The audiences in another world were satisfied. They believed that only such troops were qualified to be led by Gongsun Murong.

The contestants who followed Gongsun Murong were anxious. There were also more than 700 people. They also wanted to go there, and then they were led by Gongsun Murong to kill all sides.

But their boss has not made up enough military achievements, and they also need to learn other fighting techniques.

It has been agreed that they will be the first people from the past.

They are working hard to practice bows and pikes, as well as climbing and swimming.

They knew very well that with the boss, any situation could happen, and the boss could play the tactics well.

Narasha was even more anxious: "I want to go too, but I will be smaller in the past. After all my abilities are lost, how can I help Brother Murong fight? I was upset and told my guard Moses and others to study hard, and they will go there too."

Then she sighed: "Come on, continue to learn knowledge."

*******

Gongsun Murong led the team all the way south, and he was going to be far away from Kemo.

It is difficult to move forward underground, but it is much easier among relatively flat low hills.

Due to the war and the unique environment here, the grass is not tall and not dense enough.

It was almost evening before Gongsun Murong stopped.

They ran more than 60 kilometers this time, and Gongsun Murong had to admire him. He was indeed an elite.

They ran with a load of 60 kilometers and had fought before. They rely on their magic and internal strength to support themselves. They all rely on their physical strength.

The team found a place with a river next to it and a relatively wide view, and planned to spend the night here.

I can't go back to the camp anymore, and I don't know how to calculate the military merits I have saved before.

But everyone decided that even if they had no military merits, they could not go back to play games with others.

I have been training for a long time now, and I guess I will not be able to hold on for a few days before I can start over again.

"Tonight we will hold a bonfire party. I will make food. You can rest. I will go hunting." Gongsun Murong threw down a sentence and ran away.

The comrades looked at each other and didn't know what to say for a moment.

They are almost led by Gongsun Murong now, afraid that Captain Ouyang will be in a bad mood.

Ou Yang laughed instead and spoke first: "I decided to give up the captain's position to Brother Murong. Don't talk first, listen to me."

He stops others who want to speak.

"When it comes to combat strength, the Murong brothers are the strongest. He has accurate archery skills and sharp shooting skills. He can control water and soil.

Speaking of decision-making ability, the Murong brothers’ tactical arrangements are also very good. At least they can see many situations and guess what we encountered before.

Speaking of logistics, haha, I believe everyone understands that I am not capable of making good food for everyone every day.

So I gave the captain to him, but in fact, I was still the captain in name, otherwise the military headquarters would not agree.

That's what happened, and we will listen to him in the future. Of course, if he doesn't command well, I will take over the task he commands."

After saying this, Ou Yangsong breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the pressure was no longer so great.

The team members did not make a statement, saying that they had made a default, and began to collect hay and dry branches one by one.

It took less than five minutes to go, Gongsun Murong came back and dragged something like a deer with one hand.

Putting down the two deer, he took out twenty-one deer from the space.

"I found a group of ninety-five people killed by me, and there were still about one hundred left. I was really embarrassed to destroy them all. Ninety-five people are enough for us to eat. I will look for other food tomorrow."

After saying that, Gongsun Murong turned around and ran away again.

Everyone looked at each other and asked Gongsun Murong to be responsible for the logistics.

After several round trips, Gongsun Murong put down the deer, then controlled the knife flying all over the sky to start peeling, dismantling the meat, skewers, and then putting it on the fire to roast it.

He asked his comrades to keep turning, and he left again without caring about anything else.

After a while, I came back and took out the salt.

"We don't have camp supplies, we need to pack our own things. I used my ability to find some rock salt, which was just refined and used by everyone."

Gongsun Murong explained what he did.

Then he ran away again.

Come back and take out a lot of hay powder.

"I found several kinds of grasses and found that they can be eaten and tasted. They just happened to be used as seasonings. There is a kind of spicy grass inside that can accelerate blood circulation and drive away cold and is good for the body. When I sprinkle it on, everyone will eat it."

Gongsun Murong continues to be busy.

When the meat was cooked, he took the skewers together first, took a few bites, and nodded: "Okay, eat them all."

When everyone was eating and praising him, Gongsun Murong spoke again.

"I'll tell you something. We will move forward for another day tomorrow and we won't continue to walk. When the time comes, we will follow the war zone wherever we encounter.

But it takes two days to prepare and prepare a lot of food.

When you get to someone else's territory, you must first give others some benefits. If they are willing to let us join, part of the thing will be regarded as a meeting gift.

If we are not allowed to join, things will be used to exchange bullets and energy. When we fight ourselves, we will hold enough cores of the clan, so we don’t believe that we can’t exchange military merits. How about we tell me?"

"I agree." Ou Yang first supported it. He knew that if he didn't speak first, others would be embarrassed to agree.

With him leading the way, others naturally agree.

The bonfire party was open until everyone was full. Some people wanted to eat it, but were afraid of affecting the battle, so they had to hold back and swallow their saliva as they watched the grilled meat skewers.

Gongsun Murong looked for other grasses on the spot, lit the smoke, and helped everyone drive away mosquitoes.

Everyone took turns to stay at night, and the others fell asleep peacefully.

They are comfortable, but some are sad.

The captain of the supervising team is already desperate.

He did not wait for support, so he led the team to break through. As a result, it was evening outside, and including him, there were still twenty-five people left in the entire supervision team.

The brain beasts still surrounded them, but fewer brain beasts attacked them, and the strength was also small.

Their energy and weapons were exhausted, and other firearms also used photobullets. They used empty guns to fight with the beasts.

The captain realized that the beast was waiting for him to call for support, then killed them, and surrounded the support team.

They are now bait. If they don't fight to the death, the beasts will slowly kill them one by one. If they fight to the death, the beasts will play with them.

When his teammates were left with twenty people, he pulled out his dagger, looked at the other comrades, and said, "I'll go first."

Then he turned on the bracelet communication function and sent videos directly to the camp.

"Our army in the 76th War Zone of our army supervised a team of 5,000 troops, and received an order to suppress the rebellion. He was accidentally besieged by the clan. He fought hard for several hours, exhausted the ammunition, and only twenty people remained, so he was named after his death."

After saying that, he inserted the dagger directly into his eyebrows and leaned back and fell down.

The other nineteen people followed his example and committed suicide.

The entire command room was silent. Although the man was not dead, the war had lost many weapons and resources to cultivate the body.

Five thousand people are gone like that?

"They are heroes, the people from the Fifth Team led them to the encirclement. They fought until the last moment, and they were heroes of the league."

Kemo, the commander of the Ninth Army, said solemnly after being stunned for half a minute.

Others continued to whine.

He secretly scolded him for being shameless and a hero. He depends on how many enemies he killed, not how he died, nor did he really die.

Unfortunately, there is no news from the Fifth Battalion, and it is a pity that they die.

"I suggest sending more supervising personnel to hunt down the defectors to ensure the power of our army." Kemo said again.

He looked at the others, everyone was busy with their own things, and he didn't hear him talking.

"Since no one objected, I will come from the various legions..."

"I object, Commander of the Kemo Legion, if you want to send someone, you can send your own. Don't draw people from me. My soldiers are for killing the enemy, not killing your own people.

The most important thing is that I have not sent elite troops to you to fight the Fifth Brigade of your Sixth Division. If I want to defeat them, I have to send at least 3,000 most elite troops from our army with excellent weapons and equipment to be able to do so.

It is possible to fight for one another to die together. If you don’t feel sorry for your elite, I feel sorry for my elite. There is no room for negotiation on this matter."

A legion commander had to speak out and offend his colleagues was better than defeating elites.

"I object, too." Another legion commander echoed.

"be opposed to."

"disagree."

"Where are soldiers to fight? It's not enough to fight the enemy."

"That Fifth Team is very strong. I have the will but not the strength."

"Why don't you think of something else?"
To be continued...