Xiao Zuosheng, the third ladder sequence of the 'War Framework' group, the 21st regiment, human hunters, the outer periphery of the town of Orsh.¤,

The young human hunter poked his head out and looked at the undead front in the distance, then immediately shrank his head back. The captain of the squadron where his team was located was just so stunning that he was knocked down by the undead hunter on the opposite side. The lead shot in the center of his forehead shot into the hole and most of the missing back of his head told everyone that there was a guy with very accurate marksmanship on the opposite side.

"It is very likely that it was the first time that the player hunters on the undead camp were in the first open era. Now they have been converted into data ai. The gunshots of these guys have a stable bonus of the undead shell, which is so accurate that it is scary." A priest beside Xiao Zuosheng was leaning down the slope. He was holding a scepter in his hand, and took the helmet from Xiao Zuosheng's hand. The priest placed the helmet on the scepter and then slowly raised it to the slope.

After a few seconds, the priest sighed: "I bet that the guy opposite must be a guy with infrared vision of the undead. Whether he has a head under his helmet can be seen at a glance."

"Okay, Hill, come here with your pet." The priest shouted to the hunter on the other side.

"Can you stop letting my pet die every time, okay?" The hunter, known as Hill, quickly touched him. The man was dressed in a geeky suit, holding a long-barrel musket in his hand, and a hunting dog was surrounded by him.

"Sorry, Hill, you are the only hunter I know." The priest threw his helmet into the hunter's arms: "Besides, your hunting dog is so ugly."

"...I hate you, Mike." The hunter said this, put his helmet on the head of his hunting dog, then directed the hunting dog to squat and come to the ditch, and slowly raised his head... The gunshot came as promised. Xiao Zuosheng watched the helmet fly up with his own eyes, and the unlucky hunting dog tilted his head without saying a word.

"A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear?" The hunter secretly looked at the undead line in the distance from the other side while selling his pet's head. When the pet was shot, he lowered his head and looked at everyone and said.

"How to say it?" the priest asked first.

"The good news is that I saw the gun flame, and the bastard was on a mound behind the front." The Hunter replied.

"What about bad news?" Xiao Zuosheng asked.

"That bastard is at least four hundred yards away from us." After the hunter said that, he lay down on the ground: "How can I hit this? I have no problem with the goal of 270 yards, but he is at least four hundred yards away from us. Can this kind of medieval musket really hit so far?"

Xiao Zuosheng took out the mirror in his arms, lifted it to the slope, looked at the hill in the mirror, and then a lead bullet passed through the center of the mirror, knocking the small mirror worth twenty gold coins in Xiao Zuosheng's hand into pieces. "Damn it! This little mirror is a luxury for selling twenty golds in the grassland elves!" Xiao Zuosheng hurriedly swept away the fragments of the mirror on his body, and cursed with gritting his teeth.

"Unlucky guy, what should we do now? The squadron captain dies with his eyes open. Our team captain dies early again. Do we have to listen to those stupid guys?" It is rare for the soldiers who have always been the audience to complain at this time. His words made everyone under the slope look at me and I look at you.

"Is there any way?" asked a mage near Xiao Zuosheng.

Another mage sighed: "Our squadron's mission is to follow the team to enter the Orsh side. Now we have been squatting in this place for almost ten minutes. Last time, we blocked here for half an hour when we hit the town. After we hit the town, we were hung up by the undead street fighting expert commander. This time, this time, we open the week, I think we will repeat the previous mistakes."

"After all, I still don't want to be the first to rush. I'm drunk too. Isn't it just a death?" The druid in the team cursed, but his remarks immediately attracted rebuttal. Xiao Zuosheng looked at him: "Don't talk about others, there are smart people on both sides of this slope, including you and me."

"Okay, Lao Xiao, what should we do now? If we continue to squat like this, this time Zhou Kai. Our group's experience has to be soaked in water again." The hunter looked at Xiao Zuosheng: "You are the deputy captain of our team. Now the team captain and the squadron captain are dead. Let's listen to you. If you think our charge can lead everyone on the entire line to follow us, I will follow you."

"We..." Xiao Zuosheng didn't know how to choose. Everyone wanted to live until after the war to get extra experience, but as a veteran, Xiao Zuosheng understood that there was no way to die in war. Death and pain have always been the main theme on the battlefield. The players... can only say that the young people in the group disappointed Xiao Zuosheng too much. In Xiao Zuosheng's eyes, these young people were not as reliable as the young people of Xiao Zuosheng's generation in the Second Human-Embry War. You should know that back then, Xiao Zuosheng, as a reserve, was recruited to become an armored assault soldier. The new regiment where they were located went to the ground to eliminate the remains of the insect nest, saying that they wanted to let the rookies see blood... I thought too much. As Xiao Zuosheng, who had seen death and bleeding, it was not scary to take these young people to die. What was scary is that they died, but they died meaningless.

But if no one stood up and the whole group squatted down the slope for thirty minutes again, I am afraid that the whole group would really lose its cohesion.

"Mike, Hill, you called the captain and commander of our regiment who were still alive, and said I had something to talk to them." Xiao Zuosheng finally decided to do something. Soon, more than twenty surviving captains and three other squadron captains were called over.

"Where is the regiment commander." Xiao Zuosheng found that the regiment commander, who was also a veteran like him, did not appear.

"I was killed by the hunting soldiers on the opposite side." The captain of the first squadron replied.

"... Let's talk about it for a long story. The 21st regiment is the fifth new opening-up era. Speaking of which, the regiment is full of rookies. Apart from me and the leader of the group, there are not even a veteran. They are not as good as the elite regiments of the first sequence of our regiment and other battle groups. But I think this is not the reason for us to squat on the slope and stare blankly." Xiao Zuosheng looked at the young people in front of him. After hearing this, the captain of the seventh squadron nodded: "Old Xiao, you are a veteran who has participated in the war. You are better than us who only sit in the well and watch the sky in Quanzhen training cabin. Now the regiment commander is dead. What do you think we should do."

"We must rush over. If we cannot even break through the periphery, we will not be able to put enough pressure on the undead in the town, and will put more pressure on friendly forces in other directions." Faced with the invitation of the two squadron captains to recommend themselves to be temporary regiment commanders, Xiao Zuosheng finally chose to accept: "And we had already squatted for half an hour when the last week was opened. Do you know what the players of the Orsh side call our regiment?"

"King of Squats." The captain of another squadron replied with a wry smile.

"So, we must rush out this time..." Speaking of this, Xiao Zuosheng looked at the crowd: "Please go back and reorganize the team, tell all the players who can move, and put the holy water tank and the silver grenade in the musket, and put the holy water tank and silver grenade at the waist to take the hand position, so that the guy with the best gunshots can take a fireworks marking gun to mark the opponent's hunters and crossbows. The communicator acts with them. Is there any other problem?"

"What are you doing?" asked a team leader.

"...I will take the lead in charge. I am dead. The position of acting leader is handed over to the captain of the first squadron." After Xiao Zuosheng said that, he looked at the captain of the first squadron.

The captain of the first squadron was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a serious expression: "I am dead, and the position of acting leader is handed over to the captain of the seventh squadron."

The captain of the 7th Squadron looked around, then nodded vigorously: "I am dead, and the position of acting leader will be automatically transferred to the captain of the team who rushed to the front."

It seemed that this was the first time the team captains saw this scene. Everyone was watching each other, and Xiao Zuosheng clapped his hands: "Okay, everyone, now you go back and get ready. One minute later, listen to the whistle and start attacking."

Seeing everyone go, Xiao Zuosheng looked at the team members who surrounded him: "I'm sorry, everyone, it was me who led you to death. Many of you will not be able to gain additional experience."

"...Old Xiao, our lives will not become incomplete because we cannot eat extra experience. On the contrary, after hearing what you said, I think today and what my ancestors said in their diary would be a good day to die generously." A small Tyrman smiled at Xiao Zuosheng and said, "Commander, I am glorious to be able to act with you."

"Yes, Commander, let's follow you." Everyone replied.

"Okay, put the bayonet and prepare what you should prepare. Also, don't forget to put the silver seepage dagger in your best position. If you are pressed by a ghoul or a ghoul, remember to pierce their heart in their left chest with the silver seepage dagger. The silver seepage dagger will cause them to be hit hard, and that is the only chance you can die and live."

"Commander, I have contacted a combat boat team. They said they could provide me with ground support!" The correspondent shouted, Xiao Zuosheng turned around and saw a grassland elf, who should be a mixed-race child.

"Good job, little guy, follow Hill, his marksmanship is the best here, Mike! Ranji! Marol! You are responsible for covering Hill and this little guy." Xiao Zuosheng shouted.

"No problem, I like to be a nanny the most." The pastor nodded.

"Very good, boys! Get a bayonet!" While Xiao Zuosheng was pulling out the bayonet from the bayonet bag at his waist and putting it on the bayonet seat below the muzzle, Xiao Zuosheng, as a veteran, suddenly began to miss the electromagnetic rifle he once had, which had a retractable bayonet, which was countless times better than this medieval musket.

Putting the whistle to his mouth, Xiao Zuosheng looked at the pocket watch in his hand. When he finished walking in a minute, he was the first to rush up the earth slope, and then blew the whistle in his mouth. The next second, the players of the 21st group of players on the front shouted and rushed up the earth slope.

What slogan should I shout? Xiao Zhusheng, who was charging quickly, thought of him when he vomited his whistle.

Then someone came up with an idea for him.

“Its a good daydie!”
Chapter completed!