Mysterious recovery: I, the guardian of the human race

Chapter 179: Into the front line, not favored

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Here is a ghost nest in this mountain.

The mission of their vanguard battalion today is to level the ghost nest and block the sneaks in the ghost nest.

Assist friendly forces in attacking and attacking other ghost nests and strongholds.

At this moment, the battalion commander stood in front of all the teams.

Pull out a spear:

"Brothers, this ghost nest is our goal. If we win here, I will invite everyone to drink. Do you have confidence?"

"Yes, yes..."

There were bursts of exclamations, resounding through the mountains and forests.

The battalion commander nodded happily:

"Okay, each class is dominated by small teams, kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the battalion officer pointed his gun.

In an instant, the surrounding teams were like a flood that burst a bank.

A swarm of bees rushed into the Grand Canyon.

Wang Long, the monitor of class 13, was not far behind and shouted:

"Class 1 and Class 2, rush for me!"

In an instant, a group of people moved forward and killed in a mighty manner.

Chu Yao waited among the crowd, but did not appear.

After all, to become a private soldier, one must obey orders.

In the Grand Canyon, the sneaks were also alarmed.

A roar of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooo" sounded.

Soon, groups of walking ghouls in white appeared.

Appeared limping.

With pale eyeballs and a ferocious roar, he rushed over.

"Aww..."

"Eat, eat them!"

"I want to drink blood."

"..."

Accompanied by a roar.

Sneaky swarms appear.

These sneaky levels are not high, only eight or nine levels, and more than ten levels higher.

If you fight alone, maybe the demon warriors will suffer.

But once they fight together.

A team of the frontline army, with an average level of ten, can fight against ghosts of level eighteen.

This is the effect and power of coordinated operations and mutual cooperation.

"Long-range strike team, open fire!"

Commanded by the battalion commander.

For a while, the long-range strike team standing in the back row began to attack.

Talents such as hot weapons, bows and arrows, throwing knives, and spears have appeared one after another.

Then a burst of spiritual energy erupted.

"Shoot!"

"Arrow!"

"Flying knife combo."

"..."

Many demon-suppressing warriors roared.

Long-range strike weapons, full play.

Facing the sneaky group, there was a fire cover.

Sneaky and wailing continued, causing heavy casualties.

"Melee squad, attack with all your might."

The battalion commander spoke again.

And as the melee squad, Class 13 is also in the team.

Also at the forefront.

Squad leader Wang Long shouted:

"Squads one and two, let me unleash my talent and go forward. Don't lose to other classes."

"My brothers in class 13, our class 12 will crush you to death this time."

"Hehehe, there are thirteen classes of forwards, and only the thirteenth class lags behind every time."

"Brothers in class 13, wait for the soup!"

"..."

There were many classes around, and they suddenly opened their mouths to mock.

This kind of ridicule is not malicious.

On the contrary, it also has a certain motivating effect, and it often appears in the army.

And the other classes did show a strong combat effectiveness.

Regardless of personal strength or team combat, it directly covered up the thirteenth class.

Every time the thirteenth class rushed forward, before they started to show their hands and feet, the sneaks around them were harvested.

Wang Lung stomped his feet in anger:

"Class 12, these sneaky things belong to us!"

"Fart, whoever kills you will be the loser. Your younger brother from class 13, just follow behind and make soy sauce."

"Hahaha, yes."

"..."

A sound of ridicule made Wang Long's face very ugly.

But suddenly, in the Grand Canyon, there were bursts of furtive neighing.

Sneaky appearances in large numbers.

Big mouth ghosts, zombie ghosts, blood skin ghosts, claw ghosts, etc.

There are too many, densely packed, let alone tens of thousands.

"Fuck, there are so many ghosts here."

"Squad leader!"

"Damn, don't be afraid, hold on!"

"Hold it all for me!"

"..."

Thirteen melee squads, one hundred and thirty people, all panicked.

Tens of thousands of sneaky groups attacked, this is no joke.

The battalion commander was also shouting:

"The whole army assaults, rush to me, block it. Kill them all!"

All squads attack in full force.

They rushed into the Grand Canyon.

And Sneaky, began full-scale melee combat.

The melee had just begun.

The thirteenth class, which has been lagging behind, finally has room to display under the command.

Because of class one, Chu Yao and the others are all newcomers.

When Wang Lung directed them, his speed was slower.

Taking into account Chu Yao and other recruits, after all, his command error may cause Chu Yao and others to be killed.

For safety, this has been ridiculed.

But how did he know how powerful Chu Yao was

"Brothers, you all stand behind me, and I stand in front.

Remember, don't be rash.

It's important to survive. "

Wang Long spoke seriously.

Then, he directed Chu Yao and others to stand up, and then started fighting.

The next moment, the sneaky group came.

It is densely packed, and they continue to kill suddenly.

Chu Yao just entered the barracks and is still getting used to it.

They are all listening to their superiors, so their personal abilities have not been brought into play at all.

He was naturally not happy to be placed behind again now.

To Wang Long said:

"Squad leader, I think, let me stand in front! I can lead the troops to victory."

Chu Yao spoke sincerely.

But Wang Lung had a sullen face:

"Stand up, you are a teenager, what do you know. This is a battlefield, and you will die if you rush into it."

Wang Long reprimanded him for really treating Chu Yao as an ordinary freshman from Demon Slayer University, completely unaware of how powerful Chu Yao is.

When the people in the next few classes heard this, they laughed while beheading the ghosts:

"Hahaha, Wang Long, are you a stupid soldier? A private soldier is so crazy?"

"It's good for young people to have blood. Five years ago, I thought I could become an admiral, but five years later, I'm a sergeant."

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"Stop beeping, these recruits don't know the cruelty of the battlefield at all."

"..."

What they said was reasonable, but they didn't know that the private in front of them was different from other privates.

"Brother Chu, why don't we kill it ourselves."

"That's right, with the strength of the three of us, squatting behind here is too aggrieved."

Fatty and Lao Wen were both uncomfortable.

Come to the front line to kill the enemy.

As a result, it was arranged at the end, and I could only pick up the leaks, which was too embarrassing.

It's not the same as they imagined.

Seeing the three complaining, Zuo Lie also said:

"You three college students, stop complaining.

Great eyesight, this is the battlefield.

will die.

The squad leader did this for your own good.

Let you first appreciate the cruelty of the battlefield.

Don't lose your life as soon as you go to the battlefield. "

Hearing this, the three of Chu Yao were speechless.

But at this moment, a group of long-tongued ghosts appeared.

"Aww!"

A long tongue struck, and the casualties of the soldiers in front doubled.

The wailing kept ringing.

Squad leader Wang Long fights in order to allow the two teams to use spiritual power reasonably.

At this moment, he said:

"The second class moves backwards, and the first class moves forward."

Hearing this, Chu Yao and others looked happy.

Finally, we can go to the front line.

"Brother Chu, did you hear that, it's time for us to go."

"Chu Yao, I want these people to know that the students of our Zhenmo University are not made of mud."

"..."

Soon, Class Two withdrew.

Chu Yao and others stepped forward.

Zuo Lie is still talking, you all follow me, don't rush in.

The surrounding classes are still mocking:

"Hahaha, the younger brother of class 13. It's only been a while, and a class can't stand it anymore."

However, when some of them.

When he saw Chu Yao passing by for a shift change.

The sarcastic words naturally stopped abruptly.

Each one showed a little surprise.

"That person, that person seems to have seen it somewhere?"