When Ling Yun and his team destroyed all the tanks and passed the bridgehead with overwhelming momentum, almost everyone present stood up.
"Impossible, impossible," a middle-aged man shouted loudly, "Where did they get so many modern weapons? This must be cheating."
"Major General Gerry, calm down, calm down," the person in charge, Michael, walked to the commentary stage, "I solemnly announce to everyone here that all the technology and information knowledge in "Fantasy World" are strictly confidential and absolutely do not exist. Any cheating,"
He turned around and smiled at Major General Gerry, "If Mr. Gerry doesn't believe it, you can send your men into this dungeon in two days to experience it for yourself."
Everyone present nodded in approval.
"I am the Deputy Minister of Defense of France, Mr. Michael, and I request to order 50,000 gaming rings," a paunchy man stood up.
"I am Lieutenant General Gerard of the United Kingdom. I request to order 80,000 game rings. If the effect is good, the order can be increased,"
"I want 10,000," said the Chinese defense minister standing next to him.
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The scene in the hall was a bit chaotic, so security had to be called to maintain order.
"Ahem, please contact the sales department to order game rings. This is not a matter of our technical department," Michael said apologetically.
Privately, the big bosses of major game manufacturers have long been confused about the difference between east, west and north.
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The battle continued, and Ling Yun and his team successfully passed the suspension bridge.
"Captain, our team lost one soldier and three were seriously injured," Naganev reported the battle situation to Ling Yun.
With the number of people and equipment of their team, they annihilated more than 100 enemy armored forces. This can definitely be regarded as a great victory in the entire Russian war history. At this moment, Ling Yun has become the military god in their hearts.
The closer to the arsenal, the more fierce the battle became.
There were corpses lined up everywhere in the corners of the walls, in the corridors, and beside the smelly ditches, so that the land for dozens of kilometers in radius turned blood red.
The arsenal was right in front of us, and a dozen enemy tanks were blocking the road in front of us. The firefight between the two sides was so intensive that if we tried to rush over, we would only become targets for both the enemy and ourselves.
The team lurked in a dilapidated office building, which turned out to be the headquarters of a famous Russian oil company.
Dozens of corpses were lying on the ground inside, and their blood was still warm. They were all killed by Ling Yun with a Nepali saber.
He wiped the blood from the knife on the sole of his shoe and said, "Sergeant, is there a safe way in here?"
"Yes, there is, but I don't know if there are any enemies guarding it."
"Where is it?" Ling Yun looked at the time anxiously. It was already less than an hour before the mission stipulated.
"There is an abandoned small factory in the front left. There is a very hidden drainage pipe there that leads to the arsenal. We can enter from there," Nagaev took out a military map and said.
"Okay, sergeant, lead the way," everyone in Ling Yun said with excitement written on their faces.
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Two Nazi soldiers leaned against the wall, lit cigarettes, and chatted. The never-ending war made them physically and mentally exhausted.
"Polly, how many years have you been in the army?" A soldier wrapped the cloth around his feet.
"Three years," another soldier said in a dull tone. He was fighting to the death all day long, and even the strongest man would become numb.
"Haha, my nephew is the same age as you. He goes to university in Berlin, majoring in military command..."
Bang, the wooden door beside the two men flew out, and then a saber plunged into Polly's chest, the technique was extremely clean and neat.
The other man hurriedly raised his gun, and Simon blew up the gun butt, causing a big hole in the helmet on the guy's head.
Ling Yun looked at Ximen Bubu in disbelief, and suddenly said: "Pervert,"
Ximen Chuipao scratched his scalp in embarrassment, "I have three strengths and two blood points,"
The bloody sharpshooter, everyone fell to the ground, "Hey, why don't you go train to be a warrior,"
The machines in the factory were covered with a thick layer of dust, and the surrounding air was filled with the smell of rubber and strong paint.
There were many messy footprints on the ground. Ling Yun carefully observed them a few times and initially determined that they were his own because the words "Russian Sixth Military Factory" were printed on the shoe prints.
"Follow me, we'll be there soon," Nagaev took a few steps forward, appearing to be familiar with the surrounding environment.
A piece of oil-stained canvas was lifted, and a hole in an underground pipe more than half a meter high appeared in front of everyone.
Sergeant Nagaev pointed inside, "You can go directly to the munitions..."
Poof, a large ball of blood suddenly bloomed from the head of a soldier next to him, and red and white brains sprayed all over the wall.
There is an enemy attack.
Everyone immediately found a bunker to hide and carefully guarded the surroundings.
Bang, there was another dull gunshot in the distance, and Ling Yun was shot in the shoulder.
,298, The intense pain tore at Ling Yun's brain, and he almost fainted.
Sniper, judging from the sound and direction just now, a terrifying name flashed in Ling Yun's mind.
The sound of the gunfire was not loud and dull. It seemed that the distance was very far. Only a sniper rifle could be so accurate and deal such horrific damage at such a distance.
"There are snipers, everyone, be careful,"
Ling Yun's words made everyone's pores suddenly shrink, and cold sweat could not stop breaking out.
I looked at the watch and saw that there were still 10 minutes left. Once the time was up, all the efforts would be almost wasted.
"Ximen Chuipao, listen up, we still have ten minutes, and we are running out of time." Ling Yun took out the last smoke bomb from his backpack, "I will cover, and the task will be left to you."
"Brother Death, I'll cover you and you go hand in the mission," Qi Chi said resolutely.
"That's enough, now is not the time to argue. Remember what I said at the beginning, follow the command in all actions," Ling Yun said, biting his lip.
As the ring of the smoke bomb was pulled up, red smoke spread, covering a ten-meter radius.
Right now, it's seven feet big.
Ru and others rushed towards the cave entrance without hesitation.
There was another dull gunshot, and the body of a Russian soldier fell next to Ling Yun.
Seven feet big.
After everyone entered the passage, the factory gradually became quiet, and only the sound of smoke bombs hissing on the ground was heard.
Ling Yun lay behind a cement pipe, slowly drinking the blood bottle and thinking about the sniper's position.
Ding, we successfully arrived at the arsenal. The first stage of the S-level dungeon mission was completed. The system evaluation was perfect. We gained 100,000 experience points and 200 reputation points.
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At the other end, the German officer Lieutenant Kilide was holding a sniper rifle steadily, looking very annoyed. What was that? It seemed that he had never seen a smoke bomb at all, damn red smoke, otherwise he would have been able to snipe again.
