Yun Zhenxiong raised his eyebrows, with a cold look in his eyes, and said calmly: "Why, General Hong Long thinks the same way?"
"Hahaha, I'll talk about it later if I don't have any ideas, but I can see a lively and vigorous energy."
Hong Yuanhang smiled, his voice suddenly changed, and he said: "It's just a little reckless, and it is inevitably inconsistent with the content of this battle."
"Is there any discrepancy? Could it be that the battle format of the Battle for the Mist has been fixed, so why have I never heard any notification?" Yun Zhenxiong looked at the majestic Shang Nan troops in the light screen with a pale expression.
"General Yunlong is joking."
Hong Yuanhang chuckled and said, "We are not three-year-old children. It seems that the casualty rate in the battles in the Jiangnan Theater is high every year. There is a certain reason."
Yun Zhenxiong narrowed his eyes and finally glanced to his side.
Hong Yuanhang looked ahead quietly, seemingly unaware of anything.
"Then please wait and see, General Hong Long."
"What I wish for."
The tit-for-tat conversation between the two bosses made everyone else frightened.
This is clearly a fight between gods and mortals suffering.
Just as Hong Yuanhang finished speaking, the other two one-star dragon generals finally stopped keeping silent.
"Ten Great Qin Scholars."
"Where is this strong army?"
The two voices came one after the other, and the two dragon generals looked calmly at the same time.
One of them had a deep claw mark at the corner of his eye, and he looked extremely ferocious, but when paired with his eyes as calm as the sea, the whole person's aura became extraordinarily calm.
His name is Pan Dongyun, and he belongs to the Nanyang War Zone and is adjacent to the Jiangnan War Zone. His relationship with the people in the Jiangnan War Zone can't be said to be good, but it can't be said to be bad either.
I didn’t deliberately find fault, because no one could remain indifferent after seeing ten Great Qin Shi mechas.
Another dragon general named Ning Zhonghe is affiliated with the Yungu War Zone and is stationed on the southwest front all year round. He is an expert in mountain warfare and jungle warfare.
His facial contours were much softer than Pan Dongyun's, but his words at this moment were extremely serious.
The two of them are different from Hong Yuanhang.
The Pingtung Theater to which Hong Yuanhang belongs is in direct competition with the Jiangnan Theater to which Yun Zhenxiong belongs.
Both sides strive to establish their own say in the East China Sea and southeastern coastal areas.
As the saying goes, a child who cries gets milk.
But when it comes to the Yanhuang Army, it means that children who can be beaten will have milk to drink.
Under normal circumstances, Pan Dongyun and Ning Zhonghe would naturally not want to get involved in the dispute between the Jiangnan Theater and the Pingtung Theater.
Only now, they must ask questions.
Pan Dongyun narrowed his eyes, even the claw marks at the corners of his eyes seemed a little silent, and he looked at Yun Zhenxiong.
"The Jiangnan War Zone seized 50 Daqinshi units in a fierce competition this year, and today they handed over 10 of them directly to a team."
"Can you tell me which base you are an elite member of?"
"Our Nanyang Theater has only won 40 Daqinshi units this month. In addition to the 10 units allocated to various research institutes, the remaining 30 units are not enough to be distributed by various bases in our region."
Pan Dongyun is telling the truth.
It is natural to doubt the strength of this team or the relationship behind it.
Ning Zhonghe seemed to be waiting for Yun Zhenxiong's reply.
For a moment, all the forces in the field, headed by four people, looked at the light curtain at the same time.
The focus of attention is clearly the Shang Nan people.
However, just when the four dragon generals in the Hongshan Island command room had just reached a certain tacit understanding and the huge command room had just calmed down.
The fierce team in the picture suddenly stopped.
Inside and outside the video, there was an eerie silence at the same time.
"Ah."
"Um?"
"Stopped?"
Hong Yuanhang, Pan Dongyun, Ning Zhong and the three dragon generals made different reactions at the same time.
Among them, only Hong Yuanhang had a look of indifference on his face.
"Slow and steady. Although it is not outstanding, it is still quite satisfactory. It's just a pity for these ten great Qin warriors."
Hearing the meaningful words beside him, Yun Zhenxiong lowered his eyelids and remained motionless.
If he hadn't seen the scene where Lu Ze clashed with Junshui Base on the school field, if he hadn't clearly known Lu Ze's age, and if he hadn't had that keen intuition that can be called the sixth sense, he might have shown dissatisfaction.
But now, since he is standing here.
Now that the team has set off.
As the supreme commander, he naturally has to endorse every member.
These are his soldiers, Yun Zhenxiong!
The angle of the light curtain was slightly adjusted, from a horizontal view to a higher horizontal wide angle.
This is the co-pilot of a heavy transport aircraft adjusting his perspective.
The screen zooms in.
Everyone finally saw the reason why the marching team stopped.
At the front of the team, a figure quietly raised his right hand.
Use the palm of your hand as a command, and all followers will stop.
That gray camouflage is so incompatible with the surrounding scene.
In the observation group of more than twenty people, everyone's pupils shrank.
The leader was actually wearing the most ordinary field uniform, neither wearing a battle armor nor controlling a constructed mecha.
confidence?
Trust me?
Although there was only one figure from behind, anger arose in the hearts of these twenty people at the same time.
Major military affairs are nothing to play with.
In the midst of sullen anger, the figure in the picture tilted his head slightly, as if he was saying something.
"Can you play the sound of this team?" Pan Dongyun asked, the claw marks at the corners of his eyes beating with the muscles.
"It has not yet left the coverage of the transport aircraft signal source and can be collected." the correspondent replied.
"Let it out." Yun Zhenxiong said coldly.
"yes!"
…
After a brief rustling sound, a clear voice came.
Calm and casual.
This was the first feeling when I heard that voice.
Then the owner of this voice seemed to be very young.
"Ten o'clock."
"Eleven o'clock."
"Twelve o'clock."
What's going on?
The correspondents looked at each other, looking at their own dragon general with some uncertainty.
"a little."
"Two o'clock."
That young voice was still methodical, unhurried and unhurried.
Some people frowned. Are they reading the time according to the quartz dial?
"Get ready for shotgun grenades."
The staff officers in the command room were stunned.
The people in the observation group were also stunned.
"Is he not crazy?"
Finally someone roared out.
This is the fog, the northern sea shrouded in fog and filled with strange beasts.
No one knows whether there are tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of creatures hidden here.
No one knows which of these creatures are
To those foggy beasts, humans like ourselves are the intruders.
All the teams entering were cautious, fearing that some unknown creatures might suddenly appear.
Therefore, in the event of a battle, cold weapons have higher priority than hot weapons, and ordinary hot weapons have higher priority than heavy hot weapons.
But what do they see now?
The leader of the Shangnan base actually wanted to fire shotgun grenades into the fog.
If it weren't for the military rank displayed here, I would have screamed out loud.
"I want to ruin the entire team!"
Finally one of the observers couldn't help shouting.
"Do you know what the secret to success is?"
A gentle voice sounded almost seamlessly. It seemed to be answering the observer and seemed to be talking to himself. Everyone was stunned.
After a second, everyone confirmed that the sound came from the light curtain.
…
"What is it?" Cui Zhao turned around subconsciously.
"Learn to manage your time."
The voice fell.
The ground shook, and powerful air waves spread out.
The roar of the shotgun howitzer echoed throughout the screen, and the shells dragged long white waves into the distance.
Looking at the figure standing indifferently.
You can hear the drop of a needle in the headquarters.
