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Chapter 1890 Recapturing the generator set
In front is the computer room where the generator set is located. This is a building similar to the Pentagon, with only three floors. Of course, it is dozens of times smaller than the Pentagon in the United States. Inside is the generator room of Dalin Temple and the office building of the logistics department of Dalin Temple. But now, it seems that there is a dead silence. There are corpses strewn about on the ground. From a distance, there are about 30 to [-] people, all of whom seem to have died in a fight.

Jie Wuqing knew that the abbot gave himself a death order, and recaptured the crew at all costs, and found out the hackers.

Behind Jie Wu stood hundreds of warrior monks dressed in black tights and fully armed. He led five teams of warrior monks this time, which was extremely inconsistent with his status as a single monk instructor. At most, he can be regarded as the captain of a warrior monk team, but at the moment he is leading five warrior monk teams, including the usual monk leader like him, who are all his subordinates. Don't mention how excited he is. Really developed.

"Zangkong, you lead the eleventh team of warrior monks in your hands, as the vanguard, to feign a frontal attack, and test what kind of enemy is hidden in the opposite building?"

The captain of the warrior monk named Zangkong grinned, and cried out in pain, "You avenge yourself! Why must we go!"

Jie Wu had no expression on his face, "Without any reason, I suddenly thought that you and your team are suitable to play forwards, so I called you."

Anyone who believes what Jie Wu said is really an idiot, Zang Kong stared at Jie Wu with an expression that I had seen through you a long time ago, "You hold a grudge against what I said before that the warrior monks you led were of low quality, you just wanted to This reason let us play forward! Ever since you were urgently appointed, I have such a bad feeling."

There are also various contradictions and frictions between the Warrior Monk team and the team. The most essential source of such friction is the friction between the leader of the Warrior Monk team. The Warrior Monk itself is the main combat force in Dalin Temple. The status of Dalin Temple is second only to the heirs of Tantric Buddhism. The captains of every war monk also have their eyes above the top at the same time. There is competition everywhere in Dalin Temple, and the same is true among the captains. This man named Zangkong, and Jiewu used to be a hot water, and the two sides had many small conflicts and small frictions. The result of these small conflicts and small frictions was a fight between a dozen people, and even the beatings were bloody. The origin was nothing more than So-and-so looked at so-and-so a few more times while eating, and so-and-so turned a blind eye to so-and-so when walking, in short, any trivial matter would lead to a fight between the two sides.

And the most recent friction was that when Zangkong was meeting with the warrior monks under his seat, he secretly said that the quality of the warrior monks under Jiewu's seat was low. Even today's bad weather can affect the mood and become a factor in the fighting between the two sides. The words of Zang Kong are undoubtedly a naked provocation, which is equivalent to a big event like the sky falling.

Now, Jie Wu finally got his chance.

"Yes, I just hold a grudge, and I'm targeting it deliberately. Don't worry, if you are the vanguard, I won't just stand by. Once you enter the battle state, we will immediately support you," Jie Wu felt that he was very similar. It was a ruffian, "Your monk team has quality, hehe, let me see what kind of quality method you guys have."

Zangkong looked at Jiewu bitterly, with an attitude that you will remember for me, then turned to his team of warrior monks, and shouted loudly, "Our eleventh team has left countless people in the history of Dalin Temple. The glorious trajectory, most of the people who came out of our team have now become the elders of Dalin Temple. Our eleventh team has never been a coward! Now, some people question our ability! Doubt our quality! Even contempt Our courage! You say, what should we do now!?"

"Copy guys are fighting!"

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"Beating until you don't even know your mother!"

The eleventh team of warrior monks shouted together, and glanced at Jiewu provocatively, and then looked at the generator building in front of them, "Okay! It's right in front of us, the site that originally belonged to us, our generator building, Now it is occupied by an unknown enemy. I used to give you lectures all the time, emphasizing a main combat power. Now, let our [-]th team teach these monks and let them know what an elite like a sharp knife is. Troops! Let's go!"

There was the sound of the gun bolts being pulled neatly, and more than [-] monks from the eleventh team responded at the same time, and then turned into black shadows, rushing forward in an orderly manner.

Jie Wu's heart was in a panic, he didn't expect to let this kid named Zang Kong go out, but instead he came up with a lot of rhetoric, which made those who were waiting in the rear itchy, eager to go up and make a performance, anyway, he didn't want to see Cang Kong's amazing and inexhaustible look.Two black shadows appeared between the windows of the generating unit building, and then the bullets shot out, while the warrior monk squad hidden in the sky returned fire at the same time, almost without any sequence, the warrior monks walked on the flat ground, and the bullets turned into light in the night sky Dao, shooting back and forth in bunches, the scene is spectacular, but it really is the elite team of the warrior monks, the opponent's black shadow marksmanship is superb, but the warrior monks' firepower is strong, they just suppress the opponent's firepower to sporadic, showing great strength The powerful fighting power of the Lin Temple warrior monk.

"Finally caught up with the front page!" On top of the dark building, four people appeared silently. The one who was speaking was Jail Xiao, holding two M4A1 assault rifles in his hand, and stepped out, standing on the rooftop. Looking at the team of warrior monks who are advancing towards the generator building.

Zang Feng didn't say much, he pulled out the sniper rifle behind his back, put it on the roof, and smiled quietly, "Let us give Dalin Temple a sudden surprise."

The empty building, which used to be the Dalin Temple base full of people, is now empty. All buildings and personnel have been evacuated at the most urgent speed. From this, we can know the deployment capabilities of Dalin Temple. I am afraid that no matter how many people are invading now, they will be trapped in the natural battle fortress of Dalin Temple, and no one will be spared. Now, Dalin Temple is naturally at a disadvantage.

A person is walking slowly on the empty corridor of the building. Behind him, there is a light rail passing through the building, and it is going away quickly. Only the sound of hula la can be heard in the quiet environment, and on his shoulder , but still carrying a person, but it seems relaxed.

The corridor is wide, and it is not a problem to accommodate five tanks passing side by side, but at the end, there is a man in a gray robe, with cold lips and a cold expression, which is comparable to the coldest Tiberium in winter. The cold wind, even the splashed water will freeze the moment it hits the ground.

Jie Chen looked calmly at the man carrying Yi Yun in front of him, there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and there were two guns pinned to his waist. Seeing Jie Chen, he smiled slightly, and then the Yi Yun on his shoulder slipped and smashed On the ground, I don't know whether it is dead or alive, and there is no tendency to move.

At the same time, from the aisles on both sides of Jiechen, a group of warrior monks with submachine guns rushed out like a swarm, standing left and right, with different postures, either squatting or standing, raising their hands to shoot, countless tongues of fire shot out suddenly, It pours towards the man facing the front.

(End of this chapter)