The Song Xing battalion arrived at the predetermined location two hours ahead of schedule.

This is a large white rock beach by the river, with sparse vegetation and a wide view, so there are not too many hidden dangers. Before the Pyongchun Fortress was built, it was the end point of patrols in the southwest direction of the Primordial Sea. Passing teams will take a break in this safe area before turning back.

As a result, there are many traces of human beings left on the white rock beach, and there is even a small shack made of iron sheets, which stores a small amount of emergency medicine and weapons. When patrolling teams encounter danger in the field, they can get a small amount of supplies nearby.

Now, this white rock beach will be the starting point of Song Xing's camp.

The soldiers of the city defense sat on the ground, took out their rations and gnawed on them. This time, the combat rations were good, and each soldier was given a pound of newly made luncheon meat. A few large cauldrons are bubbling with water, and inside is Yeosuzhi mixed with vegetables, which tastes quite delicious. The soldiers took their cups and used them as they pleased, as long as they didn't worry about bursting their bellies.

The practitioners had their own supplies, but the difference was not too great, and many chose to sit and drink with the soldiers. The Marina's combat unit configuration is interesting, with the civilian captain acting as the commander and the cultivator in the role of the former commissar. It looks like a two-headed leader, but it works well.

Song Xing pouted, he was not very used to such an arrangement. In Huaishan City, and indeed in most human cities, the combat configuration is centered on cultivators, with other civilians as minions.

It's a bit like the knights in medieval Europe who fought wars. The powerful knight lord charged into battle, surrounded by a circle of peasants with pitchforks.

However, he did not plan to change his ways. When he first arrived, City Lord Yu arranged such an important combat mission for him, which reflected a kind of trust. It's a good start, but he'll have to get the job done.

Before coming, Guo Chang repeatedly told him to have a good relationship with the upper echelons of Binhai, and he himself did not want to bring the forty-nine brothers to be wronged. It is best to integrate into this group as soon as possible.

Slightly anxiously waiting, he lifted his watch for the third time, twenty seconds left before the scheduled time. The soldiers had already packed their cooking utensils and enjoyed the last quiet moments. Ye Cong and the other ten squadron leaders were the first to stand up and stared at him without saying a word.

"Action!"

Song Xing waved his hand and ordered, and the squadron leaders immediately led the team forward. Ten squadrons of 400 men pressed forward north along the river in a formation of three, three, four. A distance of about a kilometer was maintained between each squadron. This distance allows for mutual support at all times and ensures that the enemy is covered.

Song Xing nodded, the military quality of the coastal city defense army was quite excellent. In Huaishan, the soldiers only knew to crowd around the most powerful cultivators.

After more than ten minutes, the teams left the confines of White Rock Beach one after another. Ye Cong's squadron was in front, and there was a dense forest blocking the way. He pondered for a moment, causing the two squads in the middle of his command to fall behind slightly, and the other two squads detoured from both sides of the dense forest.

Soon after he stepped into the dense forest with the middle group, there was a fishy stench in the air. After a while, with the harsh grinding sound of chirping, six rat demons the size of domestic pigs rushed out with red eyes.

Humans have invaded their territory, much to their anger.

The dozen or so soldiers in front raised the divine light sword in their hands in a panic, ready to activate the light wheel. The rat demons themselves are not too difficult to deal with, but the tricky thing is that they will spew poisonous mist. Flamethrowers can burn this poisonous mist, and each squadron is equipped with two. But to use it in the jungle is tantamount to suicide.

It would be a problem to let the rat demon spew poisonous mist, so the soldiers reacted quickly and planned to kill them first.

"Wait a minute, don't waste ammo!" Ye Cong roared.

The disadvantage of the Divine Light Sword is that it only has a capacity of three shots, and it has to be basked in the sun for five days when it is used up. This operation will take at least two days, and no one knows how many situations will be encountered in the future. If you can save it, you can save it.

"The tip of their nose hasn't turned red, they're all low-level rat demons, and they can't breathe poisonous mist. Ye Cong faced this kind of monster several times in the coastal city defense battle, and knew their characteristics well, "Brothers, feed them bullets!"

At this time, there were already four impatient rat demons raising their claws and rushing towards the soldiers in front, and if they were approached by such nimble monsters, their claws would quickly disembowel ordinary soldiers.

The cultivators accompanying Ye Cong's squadron pinched the ice trick with some concern, but quickly waved their hands and dispersed. Because morale was high, the soldiers moved in an orderly manner.

Half of the squad at the front put away the lightsaber, took off the automatic rifle and quickly gathered the fire. The steel needle-like fur of the rat demon can greatly reduce the power of the bullet, but it is far from the level of damage immunity of the demon shield.

In the dense gunfire of da, the charge of the four-headed rat demon carried a slip of blood. The largest one fell ten meters from the line of fire. Its head was broken in half, and it fell to the ground, its limbs convulsing spasmodically.

A soldier impatiently drew his sword up, and instead of activating the light wheel, he stabbed it hard to end its struggle. It's a pity that there are no materials worth collecting on the rat demon, and the meat is also very smelly, and it is completely a pile of garbage.

The two-headed rat demon that was left behind saw that the situation was not good, and turned around and fled. But the other two teams, already outflanked in place, blocked their way. The rat demon had no will to fight, so it could only scurry around the encirclement, being hit by bullets and letting out a terrible roar.

"Leave a nest behind. Ye Cong ordered.

The soldiers quickly carried out the order, and one rat demon was killed on the spot, and the other was taken out of the leg.

The team on the right made a gap, and the already desperate rat demon swooped out.

This is not to open the net, but most of the city defense troops have experience in fighting rat demons. These scumbags dig holes, and there are usually young pups. The goal of this purge is to eliminate the enemy and not leave any troubles.

Two nimble soldiers hung behind the fleeing rat demon not far away, and Ye Cong commanded a team to line up in formation and slowly catch up. The rat demon has no intelligence, but it also knows that great disaster is coming. Its escape route is tricky, like using the dense forest to shake off the pursuit from behind.

But the two spearheads were extraordinary, jumping down and down in the woods and mountains, without giving them the slightest chance. This dexterous figure made Song Xing a little surprised, and approached Ye Cong and asked, "Are they cultivators?"

"No, they were trained in Tianyu's martial arts hall. In the command, Ye Cong did not express excessive respect to Song Xing, "This is a traditional martial art. ”

"Yu Tianyu ......" Song Xing was a little silent when he thought of this battalion captain who was the same as himself.