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The bald man didn't mind asking, but Qu Jianlei knew very well: this topic is not something he can talk about.

Everyone is a team with important people and guns. He is a B-level lonely ghost, what qualifications does he have to give advice?

Besides, he is not a showy master, "Several adults discuss it, and I will be responsible for cooperating."

The bald man turned his head and gave him a deep look, "Heitian, it's good to be modest, but being too modest is hypocrisy."

"Your combat power is astonishing, plus those two... are definitely forces that can control the situation of the battle, why are you not qualified?"

Qu Jianlei smiled and remained silent. After a long time, he found no one was talking, so he coughed lightly.

"I can help make a bridge, but those two may not buy it. Don't rely too much on outsiders, you still have to rely on yourself."

His main concern is that only one of his two identities can emerge, so he can't let the other party place too much hope on him.

The three A-level fighters exchanged glances when they heard the words, and finally Hong Yun spoke out.

"That's right. What Hei Tian said makes sense. Everyone will run, and the mountain will fall. When it matters, you still have to rely on your own strength."

Linghu also nodded, "I'm sure they won't sit idly by, but they can't expect too much either."

Having said that, the atmosphere is somewhat heavy.

Everyone came here in a group this time, and they really placed a lot of hope. The current situation inevitably feels a bit disappointing.

Hong Yun coughed lightly, breaking the silence, "Hei Tian, ​​last time you said... there are artillery and shells?"

Hearing this, Qu Jianlei picked up a branch and started drawing on the ground, "Let me draw a sketch."

After roughly drawing, he pointed at a position, "There are a total of eight cannons, and I buried them here."

The bald man said lightly, "It doesn't matter how many cannons, the key is how many shells?"

The pioneer group fell to such an extent, mainly because the supplies could not keep up, and the weapons were not in short supply.

Qu Jianlei shook his head, "There are not many shells, mainly high-explosive shells and thermobaric shells, you can go and see."

Hong Yun glanced at Qu Jianlei, "Then how should we divide?"

Qu Jianlei didn't answer, but Captain Mu said, "The three A-level bosses can figure it out."

Realizing that Hei Tian had no intention of interfering with the question, the three bosses communicated briefly, and it didn't take long for this matter.

The artillery shells were mainly distributed to Heiyu and the engineering battalion, Linghu was more or less interested in artillery.

At the beginning, Qian Duoduo had stored a lot of shells in the front, and now there are still some, because the artillery has been damaged a lot.

After the communication, Linghu and Baldy took a few B-rank fighters and went directly to get the artillery and ammunition.

You can't act casually during the day, that's for others, A-level fighters really don't have such scruples.

The two brought a total of six Nawu Talismans—three for Qian Duoduo, two for Heiyu, and one for the Engineer Battalion.

When it was almost evening, they came back.

Looking at Qu Jianlei's expression, Linghu felt a little weird, "Those control systems...you destroyed them?"

To be honest, he was a bit disappointed. It was obviously a fully automatic artillery, but it turned into what it is now.

However, he still can't say anything, the fruit given for nothing...is it still sour?

And those cannonballs can't be said to be few, but they are definitely not too many. That is to say, the cannonballs are scarce now, so it is worth using the Nawu Talisman.

Qu Jianlei shook his head, "That has nothing to do with me, but can the control system of the damaged artillery be transplanted?"

Hearing this, the bald man couldn't help but glared at Linghu, "If you want to dislike me, I will... What's wrong with this!"

"I just asked casually," Linghu muttered in a low voice, "Why are you so angry?"

When it got dark, the team was on their way again. Just as Qu Jianlei was about to leave, the mobile phone in his arms vibrated.

This little movement couldn't be hidden from the three A-levels, and all three pairs of eyes looked over.

Qu Jianlei thought about it, and connected calmly, "Master Pan Yifu, what's your order?"

The three pairs of eyes exchanged glances with each other, and I went for it, and the connection is so close?

"I can't talk about orders," Pan Yifu replied in a deep voice, then paused, and said suspiciously, "Is there anyone else over there?"

Otherwise, these A-levels are not simple, and they can feel abnormality through the handset.

"There are two A-level bosses from the Pioneering Group," Qu Jianlei said truthfully, "I'm busy with something right now."

Pan Yifu said bluntly, "That's fine, you tell them, we can cooperate in a limited amount...you do your work first."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the communication directly.

Qu Jianlei put away the hand table, smiled at the three, "Lead the team and go, I'll see if I can get some potions."

After speaking, he flashed his body and disappeared into the night.

The three A-levels were silent, and after a long time, Hong Yun spoke up, "It feels...it is indeed Pan Yifu."

"It can't be wrong," Linghu said with certainty. Although he was injured, his cultivation at the peak of A-level was not fake.

"It's hard to say if it's Pan Yifu, but he's definitely A-level."

The bald man smiled, and said with great interest, "It seems that the other party doesn't take Hei Tian seriously."

Head Mu heard the words and hurriedly smoothed things over, "Maybe I knew him before, it's important to hurry..."

When Qu Jianlei came out from the base, he didn't carry much potion, leaving the bulk to Xiao Moshan and Wei Wushuang.

There are only forty branches, which is almost three people. This is what he prepared for himself and Youyou, just in case something happens to him.

Youyou was injured this time, but she was recuperating in the star thief's lair, so she didn't need this thing.

Qu Jianlei thought for a while, buckled fifteen of them, and stuffed twenty-five into his backpack.

When it was almost dawn, he returned to the secret camp, and the three A-levels were waiting anxiously.

"Fortunately, I have the audacity to ask for twenty-five sticks. I want to keep ten sticks for myself. You can discuss the rest."

There were six more than everyone thought, and Hong Yun couldn't help but say, "You must save some for my engineering battalion!"

The bald man glanced at him, "It's such a fuss, what's the matter, let's discuss it slowly later."

Linghu was also very excited, but he still calmed down, "Baldy, you should know my character, I can't lose you."

"I've said it and we'll discuss it later," the bald man said bluntly, "Don't let people see the joke."

Linghu glanced at Qu Jianlei intentionally or unintentionally, but finally remained silent.

He is a little bit thoughtful, and others are too, but the three A-levels are all team leaders, and they are very clear about the importance.

Heitian is already very open about his work. Is it too much for someone to keep ten medicines to save his life?

In the end, Linghu even left a B-rank fighter with earth attributes.

This soldier can not only help guard the secret camp, but also play a huge role in the transformation of the residence.

Three days later, Pan Yifu contacted Qu Jianlei again. He said that he had already thought up the attack plan and selected the target.

When the two met, he still couldn't help being stunned for a moment, "Would you like to ask...he didn't come?"

Qu Jianlei replied calmly, "The boss is doing things, how dare I ask, why don't you contact him?"

I wish I could get in touch! Pan Yifu knew it well, the guy Wenxin was so arrogant that he didn't even pay much for his own account.

But it's fine for him to understand this kind of thing, it's not embarrassing enough to say it.

The two buried their heads on the road and came to a medium-sized military station.

Pan Yifu took out a few pictures, "This is the structural picture of the military station, can you understand it?"

Qu Jianlei nodded, he didn't have any problem with the drawings, "Who drew this picture...with feet?"

Pan Yifu replied with a dark face, "I want you to look at the drawings, not to let you appreciate them!"

Although Qu Jianlei was making complaints, he also tested a little bit, and Lao Pan really didn't dare to do anything to him.

After flipping through it for a while, he nodded, "After reading it, it's rare, you found all the important things."

Pan Yifu snorted, and replied proudly, "Not only you two have partners, but I also have... What do you think?"

Do you have a partner? Qu Jianlei has reservations about this, but it is not important, he is not interested in other people's privacy.

"I just understand the drawings, and I don't know what to think, so let me tell you."

Pan Yifu shook his head helplessly, "You really have strong limbs and a simple mind. I already got the blueprints. Can't you use your brain?"

As if you can be persuaded by me, Qu Jianlei shook his head, he never likes to do useless work, "Tell me your plan."

Pan Yifu's plan is simple, very simple, and very traditional, but if you want to practice it, it is really not that easy.

After Qu Jianlei finished listening, a strange expression appeared on his face, "Master Pan, don't you think highly of me?"

"I believe you can do it," Pan Yifu cheered up first, and then changed his tone, "It would be fine if you asked."

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, he tentatively said, "Why don't we continue when he is free?"

"But in that case, after the military depot is defeated, the harvest will be divided among the three."

Whether there is any gain is two things! Qu Jianlei knew this very well, and he replied indifferently, "I can do it."

Pan Yifu gave him a slanted look, pondered for a while and said, "Why don't we come together, do you have the guts?"

Qu Jianlei coughed lightly and repeated, "I can do it."

Still has a temper! Pan Yifu smiled nonchalantly, "Then it starts now, you have to be careful of the shells."

He himself is crispy, but the electromagnetic attribute is also crispy, and the opponent is only a B-level.

"I'll get out of the way first," Qu Jianlei swayed and disappeared.

It's not completely ignorant! Pan Yifu commented again, and then felt around the military station.

After confirming the position, he raised his hand and made a gesture, "Flame Meteor~"

Suddenly a ball of flame appeared in the sky, the white was slightly golden, and it quickly fell to the ground.

As it fell, the fireball grew bigger and faster.

A few seconds later, an ear-piercing alarm sounded in the military depot, "Woooo~"