On Mount Xilang, on the majestic battlefield spread across thousands of meters of slope, small battle groups have been or are being formed.
The collision and fight of flesh and blood, life and death, victory and defeat, slashing and roaring, blood staining the snow... The circular formation one third of the way down from the top of the mountain extends to near the foot of the mountain.
This originally holy and peaceful world of ice and snow has now become the most cruel and bloody battlefield in the history of human civilization's nearly century-old struggle against the invasion of the Great Sword.
High places: The elite teams are using the fastest speed and the most life-or-death formation to clear out the big spikes around their positions, while resisting the attacks from high places...
The iron flagpole pierced the ice beneath the feet, and the flags determined in the pre-war arrangement to represent the life and death of the team were embedded one by one.
From now on, these flags will represent an iron wall. As long as these flags do not fall, no one will return from the battlefield below to recover or return to defend the main ship.
Below, on the divided battlefield: a race against time, killing at any cost, is taking place everywhere.
Wherever you stand and look around, you can see figures of bloody battles.
At the bottom of the mountain, on the high platform on the side of the frontline command post.
After a period of low-pitched discussion, more than 20 war reporters from the alliance headquarters and branches in various countries suddenly jumped off the high platform, and then the devices exploded, holding cameras and video cameras in their hands, and ran towards the battlefield.
The officer in charge was caught off guard and shouted in panic and anger behind him: "What are you doing?! Danger! Come back!"
The war reporters' energy integration degree is basically not high, and the devices they wear at this time are just to prevent sudden unexpected situations and facilitate evacuation.
And now, they are going to the battlefield. The battlefield at this moment will never arrange for the soldiers to be distracted and provide them with any special protection and rescue. If there is any, it will be an insult to this war and the word comrade-in-arms.
This was something that the military officers had already explained specifically, and the reporters themselves were all aware of it.
"But the distance here is too far." A short-haired female reporter pointed to the battlefield ahead and turned around and said: "They should be photographed more clearly. Their appearance and their battles should be better recorded... remember."
"One day, the people of Azure need to know what someone has done for their lives and survival!" Another reporter continued.
The female reporter nodded, "Fights and sacrifices, even if they have to be temporarily buried, should never be forgotten."
After saying that, the two turned around and continued running, resolutely chasing their counterparts from various countries towards the battlefield.
"If I die……"
"If I die……"
While running, two unfamiliar reporters spoke to each other in unison.
"Please help bring my camera (video camera) back."
"...Okay. My name is Ashley. I just arrived on the last plane from Switzerland today. How about you?"
"Ian, from Australia, arrived last night. Nice to meet you, Ashley."
"Me too."
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Han Qingyu did not stop beside the dying body in front of him. If you are injured in this situation, just leave it to the surrounding team to solve it.
As the source energy device continued to vibrate, his running figure began to cover the entire surrounding battlefield, cutting into one battle formation after another that fell into despair.
What was faster than his figure were the two dead iron straight knives that were almost constantly spinning in the air alternately. The knife in his hand and the knife in the air are constantly exchanged... He can even sometimes rescue and help two battle groups at the same time.
"Huh huh huh..." The dead iron straight knife was spinning in the sky.
Wen Jifei raised his head, constantly looking for positions and angles on the battlefield. It was rare for you to see Manji so serious, and it was even rarer to see him show such a calm look like a glacier, "Bang...dang!"
No misses, not once so far. His exaggerated performance surprised both Liu Shiheng and He Tangtang.
On the battlefield, Rusty Girl Riwo Zhan took action again and again... Mira 9's special sniper rifle fired gunshots one after another.
The sword that was chopped open or knocked away would always return to Han Qingyu's hand, and then spin away again.
This Wen Jifei is unknown to others and lacks understanding.
At this moment, only He Tangtang, Liu Shiheng, Shen Yixiu and Wu Shi, who are closest to us, probably know, or maybe Lao Jian also knows:
This scene is actually such an important and remarkable thing for Dice Wen Jifei, and what kind of tenacious mentality and persistence he used to achieve it.
Although he will definitely not say this when he goes back, he will probably just brag happily and say completely shamelessly, you see, it mainly depends on me... If everyone can go back.
In this way, Han Qingyu's men and swords shuttled around and enveloped the entire surrounding battlefield amidst the gunshots of Mira 9, the roars and sonic booms of source energy devices.
His style of play is special, and even other top combat powers, even most super combat powers, cannot copy it.
At this moment, the teams around them, including Chinese, Bhutanese, Indian and German... they all felt a little confused and shocked after seeing them between battles or actually being helped.
None of them had ever seen such a fighting method, nor had they ever seen anyone able to form such a large combat coverage almost by themselves.
If they can finally leave here, they will try hard to describe it and tell many people that the situation that day was like a storm that has been raging repeatedly and rolling into the entire battlefield.
"I think I took a picture of him, Ian, I took a picture of that invincible Chinese Asian Front soldier."
Ashley lay down in a groove in the middle of a piece of ice rock, looked down at the camera in her hand that had just finished shooting, and said with some excitement and trembling. She just picked up a blood-stained sword and placed it next to her.
"No." Ian was low down, his face tilted away from the camera, looking up and whispering: "You just captured a storm."
The man was moving so fast that even the camera couldn't capture a clear enough image, and Ian didn't think Ashley could get a clear picture.
"Really? Uh... maybe yes." Ashley was unwilling to give in, picked up the camera again, and carefully poked her head out.
But that figure had disappeared from their sight.
After a brief moment of loss, the cameras and cameras turned to others. Everyone on this battlefield at this moment was worth recording.
This time has actually not passed long since the battle started. The team that solved the mission target on the spot did not stop and started looking for new targets. Han Qingyu was also fighting, gradually getting further and further away from 1777.
Two figures appeared beside him. Wu Shi and Shen Yixiu had already eliminated more than one big spear at this time. While Han Qingyu continues to improve, they are also improving. Their respective strengths are now at the top level. Together, their efficiency is not slow at all.
"you?!"
"Team Labor, Deputy Captain Qin, veterans, Rourou and the others... asked us to come." Shen Yixiu was a little nervous and quickly moved out a bunch of people to cover the scene and explained: "They told you not to underestimate 1777. Don’t underestimate them…they asked us to come.”
Wu Shi: "Yeah."
Han Qingyu thought for a moment and nodded.
"Panlan! Over there, in the northeast, there is a body of Panlan! Qingzi, hurry up." Liu Shiheng, who was in charge of communications among the trio who was carrying a communicator and finally found a location within talking distance, shouted loudly and urgently.
His vision was blurry. In the distance, about twenty people from a remnant squad were fighting to the death against a large blue-tinted spear. There were four or five corpses lying on the ground nearby.
"Ode! Ode! Ode!"
Three consecutive explosions erupted at almost the same time. Iron armor, spears and double knives pounced on the blue body.
Three people, less than two minutes.
The big blue tip fell down.
Han Qingyu, Wu Shi, and Xi Mei cooperated with all their strength to explode. What level of combat power is, perhaps only super combat power can give an evaluation now.
The small group of remnant soldiers with mixed faces from east to west raised their hands to salute and thanked them. Without asking any more questions, they quickly turned around, looked for the target again, and entered the battlefield.
Judging from the combat uniforms on their bodies, they were probably made up of remnants of three squads.
As the figures walked away, Han Qingyu and the other two ran a few steps sideways, and then they discovered... another blue body with traces of self-destruction, and the corpse of Azure's sacrificed comrade.
This shows that there were three teams here just now who worked together to strangle two Fan Lan, hacked one to death, and sacrificed many people, and then the remaining people improvised and fought another Fan Lan to the death.
Salute and leave... Han Qingyu was silent, putting the two swords behind his shoulders while running, and at the same time unhooked the blue light pillar sword. In the past three days, with the infiltration of Bone Source, he has gained a lot more understanding of the Blue Light Pillar Sword. He knows that Bone Source is likely to be suppressed in level and has higher source energy control than Red Shoulder. He also knows his current strength. , using this thing consumes a lot of money.
At this time, the low and long alarm sound of "Beep..." finally appeared.
Familiar syllables came from the direction of Dajian's main ship, and they finally began to recall Dajian in battle.
At the same time, the blue light of the main ship's hull bloomed with a "bang".
The blue light was dazzling, and the tone of the entire battlefield changed accordingly, as if to announce that the more brutal stage of the battle was finally coming.
At this moment, on the battlefield below, no matter what fighting state they were in, the big leaders who heard the call turned around and started running towards the top of the mountain. At the same time, they kept getting closer, trying to gather together.
"Stop!...Stop!" In the ordinary battle formation, small teams were besieging, killing, and blocking all the way to prevent Dajian from breaking through... Some people rushed directly into the Dajian group that had begun to gather.
But inevitably, some of the big spikes still stood out from the encirclement and gradually gathered upward at the same time. Under the leadership of the blue-tinted spikes, they began to attack the ring position.
The desperate resistance began.
A position in the eastern section of the circular position.
Just after clearing out the three big spears that appeared around the position, underneath the Mexican elite Chichén Itza team, another big spear group consisting of seventeen big spears was charging forward, led by two blue ones.
Even if they are elite, even if they have been on the battlefield for a long time, the hands of the soldiers holding the dead iron Mexican scimitar still tighten unconsciously, and their throats are dry at the same time.
What the Azure Battle Formation is most afraid of is the massed charge of the big spikes. What’s more, there are still two blue ones among them, so even if Chichén Itza is an elite team, the big spikes in front of them are already beyond their capabilities. The combat power is at its limit.
If it were normal times, they should call for help immediately if they encountered this situation.
But at this moment, on this battlefield, nearby positions are also being attacked... They can only prepare to face it independently after briefly reporting to the surrounding areas, hold on, and then wait for the super combat power that may come to help. They divided these 17 large bodies.
"There is no way to resist. We must go and disperse them first..." Vice-captain Ethan, who has a thick beard above his lips, has a fierce face, like a criminal. Because of his personality and dissatisfaction, he usually interacts with captain Danny Trejo Don't deal with each other.
At this point he stood up and saluted.
"Please lead the brothers to avenge me after I disperse them, Captain."
At this time, those who rush to divide the formation are almost certain to die. Ethan's combat power is close to the top. At the same time, he is the vice-captain, so he is the most suitable candidate.
He turned around and glanced at the rough team flag, "I like this flag very much, so please be sure not to let it fall down and not let the honor of the Mexican Front be insulted."
Time was running out. Ethan shook his head and refused to talk. With a "clang", the Mexican machetes in his left and right hands passed each other. At the same time as the sound of the knife was heard, the man had already jumped out of position.
But, “Ethan!”
Captain Danny Trejo suddenly yelled, and at the same time reached out behind him and pulled him back.
At this moment, in the sight of all the members of the Chichen Itza team, from small to large, a pillar sword glowing with blue light flew from behind the big sharp group like lightning.
The pillar sword penetrated the air and wind, and the sound of the sonic explosion exploded at its tail like a substance. It was a gray mist, dragging in the blue light... It roared in the air... without any curved trajectory, straight from the rear. , crashed into the big sharp group.
"Boom!" Ice and snow flew everywhere.
"..." The Chichen Itza team was stunned for a second.
The charging group was blown away.
It was blown away by the pillar sword.
The pillar sword is supposed to be a sharp weapon, right? ! Ethan and Danny Trejo glanced at each other quickly, and then looked back. In the line of sight below, there were three figures running toward them.
The combat uniform of the Chinese Asian Front Army.
Got it, it’s that person.
That name started to spread gradually four days ago.
"It's Qing!"
"It's king!"
At this moment, no one had time to think about why he could control the blue light pillar sword? After all, since he can snatch that thing, why can't he use it? ! And if it is just thrown like this, top combat power and super combat power should be able to achieve it.
At this moment, "Kill!" All the members of the Chichén Itzá team swung their swords and rushed towards the large group of people who were temporarily dispersed in front of the formation.
The Dajian group dispersed. As long as the first wave of killings and divisions were completed in time, they, as an elite combat force, could complete the blockade.
At the same time, Han Qingyu and three others surrounded a large blue-colored body from behind and began to help strangle it.
