The commander of the Ninth Legion of the 76th War Zone was named Kemo. He usually looked very harmonious with everyone, but was cold-blooded and ruthless in wartime.

According to rumors, he came from a Level 6 civilization, a general who commanded hundreds of millions of people to fight at the same time. He was repeatedly demoted because he only ignored the life and death of the soldiers in his command.

Although many soldiers died, he was able to achieve strategic goals every time.

Finally, he had to be arranged to be filled with the Alliance soul. The warriors here were not really dead, so let him play his best.

Later, others discovered that his combat losses were still the greatest. He played the tactic of sharp swords rushing forward, flying with his wings, and seducing the enemy with his body.

More than a month ago, he was demoted to the Ninth Corps of the 76th War Zone and served as the commander of the Legion.

Because the battle here is relatively not fierce.

But the Ninth Legion turned out to be a hundred thousand full soldiers.

After fighting for more than a month, the result was that the battle was 70,000 yuan left, and the result was still after replenishing the troops.

As long as there are new recruits coming, he must grab them. Many veterans will not go to him this time and would rather go to other places that seem difficult.

I can't stand it. Even if the body can be re-owned, the pain when restoring that little soul is not simply endured, and military merits are not obtained more than elsewhere.

Of course, the Ninth Legion was the most prominent position in the entire Seventy-sixth War Zone, helping other troops attract enough firepower.

At the same time, the Ninth Legion can still be nailed firmly like a nail, never defeated, and the defense line is not lost.

Kemo has been complaining that there is no suitable tip in the team, not a sharp knife, but the tip in the front.

At this moment, he was looking at the screen, his eyes getting brighter and brighter. He felt that luck was coming. The man in the water had a long spear and cold weapon, which was superb.

A long spear can catch fish, but naturally it can kill enemies, which is exactly the tip of the knife he expects.

He glanced at the number of troops there, regardless of whether there was a Sixth Division below him, and directly connected to Captain Ou Yang's bracelet and gave him a commander over the level.

"I am Kemo, the commander of the Ninth Army. I ask your unit to give up meaningless fishing, start from your unit's current position, and penetrate diagonally forward, reaching forty kilometers in front of the Ninth Brigade of the Sixth Division within half an hour to use it as bait."

Kemo's cold voice rang on Ou Yang's bracelet.

Ou Yang's expression stagnated, and on the bracelet, a battlefield sports map appeared. He looked at it and thought it was feasible. Just as he was about to agree, Gongsun Murong suddenly rushed over and quickly glanced at the situation on the map, and asked: "Where is the reinforcement of our unit? How long does it take to stay? Which team will replenish the position behind the diagonal insertion of our unit?"

"I have my own arrangements to complete the order." Kemo was most disgusted with his subordinates' doubts, especially his questioning at the top of the line. If he hadn't felt that the person in front of him was a sharp knife, he might have dealt with it directly with military law.

"Oh, Captain, what's wrong with your bracelet? What about the image? What about the sound?" Gongsun Murong shouted in panic, turning off Ou Yang's bracelet.

At the same time, he immediately shouted: "Switch off your bracelets, if you don't want to die."

Perhaps it was Gongsun Murong, who was willing to cooperate with his comrades to improve their lives, or it was the soldiers who were disgusted with Kemo.

When he heard Gongsun Murong's words, he quickly turned off his bracelet.

Only the bracelet on Gongsun Murong's hand was still on. Gongsun Murong turned off other functions, and the only thing left was the battlefield's own motion picture.

"Brother Murong, you..." Ou Yang was stunned and disobeyed the military order?

"The general is away, and the army will not accept the fate." Gongsun Murong Cai didn't care what others thought.

Seeing everyone looking at them, thinking for a moment, pointing to the picture to explain.

"Look, we don't have a reserve team, and this river is also the route for the Killer tribe to advance quickly. Even if I don't know what happened before, I can guess that our brigade is almost all elite. If we are guarding here, the Killer tribe will not be able to advance in an instant, and we have also paid a huge price for casualties, right?"

Everyone nodded. Indeed, their brigade had been on the planet for six years, and they killed the enemy together before Kemo arrived.

The best way to get along with each other is to meet each other. After Kemo arrived, the Sixth Division commanded the 6th Division to quickly advance. The 6th Division could not come up with other teams, so he had to transfer them over.

They completed the mission of advance, but suffered heavy casualties. They fought for six years and died less than a hundred people every year.

In just over a month, more than 700 people remained.

Everyone has feelings for each other. Even if they are not really dead, they feel uncomfortable when they see their comrades fall down one by one and know the pain they need to bear.

If you want to get your comrades back to the team, you may have to wait for a year or two, otherwise you will not be able to keep up with the team's fighting rhythm.

Thinking about this, everyone's views on Gongsun Murong have changed, and he can actually guess it.

Gongsun Murong glanced at everyone's expressions and continued: "It's not difficult for us to penetrate the front, but the difficult thing is how to not be annihilated when we penetrate the front and behind.

Look at this, the Ninth Battalion is moving slowly. We arrived forty kilometers ahead of them in half an hour, and they couldn't even advance five kilometers.

Kemo will definitely tell them that we must rescue us and force them to break through quickly.

I believe that the Ninth Battalion will complete the task when we attack backwards and converge.

However, when we leave, who guards the river? The clan of the sect will come over and then continue to encircle us.

All we can do at that time is to intersect the Ninth Battalion, which is gathered together, and intersperse back and forth in the enemy formation to dismantle the tactical intentions of the enemy commander.

The commander of the Kemo Legion wanted to use us as a sharp knife to disrupt the enemy's deployment.

We must constantly use the fastest speed to drill through the enemy's formation and make the enemy's commander miscalculate again and again, so that we can perfectly cooperate with Kemo.

But we are humans, not machines, and our ammunition is limited, so we will feel tired, and Kemo does not regard us as humans."

Everyone looked at Gongsun Murong in surprise and continued to nod.

It is too true. Legend has it that Kemo does not regard soldiers as human beings, and he uses any means to achieve his goal.

"If we don't listen, he will send troops to wipe us out. We are disobeying our orders." Ou Yang was worried about this matter.

Gongsun Murong smiled.

"If he really sends troops here, there are really troops to send. When the sent troops are about to approach us, we will go there again, and then there will be no empty space here.

After the front insertion was in place, we opened the bracelet and explained that there was a problem with the equipment, which was probably a disturbance.

In order to make up for our mistakes, we are willing to fight to the death with the enemy and redeem our sins."

"Uh! This is OK?" Ou Yang was surprised. When he looked at Gongsun Murong, he could not overlap with the shy young man he met yesterday.

"Will he believe it?" someone asked.

"I don't care who believes it or not. As long as we achieve enough results, as long as we show strong strength, we can't bear to deal with it if others want to deal with it. The Sharp Knife Army.

Therefore, we must cooperate well, be invincible and defeat invincible."

Gongsun Murong said confidently.

The comrades believed it and waited for Gongsun Murong to give instructions.

"Now, pack up the fish, scrape the scales and throw the fish internal organs into the water. Unfortunately, they are all edible and have no time to make them." Gongsun Murong naturally took over the command.

After packing up the two fish, Ou Yang realized that he was the captain, so why did he start to listen to Gongsun Murong's words?

It's because of his strength, and he can make delicious food, yes, that must be the case.

Ou Yang thought so, but he didn't feel uncomfortable.

While blocking the thorn tribe, they packed up the fish.

Kemo of the command center was about to be mad. A new soldier dared to turn off his communications. Moreover, the signals in that area were completely cut off, leaving only a spot of light, but could not contact him.

Provocation is provocation, and it is also a contempt for one's own command ability and not obeying orders? OK, I'll let you not listen.

"The supervisor team, the supervisor team, go there, and the military law dealt with them." Kemo roared.

Five thousand people set off at the camp immediately, each with well-equipped equipment and even rode a small car.

After Gongsun Murong packed up the fish, he suddenly saw a bunch of orange light spots on the light curtain reflected by the bracelet.

He hurriedly asked Ou Yang: "Captain, this is..."

"The supervision team, it's over. Kemo sent a supervision team. He wants to kill us. As long as the supervision team is dispatched, there is no other possibility."

Ou Yang was so scared that he was sweating profusely. He didn't want to die and start over again.

"The combat effectiveness of the supervision team is very strong?" Gongsun Murong asked again.

"Come with the commander of the Kemo Legion, relying on good equipment, we are reluctant to use that kind of equipment, and it consumes too much military merit." Ou Yang curled his lips and said.

Gongsun Murong frowned. He thought Kemo was a pure purpose commander.

Unexpectedly, the other party was so slight, and he came to be a commander and brought his own soldiers.

If you suffer a loss when fighting such a Shangguan, will you die if you don’t disobey, or will you die if you disobey or die.

Soldiers take obeying orders as their duty, and to achieve certain goals on the battlefield, it is also necessary to die.

The problem is that death is valuable even if it dies. Death that has no effect on the overall situation is just for the individual command of a local area. Death is as light as a feather.

The only thing that covers the army to retreat and dies when it is blocked, fights for strategic locations, blocks the enemy's strategic deployment, and dies when it is as heavy as Mount Tai.

If it is for the latter, you will go on it yourself.

It is absolutely not possible for the former.

Seeing the orange-yellow light spots on the light curtain approaching quickly, Gongsun Murong faced his comrades looking over.

"I definitely don't mess with Kemo anymore. He regards war as a game that reflects his personal abilities. Let's leave this war zone and surrender to others."

Everyone didn't say anything. After a while, Ou Yang asked, "Who are you going to join?"

"I don't know, you swim over first, leave the riverside, and quickly advance towards the other side of the river. After half an hour, I will go to find you." Gongsun Murong judged the situation and made a decision.

"Where are you?" Ou Yang asked worriedly.

"I asked the supervisor team to take over our position. They are crowded and well-equipped. I believe they will be competent for this job. Go quickly."

Gongsun Murong pointed to the other side of the river and urged him.

"Take care!" Ou Yang nodded and jumped out of the river first. The other soldiers followed him, and the turbulent river water immediately made them lose their formation.

Gongsun Murong waved his hand and his comrades felt that the water was no longer in a hurry and could even push them forward.

When they looked back, they saw Gongsun Murong smiling and exposing countless water balls.

When they all arrived on the other side, Gongsun Murong rushed towards the Kan-Clan army by the river alone.

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