Chapter 269: Retreat all over

"Report to the political commissar, my task is to manage the training of the Sword Assault Battalion and collect materials on a daily basis to ensure the support of the base. Now I have left the post without permission and asked the political commissar to deal with it. But before that, I must go back to the outpost to ensure the normal operation of the outpost, which is related to the survival of hundreds of thousands of people." Zhang Yang replied loudly without looking at him. If he stayed here alone, he would never have any good fruits to eat. He was not stupid, so how could he obediently obey Qian Zhong's arrangements? The implication is that if Qian Zhong did not let him go back, the assault Battalion would immediately stop providing support to the base.

This trick is indeed great to remove the firewood from the cauldron. Qian Zhong hated him because he was afraid that Zhang Yang would use this trick to mess up his relationship with the assault camp, so he did not tear him apart.

Qian Zhong could only stare blankly and compromise: "Battlefield Commander Zhang is trying his best to save the entire base. This is a great achievement and resigning without permission is a big mistake. Even if the merits and demerits are offset, there will be no reward or punishment. I hope Battalion Commander Zhang can use this as a warning."

"Accept the order, political commissar." Zhang Yang replied with a standard military salute.

"Political Commissar, I have a reluctant request." Chen Bin said.

"Please say"

"I want to take this corpse back." Chen Bin pointed to the corpse of the giant dragon in flames not far away and said.

"Corpsy? What do you want to do for a corpse? It's not that I refuse, but that you have seen it. I'll give you the corpse of this fire dragon. Can you drag it back?" Qian Zhong really didn't want to give it to Chen Bin. Even an amateur, he knew the value of the flame dragon. Just the dragon scales were a priceless treasure that could withstand even the bombardment of ordinary small shells.

"As long as the political commissar agrees, I will naturally have a way to take it away." Chen Bin's tone was not a request, but was with no choice. Qian Zhong was not determined to turn against him now. The current situation of the 13th Army was not able to fight another tough battle.

Qian Zhong's face was heavy, and it was not good to be threatened. He suppressed the anger that rolled in his heart and said with a forced smile: "This fire dragon was killed by Lieutenant Chen, and the body is naturally the spoils of Lieutenant Chen. You have the right to deal with the corpse of this fire dragon. As long as you can take it away, Lieutenant Chen, you only have five hours. In order to prevent the plague, the battlefield will be cleaned within five hours. For the sake of the entire base, please forgive me."

Qian Zhong sneered in his heart. Even if the body weight of the flame dragon is not as high as 100 tons, it is almost the same. Even if it is disassembled and divided, it is probably not possible to be done in a short time. Now it is not as backward as before the disaster. Don’t say that he didn’t give it to him, he would give it to you and couldn’t move it away, but he wouldn’t be blamed.

"It's enough to have the political commissar's words." Chen Bin suddenly smiled mysteriously, pressed his hand on the huge head of the giant flame dragon, shouting softly, "Come on"

Suddenly, the flame dragon was shrouded in a red light. The next moment, the huge figure of the flame dragon disappeared without a trace.

"How is it possible?" Even though Qian Zhong had a wide range of knowledge and was as steady as a mountain, he couldn't help but be shocked. Where did the corpse of the flame dragon go? It was a big guy weighing nearly 100 tons. Just lying there was a pile of meat mountains. Chen Bin waved his hand and took it away. How did he do it? What kind of magic is this? Not to mention the onlookers who were stunned, even the members of the hunting team showed a look of surprise on their faces. They didn't know where Chen Bin actually made the flame dragon.

"What do you mean?" Chen Bin asked in surprise.

"You just left, and the entire battlefield was surrounded by civilian survivors. You didn't see the old fox's face, not to mention how wonderful it was." Hanni said.

"Bah deserves it. Who asked him to use so many survivors as bait? Just settle the score with him?" Li Tieniu spat viciously. No matter what the big reason, he only knew that at least tens of thousands of civilian survivors died in the artillery fire of the 13th Army.

"The civilian survivors attacked him so quickly? I'm afraid someone would secretly add fuel to the fire." Chen Bin said in surprise. It was expected that those civilian survivors attacked the 13th Army, but it was a bit unexpected to attack so quickly, and I'm afraid that Qian Zhong is a little confused now.

"I see that the group of civilian survivors are scattered but not messy, unlike temporary spontaneous organization." He Wenjing said affirmatively.

"Liu Qing, let our brothers be careful, keep this matter neutral. We don't have to worry about this matter. Old Fox Qian will have a headache. We have more important things to do."

"That's true." Everyone nodded in agreement. As long as the Qing Ji is not defeated, the more chaotic it is, the more beneficial it is to them.

"This is what I found on the sniper who was shooting black guns." Hanni threw a pendant to Chen Bin. "Although that guy was wearing the uniform of the Thirteenth Army, his temperament and methods of acting were not like a soldier." Before retreating, he turned a small turn and blocked the seriously injured sniper who was hit by Chen Bin in a dark alley. Unexpectedly, when the sniper saw Hanni, he committed suicide without hesitation and did not give Hanni any opportunity to take advantage of it.

"What is this?" Hannie threw a silver pendant with a hollow sword on the front and a tiger's head roaring on the back. There is a traditional Chinese character "Nine" under the tiger's head, which is very exquisite.

"I don't know either. It's also a pure decoration, maybe a symbol of identity." Hanni said, "As far as I know, the United States likes to use this as an identity identification sign, so I don't know the habits of you Celestial people."

"You can't tell me such a little thing. Give me your soul-suppressing bead."

"Soul-Suppressing Pearl? Well, I almost forgot this." Hanni suddenly realized.

"Finish it, come out for me." In the backhand, Chen Bin had a translucent black figure rushing left and right in his hand. Hanni saw clearly that it was when Chen Bin was confronting with the flame dragon that the sniper who beat Chen Bin's black gun. When the sniper found that he was caught, he committed suicide with a gun. However, he did not know that there was still a saying in this world that there was soul restraint. When Hanni approached the sniper, the soul-squeezing beads he carried on automatically activated the soul-squeezing beads.

"Hey, let me see what you remember. I hope you have evolved enough times." Chen Bin murmured to himself, a blood-colored vortex bloomed into the palm of his hand. The translucent soul had no chance to resist and was sucked in.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Hanni, who was standing next to Chen Bin, seemed to see a golden eye flashing in the center of the blood-colored vortex, cold and ruthless.

Chen Bin's eyes were closed, and a biting evil and cold air rippled on his body.

The members of the hunting team quickly retreated and avoided from afar, even Fan Yawei, who was as cold as a piece of ice, was no exception.

Although it was not the first time everyone saw him, they still looked at Chen Bin with complicated expressions.
Chapter completed!