Chapter 40: You're cutting skin, do you understand?

Silent night, dark sky. In the secret environment, there are still day and night, the day will not be very bright, and the night will not be too dark. The sky above me looks like a lamp that changes over time.
异 The strange beasts in the junior trial ground completely quieted down. The officers and men of the three battalions of the Zhenwu Regiment were scattered in every corner of the trial ground and began to search from outside to inside.
In the headquarters, people come and go.
Because wireless equipment cannot be added to the trial ground, and even wired telephones are not available, the contact of the adversary's troops can only be run back and forth by commanders.
Wu Changfeng commanded in the middle, Wang Lan quietly watched Wu Changfeng quickly issued orders one by one and received them quickly. Such a scene is very similar to the costume TV series that I have seen in previous lives.
报告 "Report the battalion commander, team thirty-two found traces of biochemical demon soldiers, they attempted to attack the white ape tribe to provoke alien beast turmoil, and have been annihilated by team thirty-two, please instruct."
"Continue to steadily explore, and beast tribe resident in key areas."
"Yes!"
命 "Fate, the fifteen to thirty squads focus on the beast tribe. I speculate that the demons will create chaos before they act."
"Get orders!"
Suddenly, while the camp was busy, the ground suddenly swelled up a lot of bales on the periphery of the Xingwu Army camp. With slight peristalsis, only five generations of Biochemical Demon soldiers emerged from the ground.
One by one, three hundred were packed in a blink of an eye.
They didn't make a strange noise, appeared quietly, and touched the camp quietly. Now that the interior of the camp is empty, the main forces have gone out to search for the whereabouts of the Demon Clan forces. The Xingwu Army did not expect that at this time, the Biochemical Demon would attack the base.
Sure enough, the guards of the camp were very scarce, but the lights in the distant headquarters were as bright and striking as the fireflies in the night.
The demon soldier approached silently and surrounded from all directions. When approaching the command center two hundred meters, the biochemical demon soldiers suddenly charged together, turning into a stream of light in the night and rushing towards the command general.
"Roar--"
A howling roar sounded like a wolverine, and anything that stood in front of the devil would be shredded mercilessly by them.
The puppet was barely hindered, and they successfully stormed the gate of the command.
The light above the head was swaying slightly, but the figures in the command were swaying with dummy.
Of course, the demons don't understand the difference between real people and their families, they just need to know how to tear up everything in front of them.
"Stab ---"
"嗖 嗖 嗖 "
A signal light burst into the sky and hid in the temporary headquarters north of the canyon not far from the headquarters, Wu Changfeng slammed the table and stood up.
好 "Okay, the fish is hooked! Brothers, slaughter the devil with me--"
I noticed that the man behind the ambushing demon soldier quickly ordered the demon soldier to retreat. But just after retreating to the outside of the station, he collided with Wu Changfeng.
"I want to run when I'm here ... kill--"
长 Wu Changfeng ripped off his clothes, and screamed naked, rushing towards the demons.
岚 Wang Lan, who was at the end of the team, was instantly excited, and her husband was like that!
Wu Changfeng should be a metallic star warrior. This attribute is rare but very powerful. After Wu Changfeng tore off his clothes, his body inflated as if filled with balloons.
But it's not the bigger and more brittle expansion, but the horrible muscle growth as the Hulk turned.
As the muscles grew, his body gradually became a steel body. Immediately rushed to the front of the demon soldier, and raised his fist as large as a pot lid and punched down at the biochemical demon soldier.
The biochemical magic soldiers are only war machines. They have no thoughts and no fear. Even if they know that it is a praying arm, they will firmly wave the praying mantis knife and cut it off at Wu Changfeng.
A sharp blade brushed Wu Changfeng's body and pulled out a gorgeous spark on the silver-white steel body, and then ...
I did not follow.
The demon soldier's head disappeared as if being eaten by something.
Make a punch and kill!
If the biochemical warrior is a war machine, then Wu Changfeng is a war beast, the body is a steel body, the strength is uphill and downhill, and close combat with such a high attack and high defense tank. What a fear and despair.
Within half an hour, the three hundred magic soldiers were annihilated by the entire army. For Wu Changfeng alone, he captured half of the magic soldiers, one punch and sometimes several punches.
When the battle came to an end and all the biochemical monsters were beheaded, the entire camp had completely disappeared. Wu Changfeng stepped on the heavy steps, each step as if a Transformer left a burst of metal collision.
Wu Changfeng's body has been completely covered with green blood, and the original silver-white body can no longer see its original color.
"Little brother, this devil ... isn't it?"
Wang Lan is full of black lines. I used to think that you were a serious person. Once you got familiar with it, you did n’t understand that this product was not very serious. You are a master in the middle of Xinghe, and you are still a tank. Of course, you feel that the magic soldiers are not bad.
Tong Ming knew that Wu Changfeng was pretending to force him. How could Wang Lan make him wish?
"Well, after all, they are only magic soldiers. For the demons, they are cannon fodder consumables. It will not hurt you to kill as many demons. It took half an hour for three hundred and it was a waste of time." After that, Wang Lan turned decisively and left.
"Campmaster, all the invading biochemical soldiers killed, please instruct!" Ren Xingwu came to Wu Changfeng to salute.
嗯 "Hmm! By the way, how many of these demons did you meet last time?"
"One hundred and fifty." Ren Xingwu looked at Wu Changfeng in doubt, did his brain become muscles after he became a big man? Did n’t it have been reported last time? Isn't memory so bad?
"How long did it take Wang Lan to kill 150 soldiers?"
"About ... less than a minute."
"..."
Wu Changfeng's body gradually contracted, and it quickly became the size of the original body.
"Cut, what are we proud of? Our fighting styles are different. It ’s not necessarily fast!" Wu Changfeng was a little unconvinced. As a top student at the Xingwu Academy of the Capital, these years he only pretended to be in front of others. of?
"Report the battalion commander, one hundred soldiers involved in the operation, twelve people were seriously injured, 33 were slightly injured, and no one was killed."
I heard this, Wu Changfeng immediately exploded, pointing to a pile of mud on the ground, "Can this thing be hurt?"
The soldiers who came round looked at Wu Changfeng's eyes, and he was very resentful.
以前 Before the change, the wounded soldier was a loss of combat power. Even a lightly wounded soldier, who has no cultivation for seven or eight days, don't want to join the battle again. Although the Demon Clan paid the price of three hundred biochemical demon soldiers, it also lost the strength of fifty soldiers in the Xingwu Army.
The Demon Soldier is a quantity product. For the demons, it dies. And can cause 50 people in the Xingwu Army to reduce staff, this sale is still cost-effective.
Of course, the premise is that there is no such alternative as Wang Lan.
"One by one, line up! Minor injury to one soul bead, severe injury to two! Three dying, soul beads are valuable, life is priceless, don't hide your injuries."
"Is it dying, is it dying?"
"No? Come in with serious injuries! Two soul beads!" Wang Lan shouted excitedly, like a hawker on the streets of a small town soliciting business.
A soul ball can not only supplement the star power, but also accumulate skill points, incense and true incense!
"Zhang Xiaofei, the rank of lieutenant of the 3rd Battalion of Zhenwu Regiment, seriously injured ... here are two ... two ..."
"Wait, don't talk!" Wang Lan held Zhang Xiaofei and opened his placket. "I said, brother, are you seriously injured? Just a soul bead. Is it so hard to fight?"
"Little brother, don't pit me, I was just jabbed by the magic soldier's armor. Serious injuries are already the limit. If you don't have a medical star warrior, this is a minor injury."
我 "I'm going, are you pricked by a nail? Are you going through the front chest and seeping through the back? Okay? Pierce the lungs and almost pierce the heart. Near death, three soul beads."
"Make a face! Lao Tzu's consciousness can be considered dying if he is so awake? Also, even if the lungs are pierced and the heart hair relationship is involved?"
"The left lung lobe! Also, you are so conscious that there is an academic term in medicine called Huiguanghuizhao, and you will fart in three minutes later. I will treat it first. Brother Ren, remember three soul beads."
"it is good……"
"What a fart, old man, you can't help humiliating ... this kid is a week-long picket, why can't he see the war wealth?"
"I can't see it, but I see that you are vomiting blood."
"His--" Zhang Xiaofei stared angrily at Wang Lan, "Your boy press hard again, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Lao Tzu's blood was pressed by this ... ... hmm ... oh ... comfortable , Comfortable ... "
"Hold on, don't be the same as calling Chun. OK, next!"
"Liao Mingming, left arterial injury, serious injury ..."
我 "My sun, the penetrating injury that I said was a serious injury and I endured it. You have all been cut throat. Do you have a serious face?"
"I blocked the wound with star martial arts. At least there is no danger to my life."
傻 "Stupid child, you have to listen to the doctor, you say there is no danger, there is no danger? Mental illness patients also say that they are not sick. Brother Ren, you have been chopped to death on your neck? Near death, remember three!"
吵 Noisy in the treatment room, even more noisy outside the treatment room.
"Ma Dan, our military's medical department star warrior Niu Niu coercion, asked them to shoot and called dad. This Wang Lan's shot was easy and thought he was a good comrade.
It ’s a week, but it ’s a week. I just broke my calf. Can such a minor injury be considered a serious injury? Two soul beads, Lao Tzu's share of four soul beads in one month. "
"You are content. Your injury was replaced at the outpatient hospital. It was an amputation. It is not wrong to judge a serious injury. I broke two ribs. He has two soul beads on his face.
I can see that there is no word for minor injuries in this little king's dictionary. You can be said to be seriously injured even if you break a little skin. "
"Camp!"
"Good commander!"
"Okay, what's up with your brothers?"
"Camp, brothers hurt ..."
"Could you be a little bit better? Zhen Wujun still has pain? Did you mix in?"
我们 "Our body doesn't hurt, but it hurts! Xiao Wang's skin-knife is too harsh. Once treated, two or three soul beads are gone."