunately become a burden to its hindering legs, and who can be happy?

After announcing the news, Autran eagerly pulled over the dragon monster, intending to return to the command as soon as possible. In such a dark jungle, he didn't want to stay for a minute. But before he could climb the wide dragon's back, Jira grabbed his arm from the side and asked for the inside information with a grin: "Second Lieutenant, are there any other important instructions from above? I heard that His Majesty seems to attach great importance to this exercise, so he didn't send any official letter?"

Autran rolled his eyes impatiently: "Corporal Gila, you are quite mentally strong, but why are you so bothered? His Majesty has indeed just sent an official letter, do you want me to get it for you?"

Jira stuck out her tongue and obediently spread her hand, still smiling haha, "Don't bother, second lieutenant." Have a nice trip and don't fall into the Selva River. ”

As soon as Autron cursed the bastard, the drake roared into a whirlwind and flew away with his scream.

Jira showed a smug look at this time, and raised her eyebrows at Qi Lang: "Remember my guess? Wait for tomorrow's letter, then there will definitely be a big reversal of the situation. It's not necessarily a bad thing that we're falling behind, at least His Majesty won't be to blame, trust me, you're right. ”