It is definitely not a happy thing to be Tang Chou's experimental specimen.
"Slow, your speed is too slow! Didn't you eat? Shouldn't this be your specialty? So slow, you are all a group of old men?"
"Take it! Take it! Are you going to die so quickly? Timing, you have to know the timing, that woman with red hair, as the chief general, can't even grasp the timing, are you an idiot?"
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Aya tightly clutched the hilt of the sword in her hand, wishing to tear this lunatic into pieces. Around her, the others dared not speak out. These people had been tortured to death, but no one dared to fight back.
Because Xie Yu'an was leading the Swift Corps, and they were watching from the sidelines. A few guys who didn't cooperate had already been dragged out and beaten up, and they were still hanging on the wooden pole, dying.
The Pink Skull guys are a group of old fritters, very good at playing around the wind. Surrounded by a group of heavily armed regular soldiers, how dare they move? The first batch of weapons and equipment has been transported from Xu Ji, and the Swift Corps has changed their shotguns and their morale is high.
The Swift Corps looked at the Pink Skull mercenaries, who were tortured to death by Mr. Tang Chou, feeling secretly refreshed. Thinking of when they were tossed, these guys watched with enthusiasm, and now that Feng Shui took turns, they were all full of interest and became more and more energetic.
The task Master Tang Chou gave them was to suppress them, and they wished they could have a few more disobedient ones. Unexpectedly, the Pink Skulls are all very thieves. Seeing this sign, all of them are actually very stubborn, gritting their teeth and struggling.
The Pink Skulls can see the situation clearly, anyway, they are going to suffer, and they can benefit from suffering under Lord Tang Chou. If it fell into the hands of those gloating Swifts, the beatings would be in vain.
Even the hot-tempered Aya didn't dare to confront Mr. Tang Chou at this time.
This lunatic's request is too perverted!
She never thought that the most skillful coordination of Pink Skull could play new tricks in the hands of this lunatic. It's just that this lunatic's requirements are outrageously high.
asshole! Does this guy think they're a bunch of machines
The coordination error between each other should not be higher than one-tenth of a second. There are also extremely strict regulations on the position, distance, and forward speed. Even a slight error will inevitably cause this lunatic to roar.
Aya never imagined that one day, their familiar fighting methods would change beyond recognition.
What made her vomit blood even more was that the other party was using them as test subjects.
"Oh, there is an error in my calculation in this place, and it has not yet reached the optimal level."
"This place is my design mistake, do it again, this time we are like this..."
"This place has a parameter that needs to be retested. Each group will come 20 times first..."
"Again!"
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However, if there is one sentence that Aya would think is the most unreasonable, it must be - "I can make mistakes in design, but you can't be lazy."
When Tang Chou said these words confidently, everyone was shocked. Not only Pink Skull, but also Xie Yu'an and Swift Corps on the side were shocked by Tang Chou's shamelessness and rascality.
people under the roof...
The Swift Corps, who had been gloating on the sidelines, also lost their mood to watch the excitement at this time. They began to sympathize with the Pink Skulls, especially thinking that such a lunatic and perverted subordinate would be there in the future. Thinking about it, people feel that life is gloomy.
This world is so dark.
Regarding the matter of the barracks, Tang Tian directly threw it to Tang Chou, and then ignored it. Time can't be wasted, he still has a lot of training to complete.
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Shangzhou.
The siege ships cruised around the forest sword castle, continuously spewing out thick and dazzling beams of light. The beam of light hit the protective shield of the Forest Sword Fort, causing ripples on the light curtain.
The light balls of the Forest Sword Fort also shot out like raindrops.
From time to time, siege ships were beaten to death, and the fireballs blooming in the sky were like beautiful flowers.
Bu Zifei's face was serious, this kind of fortified battle was the most tragic, facing a heavily fortified fortress, there was no other good way except forcibly attacking it. Such head-to-head encounters cost countless lives, even for him, there are not many good ways to think about it.
Every famous general is unwilling to choose such a fighting method unless it is absolutely necessary.
However, one of the cruelties of war is that many times, you don't have much choice.
"In another three hours, the opponent's energy shield should be shattered." The adjutant gave a precise answer.
For his deputy, Bu Zifei is full of appreciation. Although he is often very rigid, his rigor seems to be born with him. Regarding the data of the deputy, Bu Zifei never questioned it.
only…
He looked up at the chaotic battlefield, and asked softly, "How many casualties are there today?"
"More than six hundred people, the Twelfth Corps and the Fifteenth Corps."
Bu Zifei's request for help was sent back to Fanxingzhou. After learning that the other party had actually built a fortress, under the order of the owner himself, the 12th and 15th Corps arrived at the same time as the siege ships. The owner of the continent also knew that it would be too much of a loss to take an elite like the Seventh Corps and squander it in such a place where people's lives are needed.
The cannon fodder corps is more suitable for such a tough battle that requires human life. Raising soldiers for a thousand days is used for a while, isn't the reason why Fan Xingzhou raises so many cannon fodder corps just for this moment
The joining of the two cannon fodder corps immediately freed the Seventh Corps from the tragic siege battle. The Twelfth and Fifteenth Corps did not dare to spare their lives in the face of the continental master's death order.
As for the casualties, as long as this battle is won and their entire army is not wiped out, Lord Continent will not treat them badly, and will definitely make up for them. But if they shrink back, then what awaits them is the anger of Lord Continent. At that time, even their family members will not be spared.
However, the strength of the Twelfth and Fifteenth Corps was far inferior to that of the Seventh Corps, and their casualties suddenly increased.
"Breakthrough the opponent's protective shield, how many casualties will it cause?" Bu Zifei asked.
"At least 1,200 people, and it may even reach 1,500 people." The adjutant said.
"These two corps are abolished." Bu Zifei sighed softly.
"This is their mission." The adjutant looked on as usual, and the role of cannon fodder was used here. Otherwise, why would the state owner spend so much money and raise so many cannon fodder corps every year? The cannon fodder corps is used to do dirty work and pay for their lives.
It is always the elites like the Seventh Corps who really decide the outcome. These elites who have spent countless money to build are the kings of the battlefield.
Bu Zifei didn't dwell on this issue, and instead asked, "How is everyone resting?"
"Full recovery!" The adjutant cheered up: "We have already discussed the offensive route, as long as the protective shield is broken, we can take advantage of the situation and take back the initiative in one fell swoop."
"Oh, how did you discuss your offensive line?" Bu Zifei smiled. He often left these details to the non-commissioned officers below. On the one hand, he could be freed from trivial calculations; Mid-level non-commissioned officers are also an excellent workout.
"We monitored and calculated the firepower of the fortress group, and finally obtained their firepower distribution map, and found that three of them have the weakest firepower. Moreover, we have repeatedly deduced and found that the power of this fortress group has been exerted by them. Less than 60% .Moreover, there is a very unique discovery that their combat effectiveness is gradually increasing. Based on these characteristics, we speculate that first, the fortress group is very likely to be a group of novices, or a considerable number of novices. Second, they understaffed, which is what we concluded by counting the number of attacks in each of their areas."
The adjutant's face was full of excitement. The Seventh Corps had suffered unprecedented losses. They were all suffocating in their hearts. In order to find each other's flaws, they used the most stupid method, and arranged people to count each area.
"Good job." Bu Zifei patted the adjutant on the shoulder, his face full of relief, these guys finally grew up.
He had already noticed these two guesses. There are many novices on the other side. During the second wave of temptations, he was faintly aware of them, and by the third wave of temptations, he was sure. The problem of insufficient manpower is the conclusion he came to after studying the fortress group. Obviously, the power displayed by the opponent is far behind the theoretical power of the fortress group.
He could almost imagine the situation in the fortress group, an outstanding general leading a group of rookies.
Boom boom boom!
Waves of attacks, lights of various shapes continuously fell on the protective shield, the dazzling light and the fireballs blooming in the sky complemented each other.
The setting sun stained the sky like blood.
At the most tragic stage of the battle, the protective cover of the fortress group is as thin as paper, and the siege ships that were originally densely packed are now sparsely populated.
The two sides were like two warriors covered in blood, you slashed me, and I stabbed you with a sword, there was no evasion, no dodge, only blood splashing horizontally.
After more than nine hours of continuous fighting, both sides were at the end of their battles.
The Seventh Corps watching the battle was also shocked by the tragic battlefield.
"There are only two hundred people left." The adjutant's throat was a little dry, and the number of casualties exceeded his expectations. Looking at the four siege ships left alone in the sky, they were so precarious that they might fall at any time.
A light bullet fell feebly on the shield.
Ping!
The protective shields of the fortress group shattered, and after a brief silence, there were loud cheers.
"Seventh Corps, advance!"
Bu Zifei didn't hesitate at all, and ordered decisively. Behind him, the entire regiment rose into the air, and they didn't leave any backup force!
In the forest sword castle, the Baoguang Township regiment was staggering and overdrawn, causing them all to fall into a coma.
"It's your turn!" The soldier floating in the air exhaled a smoke ring, his face a little tired.
"We must win!" Jing Hao raised his holy blood and saluted the soldiers solemnly. A ray of bright flame flew out from the steeple, smashed into Jing Hao, turned into fireworks, and turned into a bright red armor in a blink of an eye. Sword anger armor, heroic song.
"Please don't worry." The crane smiled and bowed. The black smoke from the steeple wrapped around the crane's body and turned into an elegant black armor. . Brocade clothes and swords, the son walks at night.
"Everyone will be shot to death!" Ling Xu snorted coldly, the silver light flying from the sky hit his body, and the silver liquid squirmed and changed on his body surface, and in a moment, it turned into a silver scale armor. Silver armor and silver spear, brave and righteous in white robe.
The sound of killing shook the sky, and the three walked slowly.