Cui Zhao's words came from the bottom of his heart. At this moment, he really didn't care about life and death.
If you think about it carefully, there are probably not many people in this world who have richer and more bizarre experiences than him.
If you think about it this way, it's really not a loss.
Lu Ze turned around and looked at Cui Zhao's grinning face. A smile appeared on his lips as well, "Colonel Cui, the future will be grander than you imagine, so in order not to leave any regrets, we should all live well.
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Cui Zhao was stunned for a moment, then he laughed dumbly and shook his head helplessly, "You are making so many crooked arguments, but I can't refute it."
"Okay, after all, I, Cui Zhao, am also a person who values my life."
Cui Zhao thought it was funny and couldn't help laughing.
Below, the Crystal Snapping Turtle [Fortress], which was swimming respectfully, quietly moved its small eyes, and happened to catch Lu Ze's faint gaze.
Bastion was shocked, his neck became obviously stiff, and he quickly looked away and continued paddling.
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When Lu Ze lit up the flag on the other side of the battlefield map, Shangnan Base disappeared from the three-dimensional battlefield map of Hongshan Island again.
The think tank and staff, while analyzing the whereabouts of the people in Shang Nan, began to broadcast encrypted information regularly in the hope of getting a response.
"Under normal circumstances, there is a delay of about three hours for the ultra-long-distance fog flag to transmit information."
"We have adjusted the beam range and can reduce the delay to two hours at the fastest."
The combat staff gave a more accurate data.
"Send strategic instructions to the four nearby areas, conduct route convergence and pressure, and respond to the possible arrival of Shang Nan's team at any time."
The deputy staff officer continued to pass on orders, and at the same time glanced at Yun Zhenxiong inquiringly, only to find that General Yunlong was squinting his eyes at this moment, showing no reaction at all.
"General Yunlong?"
"You can just arrange the orders normally."
Yun Zhenxiong gave a reply and did not add any other suggestions.
The deputy staff officer nodded and continued to command.
Yun Zhenxiong's face was calm, but there was always a strange feeling lingering in his heart.
He stared at the tactical map.
After a long time, he suddenly whispered to himself, "I can't guess what you are thinking."
"Lord General Long?" the adjutant beside him asked softly.
"It doesn't matter."
Yun Zhenxiong waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to worry.
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Unlike Hongshan Island, the command tower of an aircraft carrier 690 kilometers away from the Beihai Sea is also filled with people in military uniforms.
The flag on the device clearly shows their identity, Neon Country!
"Surprise attack on the landing point, completely lost contact!"
The blue area that was advancing with great success came to an abrupt end.
Then from the outside to the inside, the color gradually becomes lighter.
This group of people watched in amazement as the originally brightest area on the map returned to darkness, and a huge sense of absurdity arose in their hearts.
"Who purchased these flags!" Colonel Seto's voice was low, and everyone around him shuddered.
"Reporting to Your Excellency, Colonel, it is our department and the Arms Department who are purchasing the goods."
"Bastard!" Colonel Seto turned around and slapped the officer hard, sending the officer flying away.
"The armaments for the battle for the mist actually malfunctioned. You caused us to lose the opportunity to admire the heroic figures of Yagyu Tenkei and Harayama Nobuo for the first time!"
"You prevent the glory of our Yamato nation's heroes from shining all the time."
"You are the sinner of this war!"
Matsumoto was stunned for a long time. He was full of excitement and wanted to explain, but the facts were merciless and made him lower his head in shame, "Hai!"
"Take it down."
When Matsumoto was suppressed by members of the law enforcement team for a long time, Colonel Seto Kazuo's face was full of horror.
"This is our battle of surprise attack, and it is also the battle of resurgence of our Ninth Fleet."
"Whoever delays the fight will be punished by Matsumoto's fate, do you understand?" Kazuo Seto's voice was majestic.
"Hai!"
All the officers responded in unison.
"Colonel Seto, shall we try to establish contact with the international mercenary group?"
"Asshole, we are soldiers! We are glorious neon soldiers, and you actually made such a stupid suggestion."
"I'm sorry!" The officer who proposed the solution quickly bowed ninety degrees and apologized.
"Activate the warship and approach the target area 50 kilometers away."
"Be on guard."
On the deck of the aircraft carrier, standard carrier-based flying ships parked side by side, and construct pilots wearing samurai armor passed by in groups.
This is an unquestionably strong army, but their defense targets are not from countries on the other side of the ocean, but to deal with the deep-sea monsters that are everywhere in the Pacific.
The scope of activities of the Ninth Fleet in the next year will depend on this fog battle.
In the face of a formidable enemy, the game among humans is ultimately constrained, and it is the current consensus of all major forces that conflicts be limited to cutting-edge combat forces.
Until this moment, no one in the aircraft carrier command headquarters thought there would be any problems with their surprise attack route. After all, an hour ago, their progress was unexpectedly smooth.
But at this moment, the most exciting surprise attack route signal was interrupted, which made the commanders of this battleship furious.
Therefore, the mobilization on the battleships became more and more frequent for a while.
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The troops at Nanyuan Base are currently traveling in a rugged mountainous area.
"Team Xu, 2 kilometers away in a straight line, is the next flag station." an officer reported.
Xu Xiushu nodded, tightened the alloy spear in his hand, "Everything is as usual, everyone pays 120% attention."
"Mountain areas are our advantageous areas, and we must make full use of the terrain advantages."
Everyone responded and continued moving forward.
After climbing over a ridge, Xu Xiushu stopped and glanced sideways at the misty distance.
The trip to Nanyuan Base went extremely smoothly, and the expected time was saved by 40%. Therefore, the trend of moving forward in several major areas in the original plan has not really taken shape.
The only thing he is worried about now is Shangnan Base.
For him, Shang Nan Commander Yang Baijia was both a teacher and a friend. However, Xu Xiu Shu was usually not good at words and rarely showed his true feelings. Very few people knew the secret behind this.
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Now he is at the critical point of the signal's acceptance range. If he marches forward again, he will completely cut off the connection with Shangnan Base.
Xu Xiushu closed his eyes and said nothing. When the adjutant beside him finally couldn't help but want to ask, he finally said: "The marching route has been adjusted, deviating 13 degrees to the right."
"Yes." Although he didn't understand Xu Xiushu's true thoughts, it was a soldier's bounden duty to obey orders.
Soon, the Nanyuan tribe began to move forward according to the changed route.
If viewed from a high altitude, it is not difficult to see that after this change, coupled with the vertical separation of mountains, the march route of Nanyuan Base presents an obvious right arc.
Xu Xiushu has his own considerations.
This is his last chance for Shangnan Base.
Without affecting the final direction of the target, slightly change the route, which will cut to the front of the normal route in Area 5 in half a day.
Although Shangnan Base selected a large number of Daqinshi mechas from the arsenal.
But the overall strength is still far behind those strong bases.
In his opinion, Lu Ze chose area 7 where the frontal pressure is extremely huge.
Regardless of whether the other party asks for help or not, the only thing he can do to help Shangnan Base now is to deal with some subsequent enemies.
Assisting each other in offense and defense, he admired the energetic Lu Ze from the bottom of his heart.
Naturally, Xu Xiushu didn't know that because of his unintentional move, he missed the encounter with an uninvited team.
The well-equipped Sin Domain mercenary group is advancing rapidly along the foot of the mountain.
After walking diagonally through the valley, the handsome blond Joe, the nominal commander of the Sin Domain Mercenary Group, frowned and glanced at his wrist.
The activated three-dimensional light curtain continuously adjusts its direction at the fingertips.
"Why did these damn Xia soldiers suddenly become cunning?"
"First, they surrounded and attacked us frantically, and then when we were about to intercept them, they disappeared without a trace."
Although the content of the sentence is extremely dangerous, looking at the momentum of the Sin Domain mercenary group and the mental outlook of each person at this moment, there is no expression of frustration at all.
Instead, there was a faint bloodthirsty look on the faces of these Sin Domain warriors.
"King Kong, your toy is gone."
Joe shrugged and turned his head boringly.
The Ranger Mecha he controlled jumped and slid extremely fast, but the black Voltron, wearing only a nano-suit, only ran with two legs staggered, and he didn't miss a beat at all.
The top of King Kong's head is bright, and the muscles all over his body also reflect an obsidian-like luster.
He smiled innocently as he ran forward, "It doesn't matter."
"Our extra money is gone too." Joe said somewhat unhappily.
King Kong blinked, his face still had that innocent child-like smile, and he didn't seem to care.
But the warriors in the Sin Realm kept a vague distance from King Kong.
This is the guy who just tore apart a mercenary team from Nanhan.
The sniper rifle hit King Kong's skin, except for a few sparks, leaving not even a shallow white mark.
Thinking of the tragic situation in which the muscles and tissues of those Southern Cold warriors were torn to pieces before they died, these Sin Domain warriors all trembled.
King Kong, with its astonishing defensive power, is absolutely invincible in this land.
"Do you need to replenish the repair agent?" Qiao asked kindly, looking at King Kong's unchanging expression and breathless appearance.
"I'm about to get rid of the shackles of the restorative agent." King Kong turned his head and smiled, showing his white teeth, which were in sharp contrast with his dark skin.
"When you go back, I'm afraid you will be under the inspection sight of the deputy captain of the Sin Domain."
Qiao sighed with emotion, then smiled and said: "If I were half as strong as you, I would accept the injection experiment."
King Kong grinned, showing his white front teeth, and continued to smile.
"So since you can't do it, then make enough money for retirement as soon as possible, and then immigrate to Mars comfortably." Qiao blew a whistle, turned around and shouted to the Sin Domain soldiers who followed behind: "You didn't eat today.
Are you full? Or did you use up all your strength on the woman’s belly a few days ago?”
"Run, run!"
"Amazing wealth beckons us."
It has to be said that although Qiao's personal force is not as good as King Kong's, his ability to confuse people is far superior to everyone else. In just a few words, he once again mobilized the team's militant mood.
"We are in the deep fog area. Whether it is the Yanhuang Army, the mercenary group, or those beautiful fog babies, they are endless wealth."
"GO~GO!"
"We are the realm of sin, we bring sin..."
Rhythmic singing sounded at the foot of the mountain.
When the team passed through a dense forest, six or seven streams of cold air suddenly flew towards them in the shape of arc-shaped moon blades.
Joe narrowed his eyes and raised the special heavy shotgun in his hand.
Beautiful and sharp gun-drawing skills.
Fire blooms!
boom!
The bombardment range of this heavy shotgun just stops these curved moon blades.
Of course, it was not completely blocked, but the air wave generated by the explosion deflected the subsequent air blade belts and landed on both sides.
An excited smile appeared on Qiao's handsome fair cheeks.
"Thank God for bringing light to the lost. Let me see who is blocking the realm of sin?"
At the end of the line of sight, a muscular man with short hair wearing a white combat uniform fell from mid-air and kicked down a big tree before he even hit the ground.
The giant tree, as thick as an arm, was shot like a sharp arrow.
Qiao's eyes widened, and he whistled with an exaggerated expression.
"It's another warrior from the Southern Han Kingdom. This time he seems to be a bit more powerful."
There was a roar of laughter from behind.
King Kong raised his eyelids, looked at the giant tree that was stabbed seriously, and took a step forward, bringing up the strong wind.
King Kong did not dodge or even raise his arms, just standing in front of Qiao like an iron tower.
The huge tree instantly hit King Kong's chest.
If that giant tree, which weighs more than ten tons, hits an ordinary person, it will be crushed into mince in an instant.
However, when it landed in front of King Kong, it vibrated like a bell.
A cloud of smoke suddenly appeared.
King Kong stood peacefully where he was.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I am Jin Zhongche, here to avenge my junior brother."
The warrior, who was wearing a Taekwondo-like uniform, was barefoot and landed heavily on the ground.
Open your arms widely, stagger your legs forward and backward, keep your upper body straight, and interlock your arms, with your muscles rising like marble.
"Jin Zhong Che? I seem to have heard of it."
A sickly smile appeared in Qiao's blue eyes. He licked the corners of his mouth, reached out and slowly pushed away King Kong who was blocking him, put the heavy shotgun back behind him, and wiped himself with both hands.
Flowing blonde hair.
"I have seen your [Jiying Kick Technique] video. You are a very famous figure in Southern Han Country."
"It's just Director Jin, this is a battlefield, not a children's martial arts gym."
A sickly flush appeared on Qiao Yingjun's cheeks, and he pulled out a pair of crackling thunder sticks with both hands.
"Unfortunately, your junior brother was torn apart by King Kong."
"I am a very merciful person, and I will let you reunite with him in heaven."
Smiling ferociously, Qiao intertwined his hands into a phantom.
The Ranger mecha he controlled actually launched the attack first.
King Kong stood there with his arms folded, indifferent, seemingly not worried about Qiao at all.
Jin Zhongche's face, full of flesh and blood, was filled with hysterical hatred at this moment.
Lift your right leg high, with your foot facing the sky.
Then it crashed down.
——Jiying Kick Technique.
Single whip kick!
The momentum is strong and sinking.
Jin Zhongche reached the 8-star peak early.
This fight for the fog, in addition to fighting for Nanhan, also has the idea of personal fame.
Who would have thought that before he became famous, his junior brother would already be dead.
In his opinion, if the swarthy bald giant had not participated in the battle, he would have been able to win against Joe, whose aura was not very strong.
