The manager of Barracks No. 11, who was staying halfway, sent someone back to notify the team that they could make new action plans in advance.

But what he didn't expect was that shortly after Shi Tou left, the boy from the Second Battalion who had just crossed the mountain and appeared on the east side of the second battalion, defeated his team with dense powder bullets. After everyone was stripped of their equipment, they were escorted by the appeared military police and sent to the security area on the east side.

The manager of the No. 11 barracks whose forehead was hit by a powder bullet was dyed colorfully and extremely impactful, but the position he was hit still swollen, making him very angry.

It was too frustrating to be defeated by the Taiwan defeat, so when the military police escorted him looked kind, he came to the boy from the Second Battalion to chat. Only then did he realize that the flag-grabbing area pointed to by the map obtained by the Second Battalion happened to have to pass through the mountain where he was just now, which led to such a problem.

The gendarmes responsible for escorting the teenagers couldn't help laughing when the teenagers started arguing about the map. "Don't fight, all the maps were made by Chief Li Zhengmin himself. The routes of your three battalions will cross. If you divide the troops at the beginning, you will definitely fall into a weak position. It is too normal to be annihilated like this..."

The losers who were sent to the safe zone will be sent back to the training camp in batches. Before they even entered the area where the flag was captured, they had lost their qualifications to participate. Although it was lucky, failure is failure, and there was no reason to say.

Moreover, some of the truths that the training camp wants to make the teenagers understand are also shown through such a competition, although it seems particularly cruel and cold.

The number of teenagers who were sent to a safe area to wait for their return to the camp is increasing.

After annihilated twenty-seven teenagers of the Third Battalion, due to the information, the second battalion, the main force of the Third Battalion was coming, so they were attacked by the third battalion and the first battalion team one after another, and were defeated and defeated.

The military policemen hiding around the three teams were busy and joyful.

Because in such a chaotic situation, many jokes can be produced for the meal. Especially Master Li Zhengmin, who made the rules this time, completely changed the original flag-taking competition model of the Bastille Training Camp, causing the chaos to break out in the early stages, causing most teenagers to lose the qualification to participate.

The instructors from the three barracks were also waiting anxiously in the safe area.

Although they knew that the change in the flag-grabbing mode would end earlier, they did not expect that the three teams would launch an extremely melee battle on the mountain in this way.

Of course, there are also many wise men among the teenagers in the three battalions.

After two hours of melee, the battle within the mountain range came to an end. The completely crippled battalion of teenagers first left the battlefield and retreated to the swamp on the north side under the leadership of Ke Pengfeng.

The survivors of the third battalion, chasing the surviving teenagers of the second battalion who were becoming more and more brave, began to retreat to the initial safe zone, and there were also frightened cowards in fluorescent clothes and firing signal flares in the team.

As the melee was about to end, the stones that had crossed the entire swamp were taking the rest of the teenagers through a jungle.

The military police following behind this team admired the leader of the team that survived the melee because of the initial speed too fast.

Because there were only three paths that could be safely passed in the swamp, and after the stone exploring the way forward fell into an unbreakable swamp, he immediately retreated and found a safe passage, leading the team to break out without any danger.

The military police in disguise suit, because it was difficult to follow the jungle ahead at close range, so he stopped at the edge of the swamp to take a short rest.

But just as he wanted to take out the food from his backpack, a bullet shot from the front and hit his forehead.

With a puff.

The forehead that was shot instantly cracked, and the gendarmerie's head was like a shattered watermelon. The cracked brain matter mixed with blood splattered everywhere. The powerful impact force carried by the bullet made his whole body fall backwards as if he was hit by a heavy hammer.

At the same time as the gunshots, a thin man floated out of the swamp not far from the military police. His body surface seemed to be covered with a layer of oil. After standing up, he only shook slightly. The mud and water stains on his body were all shaken off. Then he appeared beside the military police like a breeze.

The man leaned down and stared at the body that had lost his head for a moment, then turned his face and roared at the woman who walked over with a sniper rifle. "Milia, you ruined my rations again, before I told you not to shoot their heads, so I was so useless, so why did you let me quit?"

In a few steps, the woman next to the man was a petite and beautiful girl. She placed the sniper rifle that had just blown the head of the military police on her neck with one hand, and raised her towering chest, trying to make her graceful figure look more attractive.

However, the man squatting next to the corpse had no interest in the charm she showed. Instead, he grinned and showed that his fangs were revealed, showing that he was extremely unhappy.

The style she showed was replaced by depression. Milia ignored the anger of the angry man, looked at the body of the military police and quickly stepped aside with her nose. "If it's rotten, it's rotten. Anyway, there's a lot of food here, let alone the blood of dead people is smelly. This is what my sister specifically warned me before leaving, saying that she must not get any of it..."

The disgusting expression and the meaningful narrative made the man squatting next to the entity became even more angry, but he was in a dangerous situation and was not at the time of internal strife.

In his heart, the man who cursed Emily in front of her and the sister behind her, took a sudden breath, trying to smell the sweet blood for the last time.

But after being sucked in one breath, his face changed and his body shook for a moment, because the blood spurted out from the neck cavity of the corpse had turned black and purple at this time, and the smell it released was no longer sweet, but a strong stench.

The man who was almost fainted from the smoke stood up and stamped his feet angrily on the corpse.

The gendarmerie where the military police stayed was on the edge of the swamp. After stomping down with a seemingly not heavy foot, the corpse instantly sank. As a large pile of bubbles rose from the mud, the corpse disappeared completely in the blink of an eye, and there was only a large puddle of bubbles that kept experiencing bubbles.

"Emily, I warn you for the last time if you dare to aim at their heads and shoot them next time, I will try my best to go back and accept the punishment and kill you first."

"Mr. Dom, I'm so scared... But don't bother with a low-level blood group like me. I don't understand many things, let alone my sister is really angry..."

Milia, who showed a fear expression, began to tremble, but her left hand, which had been holding the gun handle, was tightened, and there was no fear in her pupils.

Dom, whose entire pupils began to be congested, wanted to get angry, but in the end he restrained himself. He pointed at the direction where Shitou and others disappeared, and ordered in a deep voice. "When you leave, you quickly find the target and complete the task, otherwise the instructors in Bastille will notice that we are coming, and it will be difficult to leave..."
Chapter completed!