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Chapter 542 Open the wound

The day passed quickly, and hundreds of troops from Dragon Nest rushed down to the lake on the middle line. After arriving at the lake, they did not stop and continued to run forward, striving to occupy the starting point of the northeast corner in the shortest time and achieve victory.

This is without any suspense, and without any scruples.

The tactical arrangement of Dragon Nest is so simple that it is outrageous, but the effect is surprisingly effective. They arranged thirty people at their starting point. Except for these thirty people who defended the base camp, everyone else occupied the other party's base camp.

Just like a bulldozer, you can achieve the final victory as long as you advance all the way forward. Although it seems unfair, there is no saying that this confrontation is fair or unfair at all.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two crisp gunfires sounded, and Xing Zhengrong's tactical team, who also arrived at the center-line lake, shot at the advancing Dragon Nest Warriors.

Accompanied by gunfire, two Dragon Nest warriors were immediately convicted of death, with red smoke symbolizing death emerging from their bodies, and they stood there.

But the other warriors in the Dragon Nest did not stop at all. They left their comrades who were determined to be dead, and regardless of the opponent they attacked, they continued to crush them towards the northeast corner of the survival field.

Hundreds of people were not dispersed, and all the people were concentrated, with only one goal: the starting point in the Northeast!

"Da da da...da da da..."

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang..."

The sudden gunfire sounded one after another, and the warriors of the Dragon Nest were sentenced to death.

But the charge and crushing pace did not stop, but continued to run forward at a faster speed. If it were not for the complete and huge tactical formation, if it were not for a replacement immediately to die, everyone would think that this was a group of fleeing soldiers.

"How could this happen?" Xing Zhengrong, who was quietly hiding on a big tree, made an uncertain voice.

He watched the Dragon Nest Warriors run past his feet, and even the Dragon Nest Warriors look up and see him, but he thinks it's nothing, and continues to run forward.

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of Dragon Nest warriors penetrated into the deep jungle, disappearing without a trace, leaving only a dozen "corpses" convicted of death.

This was not directed by Shen Muzi, because what Shen Muzi wanted to direct was not this battle at all.

Seeing this scene, Xing Zhengrong jumped from the tree speechlessly, and the tactics he built completely lost their effect under the opponent's nonsensical charge.

People ignore him at all, even if he tries his best tactical traction, what's the use of others ignore him?

What he wanted to do was to attract opponents from different directions, and then the individual soldiers would complete the maximum pull and consumption. In the end, he would lead these Dragon Nest Warriors into the trap he set up.

At that time, all the towing personnel would reunite according to his intentions and then concentrate firepower on the Dragon Nest.

They can fully use the jungle terrain to meet tactical needs, because the tactical movements in the jungle are themselves suitable for groups or individual soldiers. He is confident that he can disperse hundreds of people into small groups and annihilate them one by one.

But the current situation is...

"You are sure to lose." A warrior of the Dragon Nest who was convicted of death smiled at Xing Zhengrong.

"You are so shameless!" Xing Zhengrong replied.

It’s indeed shameless, Dragon Nest is doing shameless things.

"Shameless?" The warrior of the Dragon Nest smiled and said, "Captain Xing, this is not shameless, this is a tactic. If you have the ability to fight against hundreds of us, then we are willing to be the bear soldiers. You are not Xiao Yuanchao, can you do it?"

The words are full of disdain, because this is tactics, even shameless. In war, there is never a consideration of the shamelessness of tactics, as long as you can win, even if you are vulgar.

History is written by the winner, not told by the loser.

"Xiao Yuanchao?" Xing Zhengrong's brows frowned.

He suddenly realized a problem, and Xiao Yuanchao's influence had penetrated into the Dragon Nest. The words of this Dragon Nest warrior alone were enough to prove that the Dragon Nest looked up to Xiao Yuanchao.

"Yes, this tactic was originally prepared for Xiao Yuanchao." The warrior of the Dragon Nest said: "Do you think it was prepared for you? Of course not, because you are not Xiao Yuanchao."

It seems that in the subconscious of this Dragon Nest Warrior, only Xiao Yuanchao can find a way to fight against this absolute dilemma of the sea of ​​people. If others don’t do it, even babies won’t do it, and Xing Zhengrong won’t do it either.

"Haha, Xiao Yuanchao seems to be quite charming." Xing Zhengrong smiled.

"Of course, ten years ago, Xiao Yuanchao was defeated by a small number of enemies, and you..." The Dragon Nest warrior showed a strong disdain in his eyes and spitted out, "It's nothing to kneel down, kneeling down for the Dragon Nest, I respect you Xing Zhengrong as a man. It's nothing to be dug by Xiao Yuanchao, but I admire you for being able to bend your knees at other people's feet for ten years. It's so sad, sad!"

This is an old member of the Dragon Nest. Ten years ago, he saw Xing Zhengrong kneeling with his own eyes. It’s nothing to kneel down. For the sake of the Dragon Nest, many brothers respect him Xing Zhengrong.

But for ten years, kneeling at the feet of the red soldiers, it makes people look down upon it.

Hearing these words, Xing Zhengrong's face became extremely ugly. He gritted his teeth tightly, and the facial muscles covered by the oil color were twitching hard.

"Hey, are you angry?" Another warrior from the Dragon Nest mocked: "Xing Zhengrong, it's useless to be angry. This is a fact that cannot be erased."

"Yes, Xiao Yuanchao is awesome, we admire him. Although it embarrasses our Dragon Nest, they are just awesome. They dare to yell and challenge the Dragon Nest. This courage alone makes people feel ashamed, but what about you? Hehehe..."

“…”

"Crack!"

Xing Zhengrong heard a crisp sound, and he found that his back grooves were loose, which hurt so much that he felt pierced.

"Bah!" Xing Zhengrong spitted off his bitten teeth, twisted his cheeks, and growled: "Where am I worse than Xiao Yuanchao?!"

Xing Zhengrong was angry. This was the most difficult humiliation he faced. He knelt down to Xiao Yuanchao and kneeled down to Xiao Yuanchao for the humiliated Dragon Cang. Is this wrong? He was selected by Xiao Yuanchao to be a red army and was completely involuntarily. Is this wrong?

It’s not that he has tried hard, it’s not that he has fought, but until now, he is still fighting!

"I think it's ugly? I don't agree?" The warrior of the Dragon Nest threw down his gun and smiled at Xing Zhengrong, "If you don't agree, come on. I look down on people with no backbone the most."

"Okay, okay... come here..." Xing Zhengrong took two steps back, pointed at more than a dozen warriors in the Dragon Nest who were judged to be dead, and roared in anger: "Go together, I, Xing Zhengrong, will let you get to know me well today! Let's see if Xiao Yuanchao is stronger or I, Xing Zhengrong, is stronger!!!"
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