Chapter 536 Nightmare Memories (two in one chapter)
Regarding the German stick team, those core members who have grown up with an unknown amount of resources are very difficult to fight in battle.
It's not just AT, Zhui Feng, and Ye Yu who think so.
To be precise, it should be that since the two sides formally fought in the fortress with limited space, all the melee personnel of the Central Continent team who rushed in had an unusually unified thought in their minds after the battle.
Indeed! These guys have too many life-saving equipment and skills.
There are so many that in the eyes of poor people like the Central Continent Team, it is almost a bit of luxury.
In addition, the core members of the German stick team are actually composed of fat men. The consequences of their weight will indeed have a great impact on their speed and agility.
But in the current narrow terrain, the impact of their disadvantage is actually not too big.
On the contrary, the advantages of physical strength, defense, and strength brought by the huge weight have been put into good use; therefore, such a situation has caused great trouble to everyone in the Central Continent team during the battle.
The only thing that can be fortunate is that there are many people in the Central Continent team and there are also many strong bloodline warriors.
The legendary tactic of 'Don't talk about the rules of the world with these demons, let's all fight together' can be arranged and implemented.
Specifically, let the dwarves, tauren, orcs, who are relatively tough bloodline warriors, first entangle the core warriors of the opponent.
The other personnel will first work together to deal with the remaining ordinary bloodline experts, and even ordinary members who don't even have bloodline.
After waiting for the end, naturally we will work together to kill the strongest opponents.
During the whole process, except for the fact that I had to withstand a few hard blows from the opponent in a short period of time and was almost beaten to a pulp, everything else went very smoothly...
There was a loud sound of ‘dong~’.
Jason, the fake foreigner with junior tauren bloodline, lowered his head and bent over. Like a bull with red eyes, this guy pushed his forehead with all his strength.
In the blink of an eye, there was a violent collision with the left fist of a strong man with German dwarf blood.
Even after using the tauren bloodline, Jason asked himself how hard the Tianling Cap was, and it had already been strengthened to a considerable extent.
And at this time, he was also wearing a reinforced helmet that looked like a soldier's M1.
As for the so-called reinforced helmets, these M1 helmets are made of better alloy materials in the modern plane. Although they are slightly lighter than those of the soldiers, they are also stronger.
But even so, after knocking his opponent's left arm up high and causing his whole body to stumble, the poor fake foreign devil felt a sharp pain in his body and his whole body was spinning.
In the next few seconds, the fight could no longer continue.
But he doesn't have to worry that during this period, the powerful opponent in front of him will seize the opportunity and take him away in a wave, because his teammate's translator will step up in time.
"Old J, are you okay?" The translator asked with concern as he stepped forward.
Mainly because of the blow Jason received on his head just now, which made him feel very painful just looking at it.
Jason's answer to this was extremely simple and clear. He opened his mouth and answered clearly: "Uh~"
In the manner in which the above conversation was carried out, the translator turned sideways flexibly, and with his right hand grabbed the left hand and wrist of the opponent who had just fought with Jason and had difficulty moving due to paralysis in a short period of time.
The translator shouted loudly in his mouth, and then forcefully pulled the other person's wrist outward.
Suddenly, in front of him was a fat man with a scorpion tattoo on his forehead, and the hole under his ribs on his left arm was revealed.
Without any hesitation, the translator punched with all his strength with his left fist, hitting the exposed hole under the opponent's ribs; it was regarded as a move of traditional Chinese martial arts, the "pulling arrow hammer" move in Hong Quan.
The clear 'click' sound after the hit, as well as the pain on the opponent's face, showed that the punch broke at least two of his ribs and caused a considerable impact on the internal organs.
At the same time, the fat man instinctively clamped his left arm, which seemed to have been beaten to pieces in a short time.
Upon seeing this, the translator was filled with indescribable joy.
Damn it! After being weak in several missions in a row, his "Basic Body Refining Technique" has been added up. At least after several years of training, his ability is finally no worse than that of the strong bloodline in the team, right?
At least it is no worse than some ordinary bloodlines in enhancing combat effectiveness.
And if I continue to practice, bro, I can continue to become stronger. Then you guys will know how wise this choice was.
Unfortunately, the translator seemed to be happy too early.
Because although the opponent's left arm was temporarily disabled, his right arm was still able to move.
He endured the severe pain in many parts of his body and fought back. After a muffled sound of '咚~', the translator, like Jason before, also received a punch on the head.
Without even looking, the translator knew that the M1 helmet on his head had been deformed by a hammer just from the loud "clang~" sound of metal twisting.
Similarly, under the intense dizziness in his head, he had a strong nausea and vomiting reaction, and for a while he could not even make subsequent moves to get out of the way.
I finally understood how Jason reacted after being punched before.
However, without waiting for his opponent to give him another punch, he had successfully killed a member of the German stick team who could only be regarded as an ordinary werewolf bloodline, not even a core member.
Already waving the big hammer from the Bolan team in his hand, the big hammer captured last time stepped forward to support him.
It was with just one hammer blow that the right knee of this German stickman, who must have been a dwarf, was shattered into powdery fractures.
With a scream of earth-shaking pain in his mouth, this strong man from the German stick team, who had already gone through 9 missions and was trained with a lot of resources, knelt down on one knee.
At this time, Jason had regained his composure.
Finally, there was a chance to pull out a Browning M1911 pistol from the holster on his waist and shoot a bullet into the opponent's open mouth.
Facts have proved that the inside of the mouth of a person with strong bloodline is also very fragile.
Because after the gunshot, Jason and the others looked at their powerful opponent who had even been punched through the back of the head, with an expression of intense aggrieved by the shameless tactics of the Central Continent team, and fell to the ground.
At the first moment, Jason yelled crazily:
"What the hell! In order to beat this grandson to death, I was definitely hit with a severe concussion; so I have to be the first to pick out one of his trophies."
Of course, even while shouting like this.
Jason, the translator, Po Luo and the other three people did not forget to turn around and rush towards another battle group not far away.
In that position, Xu Feng, who was wielding a big axe, was fighting with a round shield in his left hand and a short sword in his right hand. They were considered strong men of the German stick team equipped by the ancient Roman infantry soldiers. The two sides were in a fierce battle.
To be honest! That is to say, Xu Feng has now entered a state of madness and adopted a life-threatening tactic.
The opponent who obviously didn't want to trade his life for his serious injury had to be a little scrupulous in the battle, otherwise Xu Feng would have been defeated by now.
Then, precisely because of the madness of the berserker, this German stick member felt a little helpless.
He heard the sound of his teammates screaming and falling to the ground after being shot; instinctively, he glanced in that direction, and then blurted out a sentence in German.
The main reason was that he saw three bloodline warriors coming to kill him.
If he included the madman-like Berserker in front of him, he would have to face four bloodline warriors.
Damn it! In comparison, it is true that he has better equipment, more fighting skills, and is more professional, but in this kind of close combat, if you ask yourself, you can definitely defeat the other opponent.
If it's a two-on-one situation, it can only be said that some people who don't want to fight hope to win.
But being caught in a four-on-one situation, he was very sure that he would be dead if he didn't run away.
In desperation, he said in his native language: "Gentlemen, don't be impulsive. In fact, we can talk about it. The team battle does not need to end with a fight to the death."
"Old J, what did this grandson say? Is he going to surrender?"
When he rushed forward, in response to what his opponent shouted, Poluo asked such a question.
By the way! Jason knew a rudimentary level of German, and even thinking that the other party would not surrender, he answered smoothly: "This grandson said that we are shameless, and if four of us hit him one, he is scolding us."
"Good guy, you still dare to curse? Beat this turtle to death."
Because after several consecutive missions, Poluo, the big brother who became more emotionally unrestrained, yelled such a sentence, then rushed wildly with a big hammer covered in blood and bones.
Go up.
Facing this scene, their opponents almost cried.
He knew that the other party could not understand his German, but the problem was that as a farmer in Bavaria, he also did not speak English.
I never thought about wasting precious system points on such an aspect.
By this time, after he had clearly realized the importance of knowing another foreign language, everything seemed to be a little too late...
At the same time, in another fortress next door, Bai Xiang was beating each other with the core members of a German stick team with an excited expression on his face.
Even at this moment, a large amount of blood was pouring out from the mouths and noses of both her and her opponent.
It is an instinctive reaction of the body after the organs have been severely impacted.
But this was the first time that after encountering such a brute-force opponent, Bai Xiang, a violent woman, was already in high spirits; the only thought in her mind was to hammer her to death, to knock her opponent over with a hammer to death.
Similarly, after participating in so many missions, Hu Biaoshang encountered such a capable opponent for the first time and had to fall into a difficult and hard battle.
But in general, due to the favorable situation on the battlefield, one side is still tilting towards the Central Continent team.
Putting it this way, it seems that the way the Zhongzhou Team currently operates is more advanced.
*****
Without any tricks, the calf of Gadrul Lain's right leg collided with Hu Biao's right leg as if it were a piece of iron.
In the past, these two fighters were mainly fierce guys, fighting like iron.
After their legs were separated, both of them staggered backwards due to the instantaneous pain in their right legs after they landed on the ground.
It can be said that in this exchange, neither of them took advantage.
The difference is that Gardru Laing only took two steps back, but Hu Biao took three steps back in a row.
In comparison, Hu Biao, who took an extra step back, was not superior in terms of bloodline strength.
Although Gadrul Lain's lion-man bloodline is considered one of the top branches of the orc bloodline, Hu Biao's wolverine bloodline is still a hidden bloodline that cannot be directly exchanged.
So when it comes to bloodline power, Hu Biao is actually stronger.
The key is that both of them are commanders, and the other commander, Gadrul Lain, is much better equipped.
There was even a piece of protective equipment on the shins of both legs. Hu Biao still couldn't figure out what grade of equipment it was.
He knew that when he kicked this thing, he really made it so that during the training, he broke countless wooden stakes and smashed many sandbags, which made his calf so painful.
As a result, now, even after Hu Biao's explosion, his pain sensation has been significantly reduced, but he can still feel severe pain all over his body.
God knows! How many bones have been broken in the body, and how many internal organs have been damaged by the impact.
However, since everyone was also a commander, the idea that he must not be a coward made Hu Biao fight to the death like crazy.
What Hu Biao didn't know was that Gadrul Lain, the opponent's powerful commander, was far less calm than he appeared on the outside.
First, after seeing the familiar Wolverine bloodline, he instinctively felt fear.
In fact, there are considerable errors in the information about Team Maozi; for Gadru Laing, this is already his 13th time participating in system missions.
Otherwise, there is no way to accumulate so many skills and equipment bit by bit.
It was precisely because of this that the weak German stick team he led at that time participated in the super team battle against the previous Zhongzhou team.
In that team battle, the captain of Zhongzhou, who had evolved into the advanced form of Wolverine, left a huge impression on him with his terrifying combat power.
One team after another, the famous experts join forces to fight against each other.
They are often torn apart by those sharp claws within a short period of time; ordinary bloodline warriors can be killed as easily as killing chickens.
Among them were some of the strongest members of their German stick team at the time.
The result? It took almost a while after rushing up, but several people died one after another.
Gadrul Laing relied on the cover of one of his subordinates to survive that battle; but the huge psychological shadow was buried at that moment.
Therefore, when he saw the bloodline of a junior Wolverine like Hu Biao, with only bone blades on his arms, he still understood one thing: if the new commander of the Central Continent Team grows up, many people will be like him.
Serious trouble.
The problem is, because of all the troubles that occurred during the last time many teams joined forces.
Even some teams whose commanders were a little shady were directly tricked into destroying the team.
Even if this new Wolverine and the Central Continent team grow up again, it will probably be difficult for other teams to unite.
Of course, the gap between today's Central Continent Team and the previous Central Continent Team's strength is staggering.
Whether you can successfully grow up in the difficult tasks of the system is still not certain.
Therefore, what Gadrul Lain needs to consider now is whether they should give up the first phase of the mission, stop their losses in time, and start to retreat.
You must know that some of the newcomers to the German stick team this time are now in a safe position behind under the leadership of a few formal members; and trucks are prepared, so they can retreat quickly at any time.
In this way, even if 5 people are eliminated, there is still hope for the German stick team?
The only problem is that you may be randomly detected in the system's erasure, so you need to take a risk.
But according to Gadru Laing, after going through so many missions, and knowing more about the system, the chance of knowing this is actually not high.
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At the same time, Yolton, who is also considered the absolute core member of the team, even after the power of the ogre's blood broke out.
But because he was attacked by several people and suffered too many knives and blows to vital parts, there were dense wounds all over his body.
As a result, the speed is getting slower and slower, and it is estimated that it will lose soon.
More importantly, one or two minutes have passed now.
In the two forts on the left and right, none of the other team members came to support them.
Gardru Laing, the commander of the German stick team, knew that there was no way to complete the first phase of their mission; a decisive withdrawal was the best option.
For this reason, this guy made quick calculations in his mind.