Interstellar Counterattack Becomes a God

Although Li Han looked cumbersome, his speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Mo Miao, and the momentum was fierce. Li Han clenched his right hand into a fist and hit Mo Miao's chin.

Mo Miao calmly turned to the right and slammed his fist into Li Han's chest. Li Han stretched out his left hand to block but underestimated Mo Miao's strength, and was repelled several steps.

Mo Miao didn't take advantage of the situation to attack. It was unnecessary for him, so he might as well give pointers to his opponent. Mo Miao recognized Li Han, who was a relative of his third aunt.

Li Han smiled gratefully towards Mo Miao, rubbed his hot chest, and rushed up after straightening his face. You come and I meet the two of you, Mo Miao gave Li Han a dozen tricks and thought it was almost done, so he sent Li Han out of the ring.

Mo Miao did not step down, but instead asked the other side to continue the fight. The other team members didn't have Li Han's luck, they were beaten down by Mo Miao, all of them couldn't recover. They knew that those few were very powerful, but they didn't expect that they would not be the enemy of others.

Xiao Luo, Wu Ling and Mo Ji blankly watched Mo Miao defeat one opponent after another, and the three of them felt bored.

Finally, in the fifty-fifth twenty-fifth, that is, the final competition, Mo Miao said: "The first few groups are too weak to be an opponent.

, This time is OK. Mo Ji came first, Xiao Luo came second, and I came third. "

Wu Ling waited for Mo Miao to say that he was fourth, but Mo Miao didn't see anything below. Holding Mo Miao's sleeve with one hand to prevent him from leaving, with the other hand, he asked dissatisfiedly, "Where is me?"

Mo Miao asked him to drag him like that, and asked, "Do you think we will lose?"

Wu Ling was speechless. He knew that he was inferior to the three of them, but being ignored, especially being ignored by Mo Miao made him very uncomfortable. Wu Ling's spirit seemed to be emptied instantly, and his fingers slipped weakly.

Mo Miao grabbed Wu Ling's chubby hand and held it in his own.

Mo Miao’s hands were very hot, unlike his always cold expression. Wu Ling was stunned when he heard what Mo Miao said. Mo Miao would actually comfort people...

I think that when Mo Miao helped him run away from the lollipop grabbing bad guys, he would only say violently that he shouldn't cry.

Xiao Luo and Mo Ji smiled when they met, and they saw the three characters of adultery in each other's eyes.

The laughter of the two awakened Wu Ling who was distracted. Wu Ling hurriedly pulled out his hand, "Go, go, what are you doing in a daze?"

Xiao Luo and Mo Ji sighed and shook their heads, and walked towards the ring first. Mo Miao took Wu Ling's hand and followed behind. Wu Ling couldn't help but want to go back and let his dad go to Mo's family to propose a marriage. I don't know if his dad will be beaten out. Thinking of the tragic situation that his father might have, Wu Ling shook his head, and drove away the random thoughts from his mind.

Mo Ji's opponent is very good, and after taking Mo Ji's ten moves, he jumped off the stage by himself.

When Xiao Luo came on stage, he watched a familiar person slowly walk up, Zheng Qiu.

However, Zheng Qiu, as if he didn't know him, launched an offensive after taking the stage, leaving no room for a sharp move.

Xiao Luoxin was a little annoyed, and his shot gradually became fierce. Mental power is wrapped in the hands, elbows, feet, and legs of the two of them. Wherever they can attack and defend, they are reinforced with mental power, and then a few cold arrows of mental power are placed from time to time, and the two have fought for 20 minutes.

The mental power was gradually consumed, and the two of them opened the distance tacitly, and the victory was determined by one blow. The mental power is no longer transparent, and gradually dyed in color, and both of them turned their mental power into supernatural powers. Zheng Qiu looked very strenuous, not as relaxed as Xiao Luo. It is also destined that the red fireball is better than the blue water polo.

Watching the fireball gradually erode the water polo, Zheng Qiu's hand was clenched into a fist and then loosened, and his grip was loosened in this way. His eyes were full of unwillingness. He had walked all the way to stand here, but he was still no match for these people. . In any case, Xiao Luo won. He had some feelings in the fight just now, and he didn't have time to pay attention to Zheng Qiu. Xiao Luo hurriedly jumped off the stage to meditate and realized what he had gained, and Zheng Qiu quickly walked off the ring lonely.

It was Mo Miao and Shen Lin's turn. The two ended the battle after only three minutes of fighting, and Mo Miao was victorious.

Shen Lin and Zheng Qiu are both civilians. It should be said that a group of four of them are civilians from the same place, and it is only today that they support each other. Although this complete defeat made them painful and unwilling, but after a short period of discouragement, they were still high in fighting spirit.

After the game, Shen Yuanhui didn't say much, just let them choose the dormitory by themselves and take a day off. A new journey will begin in one day.

The people on the first floor have a tacit understanding, and there is no competition, but the dormitory is randomly selected by lottery. The four of Xiao Luo swayed to the uppermost dormitory

Pushing open the black door, the four people walked into the room. There is a low table in the living room, surrounded by four single sofas. There is nothing else.

The four of them looked at the four back rooms. They were all painted on the ground with a formation, so there was nothing to choose. They were still drawing lots for one room.

Xiao Luo and Mo Ji entered each room, and Mo Miao followed Wu Ling into the same room.

Wu Lingshou grabbed the doorknob and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Mo Miao frowned, "Talk about us."

Wu Ling still didn't plan to have a long talk with Mo Miao, and lowered his head and said, "There is nothing to talk about. Obediently wait for me to marry you."

Mo Miao smiled, pinched Wu Ling's chin, raised his head and bit Wu Ling's lips, "Okay, I'll wait." Then Mo Miao left.

Wu Ling touched his lower lip with his finger and saw the blood on his finger. It was too cruel. Fortunately, it was a mental body, otherwise he would have to bite it back. All the students spent a whole day practicing in the center of the formation in the room, feeling refreshed, the upper class wanted to try the lower formation, and the first one wanted to hold their own things.

After ten months of intense training, it was an exciting moment of fame.

Hundreds of millions of viewers turned on the live screen and waited for the start of the game. Two thousand students are also gearing up to get ready.

In the open space under the dormitory building, two thousand students only waited for an order from the coach to rush to the vortex-like entrance in front of the simulated battlefield. They waited and waited, and couldn't wait for instructions. Slowly their restless hearts calmed down.

Shen Yuanhui saw that everyone's expressions were finally no longer irritable, so he opened his own mouth and said: "This is the last competition. Every student will have three mini robots to follow the whole process. You will enter the simulated battlefield and simulate the battle of Carlsee. "

"The initial status of all students is the ninth class. The simulated characters will give you merit points based on your contribution to the battle, and enough merit points can be upgraded. After the game, they will be ranked by level."

"Each student will bring your mecha into the battlefield. You can only use mecha to fight. Offenders will automatically deduct merit points. As for other things, you have to explore by yourself."

The Carlce War is the most tragic battle in the history of interstellar warfare. The battle front spreads on hundreds of planets, and humans and insects have fought for a whole decade. It is an indelible pain for both humans and Zerg. But there have also been countless heroes worthy of admiration, and countless battle examples worth studying.

The four of Xiao Luo fell into one piece. They were in a tent, and it is estimated that each group was put together.

There are four mats and four backpacks in the tent, which should be their initial supplies. The mecha has been hanging around their necks

Xiao Luo first opened a small opening of the tent to observe the surroundings. Countless tents are rooted on the ground in an orderly manner, and patrols pass by from time to time.

After confirming safety, Xiao Luo retracted back and nodded to the three of them. The four people put the mats together, and sat on it, enclosing the four backs in the middle.

Modi opened the backpack in front of him. Two sets of clothes, three energy boxes, a protective cover, and a repair were taken out from it.

Reconstituted.

Xiao Luo pointed to the clothes and said, "It should be our uniform just like the clothes worn by people outside."

Wu Ling nodded and said, "Check what's in the other backpacks, although it's unlikely that something went wrong."

Wu Ling, Mo Miao, and Xiao Luo opened their backpacks together. The items in the four backpacks were exactly the same, and the planner did not discriminate between the trainees here.

Because of the unknown number, at the beginning of the game, the audience who watched the live broadcast watched it casually. In Yihao, a person from the Xiao family named Xiao Jing was watching Xiao Luo's live studio. He was shocked when he saw Xiao Luo for the first time, murmured that he was dead early, right?

Xiao Jing was stunned, and forgot to report his findings to the people above him, but kept watching. Seeing Xiao Luo carefully observing the environment and talking generously with other people, Xiao Jing confirmed that the two were just alike, not the same person. After all, Xiao Luo didn't dare to talk to people at all and had no abilities.

Mo Ji was about to change into his clothes, but was stopped by Xiao Luo.

Mo Ji looked at Xiao Luo with a question mark.

Xiao Luo pointed to the sky and said, "It's live broadcast."

Mo Ji stopped taking off his clothes, "What should I do?"

Wu Ling and Xiao Luo looked at each other, stood up and pulled the mat out of Mo Miao and Mo Ji's buttocks, covering Mo Ji.

Mo Ji hurriedly changed into underwear and put on a uniform. The remaining three took turns changing their clothes, finishing their clothes, and standing in a row, Xiao Luo, Wu Ling and Mo Ji smiled and poses, only Mo Momiao was expressionless.

Most of the viewers in front of the live broadcast took pictures of them on Zhinet.com and named them: Shuai Da Group of Four, which attracted countless spring-lovers.

Screen.

After the skin was over, the four of them walked out solemnly. They didn't know anything and had to go out to inquire about the news.

The four stood in a row to imitate those patrols turning around in the camp. They set out from their tent and walked to the gate. The four were stopped when they were about to circle the border.

"Stop, the four in front." A man with two stars embroidered on his chest and holding a cauldron walked towards Xiao Luo and stood still in front of Xiao Luo.

"Next." He stuffed the big pot in his arms into Xiao Luo's hands, and then said: "You go and send the pot to the cooking camp." With just one sentence, they left. Xiao Luo asked Mo Miao, "Where is the cooking camp?"

Mo Miao twitched his mouth, "I don't know."

Wu Ling interrupted hurriedly, "Let's just find them one by one, and walk around."

Wu Ling took the lead, Xiao Luo followed closely, and Mo Miao followed. Only Mo Ji Leng stayed where he was, and when he saw them walking away, he remembered to catch up. As he walked, he said, "He asked us to send it to us?"

Mo Miao pointed to Mo Ji's chest, a lone star. Mo Ji coughed twice and stopped speaking.

Few people don't want to find someone to inquire about the next route, the risk is too high. It's not good if people here find out that they popped up suddenly

Wu Ling suddenly stopped as he walked. Xiao Luo was caught off guard and hit his back and bounced back. The four of them looked up at the sky together, what was the gray smoke floating in the sky?

Xiao Luo swallowed and said, "Cooking smoke?"

Mo Ji shook his head and said categorically: "Impossible. You don't know how long the history of nutritional supplements is. How can there be people who cook?"

Xiao Luo was noncommittal, but Wu Ling suggested: "Go and see?"

Mo Miao nodded, and the four of them walked towards the source of smoke. Before he got there, he heard the coughing one after another, and Xiao Luo felt that he should be choked by the smoke.

It turned out to be the case when I came closer. A gang leader discovered their existence and shouted at them: "What are you doing in a daze? Get the pot quickly."

Xiao Luo ran over and was taken away by the gang leader before he stopped. Then the gang directly put the pot on the smoking stove. Xiao Luo looked at the crooked circle of mounds with gaps, and thought to himself that it should be the stove, right? Anyway, the function is the same

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The person next to him who kept coughing finally coughed enough, went into the tent and held out a handful of plants from it. He put them directly into the pot, and then hung his hands over the pot, and a stream of clear water spouted from between his fingers and poured it onto the plants.

Xiao Luo and the four were silent as they watched their sorrows, and they couldn't express their complicated feelings. They don't know if they can leave, they just stay there.

Gumming blisters kept coming up, and one person took out a long-handled spoon and scooped a spoonful of black paste from the pot to the other person's mouth. The man licked his tongue while holding the spoon. Probably he didn't taste any taste and stuck out his tongue again, and the one who took the spoon directly slammed the spoon into his mouth. Still curious, asked: "How does it taste?"

He smashed his mouth, licked his upper and lower lips, and said, "It's so delicious."

The one who took the spoon eagerly took another spoon and put it in his mouth. He poked out as soon as he went in in the dark. "Bah, baah..." It took a full half a minute, and the saliva went on strike. Then he raised the spoon and swiped it on the other person's head, and the person avoided the spoon as soon as he jumped. With a look of gloat, he forgot that he was a powerful man who swallowed all the black.

He hid behind the four Xiao Luo. The spoon-bearer remembered that there were outsiders here. Then he brightened his eyes and pointed to Xiao Luo and said, "Go and divide the dinner with everyone to make sure that everyone has a share." He said to the three Wu Ling: "You follow me to get the tableware in the tent."

Then Xiao Luo held the dark pan, and the three of them began to deliver meals from door to door, holding a lot of tableware.

In front of the first tent, Xiao Luo shouted: "Brothers inside, come out to eat."

The four thin-faced soldiers suddenly got up from the ground and rushed outside. Xiao Luo looked at their hungry wolf eyes, took a step back, and stammered: "Sit a minute, wait a minute, everyone has a share."

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