"A person? A person?"
On the big satellite screen, the young man's figure was like a lone wolf from afar, like the protagonist in the world, launching a charge that attracted everyone's attention on the endless waves of the battlefield.
Admiral Wenfeng frowned slightly, his eyes surprised.
There are actually other people in Hoh Xil?
"Maybe he was a herdsman kid who was carried away by anger."
"It's a pity, there is no possibility of survival."
General Wenfeng sighed with deep regret, as if he had seen the ending of that lonely boy.
But Qin Jue narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at it with interest.
In his bloody eyes, he could clearly see every movement of the young man's sprint. He was clean and neat, without any sloppiness. He looked like a top assassin who had been practicing for decades. He stepped forward with his legs, and there was a strong wind under his feet. .
"A child as fast as the wind." Qin Jue commented without a clue.
General Wenfeng nodded, his expression still a little regretful.
Now it is too late to send troops to rescue.
As a national soldier, he felt very sad when he watched a child being killed on the battlefield.
But there was no way, the child had already sprinted in front of the Prophet Legion, only a few dozen meters away.
At such a distance, it would be difficult for gods and ghosts to come to the world to save him.
However, the next second, the headquarters fell into shocked silence.
General Wenfeng stood up and stared at the big screen.
On the battlefield.
Since the lonely boy left Jiangcheng and came to the unfamiliar Hoh Xil Mountains, he has been exposed to wind and rain for more than ten days, and the knife on his waist has become much duller.
At this moment, he grasped the hilt of the sword again and pulled out a dark flat sword blade.
This sword blade has no exquisite manufacturing process at all. Instead, it looks like a simple iron tool made by flattening a steel rod with a hydraulic press.
But the sword was already sharpened, and the black blade reflected dazzling light.
Wielding the sword, the boy looked like a wolf.
Facing the walking corpses of countless prophet legions, he was like a sharp scalpel. Wherever he went, no matter how many people were in front of him, he would cut them out with one strike, leaving no one alive.
The flesh and blood rolled endlessly, and the boy stabbed into the prophet army.
The rolling blood splashed in front of his sharp eyes. The boy named Deng Ya looked calm. He was proficient in assassination, sword slashing, swimming dragon, and shadowing. He used various sword moves without any sloppiness. In a short time, a bloody path has been carved out.
In just a few minutes, at least forty followers of the prophet were beheaded by the young man.
But the young man did not fight to the end. Instead, he turned around and fought back to face the prophet army.
In this way, under the gaze of millions of troops in the Hoh Xil Mountains, this young man, as sharp as a scalpel, killed seven in and seven out of the vanguard of the Prophet Legion. Many people remembered it. Zhao Zilong, who once had a silver spear and was dressed in white, also went in and out seven times to kill the enemy.
"What a genius!"
General Wenfeng praised with some excitement.
He turned to look at Qin Jue: "Chief of General Staff, I think with his age and combat effectiveness, we might be able to send an elite reconnaissance team to rescue him. If he is trained in the future, he will definitely be considered a talent!"
Qin Jue smiled, waved his hand and said, "Then send him."
Soon, a heavily armed special vanguard team rushed out of the Hoh Xil Mountains. They drove military four-cylinder motorcycles with a top speed of 570 yards. The pure black appearance was like black streams of light shining along the earth.
Each of the vanguard members holds a sneaky machine gun. The gun head is a triangular cuboid. As the trigger is pulled, the three facets unfold. Inside is a cylindrical barrel. There are sneaky chains on the three facets. A large number of The compressed evil gas was transported into the barrel, and finally gray fog-like bullets were fired.
Bang bang bang! ! !
The special vanguard force stormed the Prophet's Legion, cutting its way through hundreds of thousands of vanguard troops to reach the lonely boy.
"Walk!"
Without any explanation, the task force leader picked up the lonely boy by the waist, pressed it on the fuel tank, stepped on the rear brake, tightened the clutch, increased the accelerator, and with the perfect cooperation of manual operation and machinery, the wheels rubbed against the ground, leaving half-moon marks, and Perfectly floating in place, heading towards the outside.
"Boost!!!"
The captain's roar echoed in every team member's headset.
Two military motorcycles burst out of the enemy formation, like black lightning bursting out.
The strange thing is that when faced with the sudden rescue, the young man did not show any surprise. Even when someone pressed him on the motorcycle's fuel tank for no apparent reason, his eyes were terrifyingly calm.
The former captain looked down at the silent boy, feeling very confused inside.
Are you so calm after being rescued?
I don't feel like an ordinary person.
He seemed to be irritated by the task force and the boy.
Or perhaps there is an unknown order passed to the Prophet Legion.
The Prophet Legion, which was already running wildly, suddenly became like a car filled with fuel, making a deafening roar, waving its legs wildly, the overall speed suddenly soared, and began to chase the task force crazily.
"Boost!"
The task force returned to the front line of the Hoh Xil Mountains without any danger.
The next second, the combat supervisory officers on the front line issued firing orders one after another.
In an instant, countless strange air guns were activated, spraying out gray smoke and rain all over the sky.
Boom! ! !
The defense battle of the Hoh Xil Mountains officially started.
The task leader took the young man off the motorcycle and led him all the way up the mountain.
Along the way, the young man witnessed with his own eyes the astonishing human defense line in the Hoh Xil Mountains.
Each line of defense is comparable to the Maginot Line in history textbooks.
There was even a line of defense, and the entire mountain more than 500 meters deep was hollowed out.
Countless firepower fortresses are built into the mountains, with only the muzzles of the strange air guns exposed.
This time, the young man had a look of surprise in his eyes.
After passing through the checkpoints, the task leader led the young man to the entrance of the headquarters.
General Wenfeng opened the door curtain and applauded appreciatively: "Which family are you a child from?"
The young man raised his face.
Seeing the young man's handsome face that looked nothing like a herdsman from the Western Region, General Wenfeng frowned slightly: "Aren't you from the Western Region?"
The young man nodded, so calm that he seemed a little dull.
At this time, the curtain of the command department was lifted again, and it was Qin Jue.
The moment he saw Qin Jue, the young man who had gone in and out seven times to kill through the prophet army was stunned on the spot.
Qin Jue glanced at the young man lightly and asked casually: "Aren't you from the Western Region?"
Same question, just asked by different people.
The young man was trembling slightly, and his expression was inexplicably excited.
"No...no!"
General Wenfeng's frown deepened.
Why do you talk to me so calmly?
He turned to look at himself and nodded secretly, feeling that he was still strong and had the demeanor of a veteran.
