The first thousand four hundred and eighty-two chapters lethal force
Listening to Yang Hao's words, not only Zhou Linhai, but also everyone else in the Black Kill Team's Dragon Hidden Squad had strange expressions on their faces, as if they had heard Zhou Linhai arrange for Yang Hao to become a scout.
Everyone knew before that it was Zhou Linhai who targeted Yang Hao and sent Yang Hao deep into dangerous areas. He obviously wanted to use werewolves to deal with Yang Hao. But then everyone thought about it. Zhou Linhai arranged for Qian Sen, who has the strength of the Dacheng Realm, to help Yang Hao. See
We went there with good intentions, but when we thought about it carefully, we couldn't help but have some strange thoughts in our hearts.
Qian Sen is a member of the Black Kill Team, and his strength is also at the Great Success Level. Zhou Linhai obviously does not want to sincerely help Yang Hao, so that Yang Hao is not in danger, so there is only one possibility left, that is, Zhou Linhai sends Qian Sen to help
Yang Hao also has bad intentions.
Thinking of this, everyone's mood couldn't help but become a little more subtle.
If Qian Sen is the person arranged by Zhou Linhai to kill Yang Hao, but now that Yang Hao is back and Qian Sen is dead, what will happen to this matter?
Yang Hao's strength should not be comparable to Qian Sen, but Qian Sen died in the hands of a werewolf. Yang Hao looked very embarrassed, but in fact, he didn't seem to have any injuries on his body.
Is it just that Yang Hao has better luck, or that he has rich experience in jungle fighting, or... there are some processes and stories that no one knows about?
Zhou Linhai was also filled with surprise. Qian Sen, who was more powerful, actually died, but Yang Hao survived, but he had no choice. He couldn't say that Yang Hao couldn't come back alive.
Zhou Linhai actually wanted to see Qian Sen's body and see how he died, but Yang Hao had already said that Qian Sen's body had fallen into the river and been washed away, so what else could he say?
Zhou Linhai was indeed targeting Yang Hao, but it must be within the scope of the rules. If it exceeded the rules, even if Yang Hao was killed, the consequences might not be something Zhou Linhai could bear.
The Yang family can tolerate struggles within the scope, because these are the rules of struggle. Whether it is the battlefield, officialdom or workplace, the struggle to abide by the rules of the game is omnipresent, but if it exceeds this rule, then they may also use the rules.
other means.
The Zhou family is one of the five great aristocratic families. It does have a high say in the level of practitioners. However, compared with the Yang family, which plays a decisive role in the Chinese military, it is still obviously inferior. They do not dare to go to war with the Yang family head-on, let alone
What's more, there are many cultivators who are unhappy with the Zhou family. They may not dare to do anything to them on weekdays, but if there is an opportunity to beat a drowned dog with a stick, they will obviously not let it go.
"Okay, Yang Hao, you did a good job. You were able to successfully kill so many werewolves this time. You have made great contributions. Keep up the good work. Well, are you okay?"
Yang Hao nodded and said: "No problem."
Zhou Linhai thought for a while and said: "Then I will assign you a partner..."
Yang Hao hesitated for a moment and said: "I think I can complete this work alone. Qian Sen was with me just now. If it weren't for his lack of experience and his whereabouts were exposed, he wouldn't have died. Let me do it alone this time."
Bar."
Zhou Linhai looked at Yang Hao and then at the surprised looks of the people around him. After thinking about it for a while, he agreed: "Okay, since you insist on being alone, then you can form a team alone and be careful."
Yang Hao nodded, packed his things, said hello to Lan Shasha and others, and disappeared into the jungle again.
Being alone in the jungle, Yang Hao felt much more at ease.
Zhou Linhai had arranged for Qian Sen to be with him before, and Yang Hao had an extra thought in his mind. It was simple. Zhou Linhai wished he could die, so why would he be so kind as to arrange for a Dacheng Realm master to protect him?
If you think about many things in reverse from the results, you will find that things will become extremely simple.
Since Zhou Linhai is unkind to him, then Qian Sen must have problems with him, and he must be sent by Zhou Linhai to deal with him or to harm him.
Yang Hao kept a close distance from Qian Sen along the way. Although he seemed unprepared, Yang Hao's nerves were actually always tense, especially when the two were very close.
When Yang Hao was lying on the river bank observing the werewolf, the situation around him was actually the same. Qian Sen deliberately stepped on the branches to attract the werewolf's attention, causing him to panic and escape before attacking him. However, Yang Hao, who was well prepared, killed him instantly.
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Yang Hao was not surprised that Qian Sen took action against him. A person's life in this world is nothing more than fame and fortune. The Zhou family must have promised Qian Sen a bargaining chip that he could not refuse.
Yang Hao entered the jungle alone, and no one was around to hinder him. Yang Hao became more relaxed. Although he might face the werewolf team alone, Yang Hao was confident that he could easily face the difficulties encountered, and Yang Hao was not strong enough.
Worse, as long as he was not really entangled by a large group of werewolves, Yang Hao believed that he would be able to escape.
This forest is quite large. Although there are many werewolves, they are all in teams. After Yang Hao and others killed a team of werewolves, they did not encounter other werewolves for a while, while the battles in other areas continued.
Continuously erupting.
Death, death, constant death...
Tragic and cold numbers kept appearing on the communicator. Although more werewolves died than practitioners, everyone felt the cruelty of war. No one knew whether they would be the next to fall.
Down.
Deep in the jungle, a large group of werewolves gathered in the woods. Each one of them was silent and silent. It looked like they were well-trained.
In the center of this large group of werewolves, there are several people who are watching around an instrument. On the device, red dots are flashing one by one, and groups of data are constantly being updated.
A man in his forties stood on this device with his hands behind his back, staring at the flashing red dots, thinking in silence, and this man was obviously Ander who escaped from Yang Hao's Long Yin Team.
Lev.
Next to this man, there was a man in his fifties, who was full of the aura of a decisive and decisive soldier. He frowned, stared at the screen, and said in a deep voice: "We have many casualties."
A cold light flashed in Andreev's eyes: "Although many of our people died, overall, we do not occupy a big disadvantage. We cannot expect to have a one-to-one battle loss with the Chinese cultivators..."
The man in his fifties frowned and said, "What should we do now? Are we just going to look at it like this?"
Andreev shook his head and pointed to a point on the map.
"There must be a team here, and this team is far away from other teams. They can't have time to support them. They charge towards this team at full speed, kill it, and then directly attack the opponent's back line of defense without stopping.
The other side’s base.”
"They were looking for our team, so we used most of the team to hold them back, concentrated our superior forces and directly captured their base, forcing them to surrender."
The man in his fifties frowned and said: "Because of the tacit understanding in the jungle, no one used weapons, but when we attack the base, we will definitely encounter the opponent using weapons..."
Andreev turned his head and said in a cold voice: "It is precisely because of this that the number of practitioners in their base will not be too many. We must let our people penetrate the opponent's defense line tonight and pass through.
In this forest, I launch a surprise attack on the opponent's base in the dark night. So what if they use weapons? Without enough practitioners, how can they stop us?"
After a pause, Andreev's eyes revealed a bit of red light: "If you want to win the war, how can it be without bloodshed? Only when we complete our goal can we be worthy of the sacrifice of our soldiers before."
The man in his fifties frowned and said: "Of course, war requires sacrifices, but you are doing this with a desperate plan. If the other side returns reinforcements quickly enough, we may be surrounded and cut by the other side, and we may not be able to achieve our goal by then.
the intended goal.”
Andreev said categorically: "So I have repeatedly emphasized speed. We must maintain a sufficient speed for the advance. Once we start to advance, other teams must also launch a full-scale attack to hold back the opponent's team or follow us into the battle line.
, otherwise if we continue to fight like this, we will definitely lose."
The man in his fifties saw that Andreev spoke so simply, and when he thought about it, the situation was indeed as he said. If this continues, the practitioners' front advance will get closer and closer to their base.
"Okay, just do as you say, victory will definitely belong to us!"
"Now I order all members of the Wolf Soul Brigade to prepare and set off, advance at full speed, defeat the enemy as quickly as possible when encountering them, cross this forest, attack their base tonight, and win the battlefield battle in one fell swoop."
More than a hundred werewolves suddenly stood up from the ground, their eyes glowing with blazing light.
"Must win!"
The man in his fifties waved his hand and said: "Let's go!"
More than a hundred werewolves directly transformed into werewolves, holding their weapons, like a group of roaring wolves, heading towards the point designated by Andreev.
Most of these more than a hundred werewolves have gray hair, which proves that they are not young and their strength is definitely not bad. Many of them are close to gray, and there are even many werewolves whose hair is close to white!
This is a brigade composed of the elites of the Northern Giant Bear Werewolf Group, with extremely terrifying fighting power.
Andreev also transformed and was about to move with the team. The man in his fifties took Andreev's hand and said worriedly: "Andreev, your fighting ability is not strong, so there is no need to follow
Go ahead, I will let Chaikov be the leader, and he will definitely be able to implement your ideas."
Andreev shook his head and said resolutely: "This team is an important force that determines our victory or defeat. I must follow it personally. I will personally defeat their team, defeat their base, and avenge our fallen warriors!"