"How is the situation now? Has the biochemical ghost army broken through our defense line?" Deng Yuhao led the Ye Rose team members to the front line without stopping, and before he even had time to breathe, he caught the front line commander and asked.

Facing the angry Deng Yuhao and Ye Meigui team and others, the front line commander, a strong middle-aged man in his forties, his cheeks were covered with vicissitudes of life. At this moment, he was leaning against a wall, smoking a cheap cigarette, his eyes covered with bloodshot and sadness, and he couldn't help but sigh when he heard the questions of Deng Yuhao and others.

"The situation is not optimistic..." The middle-aged man exhaled a smoke ring, his face full of sorrow. His troops had been fighting fiercely with the enemy in this small area for a day and night. With the loss of the outer defense line, his pressure was getting greater and greater, and he had not had a normal rest for several nights.

"However, please rest assured. I am ordered by the Golden Clothing King to stick to this place. I will rely on the terrain advantage as much as possible to effectively kill the enemy. If you really have people, the position is there! And it is too dangerous here. I think everyone is fine and tender. You should go back early, otherwise your life will be here..." The middle-aged man looked down at Deng Yuhao and others, and said lightly. It is obvious that he regarded Deng Yuhao and the members of the Ye Rose group as those who rely on relationships. At this moment, he came to the front line not to help him eliminate the biochemical ghost, but to supervise himself.

The middle-aged man said to himself: "I don't understand what Lord Jinyi Xiao Wang is thinking, but he actually sent these little babies to the front line. Look, they may not even have killed anyone!" Then, he shook his head with regret...

When everyone heard the middle-aged man's words, their faces changed. Look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to say for a moment, oh, he treats us as baby soldiers, and has a relationship? Yuan Maohuai frowned and slapped his mouth, and was unhappy on the spot. Just as he was about to refute, a scream sounded from behind: "Commander Tan Biao, it's not good. The western defense line was forcibly torn a hole by the vanguard of the biochemical ghost. More and more biochemical ghosts and rebels are rushing towards us with that hole!" A soldier with blood staggered toward Tan Biao and said in horror.

"What? What do they do for food? This allows those biochemical people to break through the defense line for me?" Tan Biao heard this,

He couldn't help but feel shocked and threw the cigarette that had not been sucked to the ground, constantly scolding his subordinates for being a group of useless wastes!

"Do you have any extra troops to support me quickly? Damn, can you afford the consequences of letting the biochemical ghost army break through the defense line?" Tan Biao was anxious and angry, paced back and forth anxiously, not as calm as before, calm and composed!

"No, Commander Tan, our reserve force was exhausted yesterday. Now the troops on each defense line can only be barely enough, and I really can't draw out the extra force!" The soldier said in a trembling voice, his eyes full of helplessness. What can I do? I am also very desperate!

"What about the large army that the headquarters agreed to support? Didn't I report to Lord Jinyi Xiao Wang yesterday that the situation was urgent and needed sufficient troops to provide reinforcements?" Tan Biao became more and more angry as he thought about it. He directly used his strength and punched him hard on the solid wall in front of him.

With a "click", the huge force actually caused a crack to shook the wall.

"Damn... Is there no way?" Tan Biao turned his head and looked at the front position. It seemed that the torrent of scarlet ground was vaguely rushing left and right on his position, while his soldiers were wailing in pain under their claws...

"Well... this... haven't people sent to reinforce the headquarters?" The young soldier said stammeringly, his eyes kept glancing towards Deng Yuhao and others, and he still muttered in his heart that they were the reinforcements sent by the headquarters? Commander and Fighter, are you too tired these days?

"They? They are just a group of dolls..." Before the word "Soldier" could be said, Tan Biao suddenly felt a huge force attacking him. Without hesitation, he hurriedly dodged to the left and fell on the ground in a mess...

"Commander Tan, are you okay..." Seeing that Tan Biao was so embarrassed by this blow, the soldier couldn't help but run over to support his figure. He was a middle-aged man in his forties. What was he talking about when he fell so embarrassedly!

"Does go..." Tan Biao angrily threw away the soldier's outstretched arm, turned his head and glared at Deng Yuhao, looking at Deng Yuhao's cold smile. If nothing unexpected happens, the blow just now was made by the young man with a smell of dry milk in front of him.

"You're looking for death, miss you

When Grandpa Tan went to fight to kill the enemy and made meritorious for the poker, you didn't know where to feed..." Tan Biao became more and more angry as he thought about it. He shouted angrily, then pulled out his waist knife, rushed towards Deng Yuhao with his teeth and claws.

"Haha, it's up to you? You haven't seen us in person since we came here, and we have tolerated you for a long time..." Deng Yuhao sneered, and his true energy was directly circulating, not taking the other party seriously at all. Tan Biao was just an ancient warrior in the late stage of the yellow level. He had not even refined his true energy. How could he be his opponent?

Immediately, my hands clenched into fists with my hands, and a light yellow halo kept flashing on my fists, emitting a dazzling light, reflecting on Deng Yuhao's cold face.

"Tongbei Fist!" Deng Yuhao shouted, using his most skilled mid-grade martial arts Tongbei Fist. His fist cut through the air, like a dragon flying out, bombarding Tan Biao's waist knife heavily.

"Ancient Martial Artist?" Tan Biao was shocked. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him had broken through the shackles, refined his true energy, and entered the ranks of real ancient martial artists. But why is he so young? Is this the so-called talent?

Tan Biao couldn't let him think more. He only felt his waist knife trembling at the moment when it hit him. Then he cracked and the huge force shook him out...

"Ahem..." Tan Biao struggled to get up from a ruin. Logically speaking, this fierce attack should have been eliminated, but he was just a little skin trauma and was not seriously injured. When he was confused, he heard a strong male voice coming from the top of his head: "I have shown mercy on the attack just now and did not seriously hurt your body. Now that poker is facing life and death, your life should not die under my fist. Remember, look smarter next time..." Deng Yuhao said lightly, then turned around and left, calling on the members of Ye Meigui's team to go toward the hole torn by the biochemical ghost. They must block this gap there again, even if it is their own life!

"Remember, my name is, the leader of the Thirteenth Special Service Team - Deng Yuhao!" Deng Yuhao's voice came slowly from afar, echoing in the silent front line command post, alarming the sound of birds singing!
Chapter completed!