Wang Ben's heart moved: Could it be said that this is the new tactic of the eighth class? It can't be a sonic weapon like Wu Ke's, thinking of Wu Ke's "heavenly magic sound", Wang Ben shivered violently, and his brain seemed to have signs of crashing again, no! It can't be shut down at such a time! Think of something else! Can't think about the song of "sun~sun~set~west~mountain~red~xia~fly~", ouch! I can't think about it! Wang Ben hugged his head in pain.

Several team members looked at him suspiciously, and said in their hearts, Captain, what's wrong?

Ah, yes! Wang Benzheng was struggling to change his thinking, and suddenly it occurred to him that listening to the movement just now, it seemed that there was more than one person who made a sound, if many people were engaged in sonic weapon attacks...... A hundred scenes of Wu Ke singing loudly suddenly appeared in his mind, and the aftermath lingered, March was endless, and the end of the world was ...... Wang Ben's fragile little mind couldn't bear it anymore, only heard a soft sound of "pop" from the spiritual world, and then his whole body fell into a state of blank brain.

"I'm going to take the lead in the charge......" This time the volume was much louder, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Ding Yixiong smiled dumbly: "I'm rubbing, are those people in Class 8 playing too much LOL and can't tell the difference between the game and reality?"

Another member of the team, Li Dalong, nodded and said with a serious expression: "Well, I think what you said is very reasonable, they are now drilling through the grass nine times out of ten, and they are likely to suddenly jump out of the grove on the other side and shout 'Long live Demacia* and rush over." ”

The crowd burst into laughter when they heard this.

"Shhhh Ding Yixiong picked up his thumb and pointed at Wang Ben, only to see that he was expressionless, his eyes were dull, as if he hadn't heard Ding Yixiong's Tao Kan, staring straight ahead, he was still in a state of brain failure.

Ding Yixiong and Li Dalong were talking and laughing for a while, and found that Wang Ben had been in a daze, so he noticed his abnormality, Li Dalong glanced at Wang Ben, and asked Ding Yixiong in a low voice: "Captain, what's wrong?"

Ding Yixiong turned his head and glanced at Wang Ben, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know." ”

At this time, the voice of the pottery note came over the radio: "This is the scholar, the first team, report your current situation, over." ”

Ding Yixiong saw that Wang Ben was still in a state of brain shutdown and did not come back to his senses, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, and said in his heart What kind of desertion are you doing at this time, helpless, as the deputy captain, he had to pick up his radio and say: "The first team reports, there is no abnormality, it's over." ”

"Scholar received, over. The voice of the pottery paper sounded a little confused.

Ding Yixiong and others are also wondering: What kind of moth is Class 8 doing?

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound from the other side, which sounded like a mixture of shouts and footsteps.

The expressions of everyone in the third squad changed, Ding Yixiong patted Wang Ben's shoulder vigorously, the latter was shocked, came back to his senses, and asked Ding Yixiong, "What's wrong?"

Ding Yixiong didn't answer, Wang Ben was a little strange, turned his head to look, and saw Ding Yixiong with a dumbfounded expression, as if he had seen something extremely weird, he raised his hand and pointed to the front, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't speak: "This ...... This ......"

Wang Ben looked up, only to see a lot of people emerging from the sparse grove at the foot of Taihang Mountain, rushing towards this side in great strides, they were wearing blue camouflage tactical suits, holding imitation QBZ95 laser launchers in their hands, and they were covered with modern combat equipment, and the actions they took were the combat methods of the last century - charge!

To a certain extent, the current scene is really similar to what Li Dalong just said, but the other party didn't shout "Long live Demacia", and it didn't look funny.

Everyone in the first squad was shocked, Wang Ben immediately picked up the radio, pressed the call button, and said loudly: "The people of the eighth and eighth classes are rushing over! Call the scholars! Call the scholars!"

In a monitoring room somewhere outside the playing field.

In the past, only the instructors of the two classes could watch the game in the monitoring room, but this time it was the finals, so all the instructors of the first grade came to the monitoring room to watch the game. Now, together with the host and judge Instructor Wu, they saw the scene of the eighth class of boys charging on the multimedia screen.

Instructor Fan was so shocked that his jaw almost fell to the ground, and he turned to Instructor Sun and Instructor Yang of Class 8 and asked, "This is the combat method of your class?"

The two instructors nodded.

Instructor Liu was a little calmer than Instructor Fan, but he was also very surprised in his heart, and asked rhetorically: "Every game is like this?"

The two instructors nodded again.

"Isn't it Lao Yang," Instructor Fan said loudly, "How could such a smart person as you allow the students of your class to carry out such a brainless combat operation?"

The two instructors smiled silently, and their faces were quite triumphant.

Instructor Liu thought about it more, if the eighth class has been using this combat method and can win the game within ten minutes, it means that this tactic must have its own uniqueness, and then look at the first class of Instructor Feng and Instructor Han, as well as the second class of Instructor Cao and Instructor Lu, the classes they led have all fought with the eighth class, and they are all wiped out in a very short period of time, and now they all have a solemn expression, obviously already know that it is powerful, so Instructor Liu did not dare to underestimate it, hearing Instructor Fan say this, he frowned and did not speak.

At this time, Instructor Wu interjected: "This combat method is specially created for Class 8, and," he paused, "only Class 8 can maximize its effect." ”

Instructor Liu showed a thoughtful expression, while Instructor Fan asked directly, "Old Wu, what do you mean by this?"

Instructor Wu looked at Instructor Fan and Instructor Liu, and saw that except for the instructors of the first, second, and eighth classes, everyone else was puzzled, so he explained in detail.

It turned out that the boys in Class 8 were able to take this charge precisely because the number of boys in their class was the largest in the whole grade, 34 of the 45 students in the class were boys, and most of the students in Class 8 entered the 84th Middle School through the high school entrance examination physical education points, which is commonly known as the "physical education class", and their physical strength is much stronger than that of ordinary students, and it is precisely because of this that they can create such an amazing momentum.

In the preliminary round, Instructor Wu announced the results of each game and would inform the number of people participating in the two classes, but that was the total number, and did not inform the number of boys and girls, so neither the calculating Tao Zhi nor the very good memory of Xie Qin did not expect this, not only them, but also the first and second classes that were the opponents of the eighth class did not expect it, often they worked hard to arrange the battle plan, and as a result, the eighth class ended the game with a collective charge.

So, it's not that Class 1 and Class 2 are too weak, it's that Class 8 is too strong.

The strong do not need tactics.

After Instructor Wu explained, the monitoring room instantly fell silent, and no one spoke for a while.

Instructor Liu stared at the screen for a while, raised his hand and pointed at a tall and strong inch-headed boy, and said to the two instructors of Class 8: "I found that the students in your class seem to be charging behind this person. ”

Instructor Yang nodded, the expression on his face was a spring breeze proud, and even his voice was a little fluttering: "This is the soul of our class, what do the children in the class call him......" He thought for a while, slapped his right fist on his left palm, and said with a smile, "By the way, it's 'Eight Powers a Year'." ”

"Oh, that's right. Instructor Liu also nodded, held his chin and said, "Speaking of which, there are also a few soul characters in our class." ”

Not to be outdone, Instructor Sun of Class 8 said, "What's so unusual! There are also several soul characters in our class!"

Instructor Liu smiled slightly, and instead of talking to Instructor Sun, he turned to the other side of the multimedia screen, looking at the pottery note that was thinking and Xie Qin with a solemn expression.

Children, now that Class 8 has been completed, Instructor Liu is holding his chin, how are you going to deal with it?

"Rush—"

As the distance narrowed, the third squad could already see the faces of those people under their helmets, only to see that their expressions were fanatical, and their mouths were hoarse and shouting the slogan of the charge, although there were only twenty or thirty people, but they created the impression of thousands of troops, and directly suppressed the third squad of the fourth squad in terms of momentum.

The voice of the pottery note sounded: "Scholar received, don't panic, tell me how many of them are first?"

Wang Ben took a deep breath and calmed down, he roughly estimated the number of the other party, and reported: "It should be the whole class of boys rushing over together!" He turned to his team members and ordered, "All of them are ready for battle!"

Everyone immediately began to act, picked up the launcher and set it on the top of the trench, aiming at the boys of Class 8 who rushed over. But they were still a little scared in their hearts, because the atmosphere created by those people made them feel as if they were in a real battlefield, and for a moment everyone was a little confused, not knowing which person to target, because everyone seemed to be very close to them.

On the radio, Tao asked "Is it a squad battle?"

"No!" Wang Ben looked at the boys of Class 8 who were getting closer and closer, only to feel a mountain of pressure on the top of his head, he had never encountered this situation, he couldn't help but raise his voice and say loudly, "It's rushing over!" I said," he said in an accentuated tone, "It's 'rushing over!' Rushing over, rushing straight over! Just like what the chief just said! The tactics they adopted were really 'fighting head-on!'"

Tao Jian said: "First squad, calm down!"

Under the heavy pressure, Wang Ben finally couldn't bear it anymore, waved his big hand, and shouted hoarsely: "Shoot! Shoot!"

Everyone immediately pulled the trigger, and they were so panicked that they had almost no idea of aiming.