"I won't say this anymore. When will you withdraw from the fortress from the front line?" Ling An left other things behind and asked Hua Ji.

Hua Ji in the picture has really changed. He has become thinner during the training camp of the Glorious Army. The guy who was originally round has lost several times.

But now, Huaji is obviously much haggard. His uniform seems to be made when he went to the front line. Now it seems that they are a little bigger, and there is obviously not enough meat to support him.

"It's still early. Half a year has passed less than half, and I have begun to get used to it. In fact, it's nothing. It's just a person who is here with a stick. When a foreign race comes up, he will shoot a few shells. Anyway, I don't need to do it." Hua Ji shrugged, looking relaxed.

Ling An didn't know that he was lying. Although he was not a commander, he had read many battle books and knew that the most impossible thing to rest on the battlefield was the commander. Often, the soldiers took a turn for a rest, and the commander had to continue to command the battle until the end of the battle.

This is even more so in the front line of defense, not to mention that the aliens launch a tentative small-scale attack almost every other day. Even if it doesn't take much time to solve them, they are nervous and relaxed every now and then, which is a torture mentality.

"Leave the small-scale attack to the next level to do. Don't tell me you a deputy commander, you have to do these things yourself."

"Second brother, you know that I am the deputy commander of the A3 defense line, so you naturally have to help the commander share the worries. Besides, I came here mainly for experience. These small attacks are just right to practice. I can't handle it when I encounter a big war." Hua Ji smiled bitterly.

"Okay, don't give me a slut. Eat more for nothing. How thin are you? You can't rely on engine energy to supply your body alone, do you know?"

"I know, I know, my second brother is becoming more and more like an old mother. I'm so nagging, be careful that Sister Su Man thinks you are annoyed."

"Go and go, I'll hang up if I'm fine."

Didi-

Ling An left Tianxun personal terminal, lay on the bed, looking up at the white ceiling.

Huaji is fine. Although he looks a little thinner, he is in good spirits.

After walking in the Red Mist Area twice, Ling An had a deeper understanding of the alien race. He had fought against the alien army for many years on the front battlefield. Ling An was worried that Hua Ji would be beheaded by the enemy's assassination team during the battle.

Ling An later learned about some of the things that happened in the Red Fog area, and with the help of the information that could be disclosed in the Fifth Team, he also made some of his own speculations.

It was these speculations that made him feel that the frontal battlefield would soon be no longer there. The collision and friction between the two sides was now, and a fierce battle was probably inevitable.

First, it is the metamorphosis of scarlet evil ghost.

Judging from the several combat experiences in the Red Mist Zone, although there are not many metamorphic scarlet evil ghosts, Ling An always feels that they appear casually, just as the commander doesn't care whether they die or not.

The stronger and rarer the alien creatures are, the more reluctant the aliens will die. Some alien creatures even have to defend even the demons.

For example, if the spyworm had not been killed by itself, it thought it was self-righteous and hidden near the third team, and believed that the third team did not have the ability to kill it, it would not have been killed by Ling An.

The strength of the metamorphosis scarlet ghost is not necessarily very strong. Even if it has the specialties of a variety of alien creatures, it should not be the opponent of the metamorphosis stinger or the black metamorphosis raider.

But if it is small in number, the commanders of the alien race will not let them perform such a deadly task.

They are already mass-produced!

This is the first judgment Ling An made. Once the metamorphic scarlet evil ghost can be mass-produced, it will undoubtedly eliminate the scarlet evil ghost that was originally cannon fodder, and even make alien creatures such as the stinger and the bullhead demon into cannon fodder, rather than the main force.

Second, it is the way foreigners treat the Fifth Legion in the Red Mist Zone.

Although humans are often at a disadvantage in numbers, it is not wise to use such a large number of low-ranking alien races to siege.

Because in comparison, the Fifth Legion team is the easiest to support it to arrive in this way. Even if there are spy insects, the alien race will not be absolutely sure. The facts have proved that simply besieging a Fifth Legion team by number, those guys with less than 100 combat power will have to die at least 1,800. The losses caused will not be that of demons. The higher alien races such as the wolf demon came up more directly, and eventually they made the [Owl] break through.

But the alien race did not do that, just let the sea of ​​tactics be filled with. Although they had high-end combat power to kill them, they did not use it. They just entangled and restrained the engine warriors above level B.

This practice is like treating those low-ranking aliens as trash that is tasteless and discarded, just like using human hands to remove them...

Not only [Owls], but most of the enemies that other Fifth Legion teams encountered in the Red Mist Area recently were these large numbers of low-ranking alien monsters.

But what are the benefits of doing this for aliens? Those guys will not betray them.

Clear...Clear...

Ling An thought for a long time and didn't understand what the theoretical logic was for the alien race to do this. But in the near future, when the scarlet evil ghosts enter the frontal battlefield, a battle will inevitably break out.

Forget it, the senior management will always understand.

The cultivation of this period not only restored Ling An's damage, but even improved his cultivation.

For engine warriors, the benefits they get during life and death are the greatest. As long as they are not dead and can be recovered, those stimuli can be converted into motivation to break the limit.

Ling An's combat power is now 357, which is much higher than he himself. Perhaps it is because of Ye Zixu's special training during this period.

Speaking of which, Lao Ye was as fierce as ever, and his combat power had soared to 320.

The current third-detachment has made great progress overall, and even Zon has reached 220 combat power.

Although Cheng Yi has made progress, his talent is obviously much worse than others, and he has now been surpassed by Ye Zixu.

On the one hand, this is because everyone has experienced the baptism of death, and on the other hand, it is also related to Ye Zixu's more than ten days of devil training.

Matt was obviously surprised by this. He usually managed the third team very little. Since Ye Zixu had a way to lead everyone to improve, he was fortunate that he let them practice on their own.

As for him, a B-level warrior who has understood the power has a more suitable cultivation method for him.

It's time to continue to practice.

Early on the fourth morning, the third team came to the operation hall of the virtual space.

After taking out a certain amount of merit, Ling An directly booked a private room with a total of ten login equipment. Of course, the merit value spent was evenly distributed.

"Why didn't you find that there is such a way to play before?" Zon looked excited.

These days, I simply do physical endurance training. Although the effect is good, I am definitely not bad. The battle is more interesting.

Ling An didn't say anything about a guy like Zoen who had healed his scar and forgot his pain, and nodded to Ye Zixu. The two lying in the device logged into the virtual space.

Swish!

Ling An's consciousness stabilized and had appeared in the silver-white hall of the virtual space. The system's virtual body stepped on the ground and felt the full power in his body.

It is worthy of being a virtual space. I made a breakthrough a few days ago and my body has undergone tremendous changes. The system still scans and copies his physical condition in a short time.

Virtual space is also a technology worthy of attention. The Glorious Army has hidden too many things and may not be able to access it for the rest of its life if it does not become a member of it.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Four figures appeared beside Ling An. Although they looked very strange, their eyes made Ling An very familiar.

"It's really weird." Ye Zixu said.

That's right? Although several people have entered the virtual space more than once, this is the first time that they have used a face that looks strange and even their voices have changed.

"Be familiar with the anonymous body. We have been practicing for many times by ourselves. This time we look for other soldiers." Ling An smiled and slid out of the display.

Since everyone is here, we naturally have to watch the battle. We practice our own things in our daily lives, or we just fight each other. We have never carefully observed the battles of other people in the team.

Huh?

Ling An noticed that someone sent him a friend application. After a closer look, it was the strange girl named Jingtian Sword Lord yesterday.

It seems that I really want to get back the scene...

He clicked to accept it casually, and Ling An left this matter behind.

"We're looking for opponents in the virtual hall, who would you like to come first?"

"I'll do it first." said a man with a very standard look.

He is Cheng Yi.

"Okay, Brother Lao Cheng comes first, Zon, you are the second one, I am the third one, Lao Ye is the fourth one, Qingsong is the fifth one. Remember, we are finding each other's flaws, and we must be careful when watching the battle."

No one has any other righteousness, so Cheng Yi began to choose his opponent.

He has no random match, and there will always be some deviations in random matches. Just like Ling An, who encountered a five hundred combat power for the first time, there is nothing to say, basically losing.

In addition to random matching, some engine warriors will also publish their information in the lobby after logging into the virtual space. Those who are interested can directly send out the battle invitation.

At this moment, Cheng Yi picked a guy with three hundred combat powers, just like him.

Soon, the other party accepted his invitation to fight.

"Cheng Yi VS The Demon Stolen Will Death"

"Brother Cheng doesn't have to be anonymous... By the way, this stinger will die, and it won't be together with the robber yesterday, right?" Ling An couldn't help but think.

The scene changed, Cheng Yi appeared on the ring, while Ling An and others appeared in the viewing table.

This kind of open battle does not prohibit the soldiers from watching the battle. At this moment, there are gradually some engine warriors who are idle or want to watch and learn.

However, most of them are anonymous like Ling An and others.

"There are quite a lot of people watching this kind of game." Zon shook his head and looked around.

This is the case on Mars. There are no large online games. For most warriors, it is much more interesting to have two games in virtual space or just come to watch the game simply.

"Brother Cheng's opponent appears." Xiang Qingsong said.

The stinger must die. He had appeared on the ring at this moment. His weapon was actually a spear, which made Ling An affirm that he had absolutely nothing to do with the robber's death.

Cheng Yi was as always, with a slashing blade in his hand and a slashing blade behind his back. He was ready for battle at this moment.

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The battle begins!
Chapter completed!