When the whistle was blowing, Zhou Zhigan stood in the trench. Several of his company commanders climbed out of the trench with their men and advanced forward under the cover of smoke bombs and ruins.

When the members of the trench left almost the same, Zhou Zhigan handed the broken battle flag to the child who looked thin and small. This was the indigenous soldier who had just added to his company today. Seeing that his bone age was only twelve years old, he asked, saying that he was a bit of a mixed-race of elves, fifteen years old, and he was the eldest son of the family. His stepmother also had a younger brother of the same age as him, but he still participated in the battle as the eldest son of the family. It is said that his stepmother had specially begged the gods to hope that he could go home alive.

It's just that she doesn't want her children to join the army, so she has a high-sounding reason.

"This is my company flag. In front of him is purgatory. Mamimi, come and protect it." Zhou Zhigan looked at the child in front of him, named Mamimi, without a surname, and was an illegitimate child. He was said to be fifteen years old, but the mixed elf and the environment where he could not eat enough made him look very thin, with dark skin very rough, and there were some obvious scars on his arms. Half of his left ear was bitten by something, which all interpreted the difficulty of life from the side.

After going to the battlefield, everyone knew that the place ahead was a desperate place. The child carried a rifle longer than him and held the battle flag given to him by Zhou Zhigan in both hands. He was about to cry. In the New Eden army, he means that the entire army will never retreat in battle. In order to ensure that the battle flag is not seized, the army will be able to leave one person as a seed and enjoy the power to avoid war.

"Don't cry, this is a little bit of our wish for you. Happy birthday." Zhou Zhigan patted the little thing on the head: "Take good care of yourself and wait for us to come back."

Zhou Zhigan also has his own younger brothers and sisters, and this little guy is very sensible, more sensible than his younger brother and younger sister. Zhou Zhigan doesn't want him to go to the battlefield because when he sees him, he will think of his younger brother.

It’s just that my younger brother lives well, not as pitiful as he looks.

"We are going to set off, Your Excellency." Luo Bing said, pointing to the supervisory team not far away.

Zhou Zhigan finally rubbed the little guy's head, and then walked to the commander of the supervision team: "Sorry, are you going to go with us?"

"Then there is no need." The commander of the Supervisor is a crown lord, wearing a chest plate armor that protects the chest ribs. It seems that its soul stone should be on the chest.

So Zhou Zhigan took Luo Bing out of the trench, and gunshots were heard in front of him. Zhou Zhigan turned his head and looked at Mamimi in the trench, and found that the boy was staring at him tightly.

After smiling, Zhou Zhigan put his helmet on his head and lowered his body to walk forward.

"Commander Zhou, the Eastern Continental people have an L-shaped defense line in front. If we want to rush hard, we will be subject to fire from both sides. If we go around the head of the L-shaped, we should be more likely to attack, but the scout confirmed that there is also a line of defense there." The commander said to Zhou Zhigan.

"Collect all the smoke bombs and create a smoke belt. We rushed over directly, don't give the supervisory team a reason to shoot." After Zhou Zhigan said that, he knelt on one knee to the corner of the ruins and carefully poked out half of his head: "A very standard L-shaped defense line, our smoke belt is opened at the lower part of the L-shaped defense line, rushed in from there, and then expanded to both sides, telling us that the infantry regiment following us must advance from the place where we broke through."

"I understand, the commander, take this order and tell the infantry regiment that follows us!" The commander called a half-year-old boy: "Go and convey my order, and then follow the commander to lead him." After that, the commander handed his order to the boy.

"Sir, do you... don't understand what you say? Get out of here. If you miss the opportunity to fight, you will not be enough to die in ten."

After driving the boy away, the commander turned his head and looked at Zhou Zhi with a shy smile: "It's true, I always want to protect these children."

"How much can you protect? This is a damn world." After Zhou Zhigan said that, he took the smoke can handed over by the commander: "Drop bomb!"

The scattered smoke cans caused continuous smoke. They pulled down the goggles on the helmet and carried the mask wet with the kettle. Zhou Zhigan stuck the bayonet into the bayonet seat, and the commander beside him had already blew the charge whistle.

Zhou Zhigan rushed out of the smoke. People from the East Mainland were shooting at the smoke. The sound of bullets roaring everywhere. From time to time, screams and sounds of falling from behind were heard. Zhou Zhigan rushed through the smoke with his gun and met the people from the East Mainland who launched a counter-charge. Zhou Zhigan, who was holding the gun, pulled the rifle, and the bullet passed through the short man's neck and fell to the ground.

Then Zhou Zhigan and his comrades around him collided with the counter-storm-storm-coaching queue in the East Continent, stabbed the bayonet into the human chest. While letting go, Zhou Zhigan grabbed the musket that stabbed him with his left hand and led it to the crooked position. The revolver pulled out of his waist with his right hand against the human chest and pulled the trigger.

While he was wailing and falling to the ground, Zhou Zhigan raised the revolver in his hand and pulled the trigger at the halfling who was fighting with a half-boy.

Then he turned around and looked at the trench close at hand, pulling out the engineer pickaxe used to dig the trench from behind, and smashing a dwarf's helmet with it, who was about to pull the bayonet out of the victim's chest.

"Kill the opponent and rush into the trenches! Don't stay outside and get beaten!" After saying that, Zhou Zhigan jumped into the trenches. He kicked away the grassland elf rushing over with an engineer pickaxe, then pulled the trigger at the dwarf behind him, and shot him to death before he pulled the trigger of the shotgun in his hand.

Luo Bing also jumped in at this time, holding a frozen grassland elf in her hand: "Let's rush over there?"

"We are on the south side of the team, rushing south!" Zhou Zhigan said, and picked up the shotgun with his feet and threw it to Luo Bing: "Use this! The bullet is on the dwarf."

After saying that, the revolver pointed the big cat that kicked his comrades into the trench and pulled the trigger. The latter screamed, then rushed towards Zhou Zhigan with a roar, hitting the last shot left in the five bullet nest on the big cat's abdomen. Zhou Zhigan grabbed the engineer pickaxe with both hands and smashed it into the big cat's shoulder with force, but the latter was still not dead. He punched Zhou Zhigan with a peach blossom on his face, and his nosebleed and his teeth fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Then the gunshot sounded, and the big cat was shot in the back and fell into the trench with convulsions.

"Your Excellency, are you okay?" Luo Bing held the shotgun in his left hand. She squatted beside the dwarf's corpse, pulling out the shotgun from the bullet belt that was slanted around his chest and starting to load it. She asked.

"I feel like my head is almost broken. Fortunately, he is seriously injured, otherwise I would definitely die of that punch." Zhou Zhigan struggled to sit in the trench while covering his face. The revolver that had been shot was at his feet. He picked it up, took out the bullet nest diagonally, loaded the bullets and then matched it: "My God, I see you are two now, Luo Bing."

"Then you made a profit, yourselves." Luo Bing's voice was full of smiles.

You're so stupid, I'm going to die if I have a baby like you. Two, I'm really an old birthday boy. Isn't it a long life?

Zhou Zhigan, who stood up, held the trench wall and looked down at the big cat. Its very ordinary equipment. The lack of war patterns means that he is not a member of the clan war group. This means that he is very likely a lower-class soldier. This is not a lower-class soldier in the federal troops, but means that his combat ability is not enough to become a real warrior, so he can only be a member of the war group of other races.

Even such a low-ranking big cat can kill more than a dozen people in the melee. If Zhou Zhigan hadn't been lucky, then the high-ranking investigator would be the next victim.

"Let's go!" I felt a little better, so I helped up the team that jumped into the trench: "Go north!"

"You are going south!" Luo Bing said and looked at Zhou Zhigan: "Do you really don't need treatment?!"
Chapter completed!