ultimate special forces king

Chapter 645 The hidden front is the explosive sharp edge!

They will be assigned to a front line and become the nightmare of these recruit special operations teams. The elite veterans selected from these special forces are very powerful in terms of combat effectiveness, experience, intuitive awareness, and even on-the-spot response experience, isn't it? The special operations members of the recruit special operations team can compare.

It is such a group of people who are used to snipe these new recruits every year, and this year is particularly powerful, because it coincides with the five-year-old Soldier King Guiguan Battle in the entire military region. All the candidates for the king came to participate.

And these elite soldier kings are used to snipe these recruits. It is like a fight between adults and children. If they lose, they can only go back to their respective military regions or the Zonghao army base and cry. Complaints and protests are useless.

Guo Shan saw that the number of vehicles arriving from the Southwest Military Region was almost the same. The leader of the special warfare team who arrived in each vehicle came to the vicinity of the Dragon Soul and Sword vehicles as soon as they got off the vehicle, and asked Guo Shan to confirm the report.

After waiting for a while, Guo Shan hurriedly gathered all the team leaders together, and briefly explained the next arrangement.

After a while, Huang Zhi, another companion of Guo Shan, appeared and said to him: "Old Guo, I have already connected with the person in charge of this big competition in the Southeast Military Region, and now they want our special forces to go to the designated place Waiting in the area, the leader of each special warfare team and the head of the military region went to the command center of the big test for a meeting."

"Okay, you lead the way!" Guo Shan nodded and said.

"You take your respective special operations teams and line up neatly to the designated area of ​​our Southwest Military Region, waiting for the specific arrangements that will come down soon."

Cao Tian and others paid a military salute together: "Yes, Chief!"

The situation in other military regions is similar. Basically, all of them will be transferred to the designated division area after arriving, and the team leader will participate in the meeting to understand the process and matters of this big competition.

After a while, Lin Zhen and others came to a grass field and temporarily set up a transparent tent with only a roof on it, surrounded by red coils, which was bright and airy.

There are only more than 50 people in the Southwest Military Region, and there are eight special warfare teams, some with six, some with seven, and some with eight.

Even if they don't know each other's name and number, they are somewhat familiar with each other's faces. The previous few encounters made it feel like they didn't know each other.

At this time, when they gathered together, there was less hostility and hatred. Even if there was a competitive relationship, it was not as strong as the hostility and hatred with the other four military regions. After all, that was the real competitive relationship, and it was related to the military regions. honor.

They made eye contact with each other, but said nothing.

However, the special forces members of the two military regions next to them are not so friendly. They are adjacent to each other. There is only a red line in the middle, which is useless. On the left is the Central Plains Military Region, and on the right is the Northeast Military Region. Courage can win.

After all, the left and right people are in the scale of twelve teams, with a scale of more than 80 people, and at this time, a group of people on the other side are constantly looking at Lin Zhen and others coldly.

"Hei Lang, you are so famous that even the people in the Central Plains Military Region recognize you. Looking at you now, you can't wait to swallow you alive." Yinlong Hanfeng, the captain of the Sword Special Operations Team, saw several people on the left. Personal, cold eyes shot over.

At first, I thought it was someone looking at him, but I didn't know that the expression was wrong, the other party was targeting the Dragon Soul Special Forces Team.

Lin Zhen and the others looked back, and all of them suddenly had strange expressions.

Leng Feng smiled wryly and explained to Han Feng: "It's not that our Dragon Soul special operations team is famous in other military regions, but because we raced with a special operations team in the Central Plains Military Region on the way we came, and they were the ones who kept staring at us. "

"what?"

The members of the Sword Special Forces Team looked at Lin Zhen and the others with surprised expressions.

The corner of Han Feng's mouth twitched, and he said, "You guys race against each other on the road, whether you win or lose."

Wang Hao frowned, and said, "Hei Lang drives, do you think you won or lost?"

Han Feng sighed helplessly, although he didn't want to admit it, but basically, the probability of winning was more, he nodded and said: "It seems that you really don't think it's a big deal, and you even took the initiative to provoke people from the Central Plains Military Region."

"It's just forcing them to lose their temper, rubbing the car, don't get in the way, it's okay..."

Wang Hao pouted and said.

"They are the special operations team of the Central Plains Military Region, maybe they will come to you for revenge later!"

Ye Feilin said: No matter what military region they are, they stand in front of us and show off their driving skills in front of us. Isn't this the rhythm of looking for shit?

"It's fine to talk about this kind of thing here. If they hear it, they might start doing it now." Han Feng said.

Lin Zhen smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of them? Aren't those guys also human? Aren't they also trained as recruits?"

"Haha, what you said is also reasonable. These things are really a headache, but if you really dare to provoke us, you will not be polite." Han Feng glanced at the special forces in the Central Plains theater while talking with a smile.

Those guys on the left all feel arrogant and domineering, but some of them are quiet and introverted, and even look very ordinary, but he can feel that those introverted and ordinary special forces are really powerful guy.

When a master reaches a certain level, he will always have the demeanor of a master. Those who have not reached that level will always be extremely proud, boasting that no one is an opponent.

Just like the few special forces members in the Dragon Soul Special Forces team at this time, they only give people a kind of arrogance and domineering, but they don't know how to be restrained and calm. Perhaps only Lin Zhen and Leng Feng in the team barely have this kind of temperament, and they are closer to masters The state of the world, but still must be competitive and a kind of arrogance.

Maybe with more experience, you will know more, know that the Tibetan front is the best sharp edge, and deliver a fatal blow to the opponent at the right time.

The situation on the other side was similar. Some special forces members of the Northeast Military Region recognized Lin Zhen and others. Especially during the process of overtaking, some people also silently remembered the faces of individual members of the Dragon Soul Special Forces team. Standing together, Lin Zhen and other people also took notes.

The surrounding discussion is getting louder and louder, no one here maintains discipline, but most of the special forces members still abide by the record, sitting quietly or fighting, waiting for the arrangement from above.

On the other hand, some special forces members kept sending them to the red line and squeezed towards the Southwest Military Region, causing many special forces members in the Southwest Military Region to frown, and some who didn't want to make trouble took two steps back. As if to be provocative, he took another step forward. In this way, the red line has been pulled out into a long arc, squeezing the formation of the Southwest Military Region to some extent.

(End of this chapter)