Wang Ying was so angry when he remembered this incident, "So now I'm here to find him, I want to see if he can take my life." Wang Ying said this and raised his hand from the side to signal "Everything will be done according to the plan, and the battle will be decided quickly, and try not to make any noise. Brothers, try to win as many people as we come out, so as many people will go back."

As soon as Wang Ying finished speaking, all the people around him stood straight at this moment, saluting Wang Ying, holding his head up and chest out, and his resolute eyes looked a little excited.

Obviously, Wang Ying knew the terrain here as he knew it. He took off his hat, threw it to the side, and took out a blood wolf mask from his waist. He put on the mask with a smile on his lips. At the same time, behind him, everyone was wearing a blood wolf mask of different appearances. Although they looked different, the blood wolf masks were portrayed extremely realistically, fiercely, and ferociously.

The feeling at this time is not like a group of people, but more like a group of bloodthirsty and violent wild wolves, but the gray wolf in the crowd is indeed a bit eye-catching, and the people next to him seem to be keeping a distance from him.

Wang Ying saw this high momentum, then he waved his hand and took the lead in walking forward. Behind him, Li Kang and Dabai were guarding both sides of him, and his fingers never left the trigger. The remaining group leader of the gray blood took the lead in making gestures. In an instant, they all scattered from all directions. They were quick and tidy and orderly, and they all rushed to the Death Warrior Camp in Star not far away.

The so-called Dead Warrior Camp is actually a place encircled by Sta Camp. Many houses were rebuilt in them. All of these houses were living with the dead warriors they recruited. Then there was a spacious and empty training ground in the middle of the house, and specialized personnel were training them to suicide attacks. That's all, this time was just lunch time, and these dead warriors basically ate in their own dormitories. They rarely communicated with each other and seemed very strange. The entire Dead Warrior Camp also gave people a very cold feeling. Hongxi was the general manager of the Dead Warrior Camp.

At this time, he was also sitting in his room and was having dinner with a few of his confidants. While eating, he was also telling them, "I just saw your training method. I have told you before that there are problems with your training method. See you who train them, complain, and each one is tired. If you continue to train in this way, you will train everyone to run away."

"They are not here to train, so they cannot be trained like regular soldiers, and the requirements should not be too strict. They stay here for death, and they will die as soon as they die. However, the premise of death is to be able to cause casualties for the people around them at all costs and die together? Do you understand? As long as they have hands and feet to run and know the goal, I don't want you to train a group of excellent people who can be a hundred dead soldiers, which is not practical."

"But the quality of this group of people is really bad now. I can't stand it. Even if they can't catch up with the level of the brothers who died in Chiang Rai Mansion before, they almost have to be limited. They are really too bad first, with a lot of people, but they are only a life-threatening heart. To be honest, they may not be able to reach the target."

In fact, there were still a group of more powerful dead soldiers in the Sta Camp before, but that group of dead soldiers had been exhausted in the last operation of Chiang Rai Mansion, which did cause a lot of trouble for Wang Ying and the others, but the entire army was wiped out. The next dead soldiers must not be able to compare with the previous ones, and they all had to start over.

"It's almost done. It's time. What's the quality? "Hong Kong was very helpless. "The morale of the army has long been dispersed. The dead soldiers before were all soldiers from the army, and they were willing to repay General Sta with their lives and sacrifice their lives for General Sta. What are these people now? Most of them bought them with money. Can they be the same?"

The people in the room stopped saying a word. Hongshi started eating from the side again. As he was eating, he glanced at a subordinate opposite him, "Go out and bring me some chili peppers. Now this damn chef has started to make ends meet. Can this fucking fried dish still be eaten!" Hongshi was very angry, "I am really convinced, what should I do?"

"I think we should jointly invite the invitation to stop General Sta from continuing to be negative like this. What will our troops become? If this continues, it will be completely finished sooner or later! How can this be done!"

"Okay, I'm going to invite you. Maybe the old lady or Chi Mu came over with Wang Ying's head. From now on, we will be the old lady's subordinates. Invitations, save money. We have reached this point, and there is no room for turning back. If you are with Wang Ying, you will never stop. No matter who cares about others, we can just stand our own posts!"

A subordinate opposite Hongxi had already opened the door and left at this time. Hongxi and several others were still chatting. There was a sudden "bang!" outside. It was obvious that someone was hitting the door. There were seven or eight people in the room. At this moment, they all subconsciously looked up at the door. Hongxi frowned and nodded to show off.

Soon, another person stood up next to him. When he walked to the door, he took out his gun. He hesitated for a moment, opened the door, and rushed out. Hongji and his group were still sitting in the room. Several people waited for a few minutes, but the subordinate outside still did not come back. Soon, Hongji spoke from the side, "What's going on?"

"I don't think anything should be possible. This is our military camp! It's all our people!"

"Can we still call a military camp here now? There is still a little bit of military camp, there is still a little bit of military rules and regulations? A hammer in the military camp is just a group of bargaining chips waiting for transactions. You and I are the same! I really can't understand why the good General Sta, the general who was good at fighting, suddenly became like this! Even if I lost my only son, I would definitely be heartbroken, but I would definitely turn grief into strength, and it would not be possible to sink like this."

"He still underestimated Wang Ying too much. He thought it was easy to kill things. Until now, he had no choice."

Another person next to him also said something, then Hongqi let out a long breath, looking very depressed. He scratched his head. In fact, Hongqi is quite decadent now, without any energy. He has become like this step by step. Hongqi really has no choice. To put it bluntly, it is all because of Sta. Thinking about the past, looking at the present, Hongqi is getting angry the more he thinks, and the more he thinks, the more angry the soldier who goes out can't wait for a response. Hongqi gets up at this time, turns around and walks to the room.

At the door, he pushed open the door and found that it was particularly deserted outside, and there was no one. He stood there, stunned for a moment, feeling something was wrong. Then he quickly turned around. Behind him, the first soldier who came out was pierced by a Mitsubishi pierced neck, and his whole body was already fixed on the wall, and blood was still flowing down. He subconsciously turned his head and looked at the other side. The body of the second subordinate was also pierced directly by the Mitsubishi pierced neck, and was pinned to the wall. What a great force and a sharp weapon.

There was an assassin, which was Hongqi's first reaction. Assassin was really coming into the camp, but before he could speak, a figure flashed from the side. A sharp Mitsubishi thorn had already hit his neck. Hongqi saw a ferocious wolf face. Because the speed was too fast, he didn't even see the mask clearly, but only saw the fangs. He subconsciously roared. The figure was about to kill Hongqi, but suddenly twisted his body. Mitsubishi thorn ran out of Hongqi's side face, opening a deep hole.

Hongxi was covered in sweat for a moment, and his whole body became stiff. He had just passed by Death. At this time, he had already stood there, motionless and stunned. The figure beside him did not touch Hongxi again. He rushed into the room. Hongxi was standing there, with blood flowing down his face. Hongxi looked directly in front of him, in their usual training ground. At this time, a figure had appeared. While walking forward, the figure walked to the chair in the center. He sat on the chair.

He held a blood wolf mask in his hand, with white hair, and under the sunlight, it was particularly eye-catching. Hongwei recognized it at a glance. This was Wang Ying. Oh my God, they had been chasing him and tried to get rid of Wang Ying, but now he came to the door in person, and in front of him, in his own Sta camp. What a great ability, what courage and courage, in an instant, Hongwei felt like he was dreaming again. He hurriedly rubbed his eyes and looked straight ahead again. Yes, it was Wang Ying, who turned into ashes, and he also knew Wang Ying.

He was completely stunned and shook his head subconsciously. At this moment, many figures with blood wolf masks appeared around him. These figures kept jumping out of one room, rushing towards another room, or jumping directly into the room. All of them were holding triangular thorns in their hands, moving neatly and orderly, rushing through the main door with weapons, and rushing through the windows on both sides with Mitsubishi thorns in their hands.

Around the square, you can occasionally see some dead soldiers jumping out. Then these dead soldiers were holding weapons in their hands, but almost never had time to shoot, they were knocked down and then on the ground. Everyone was shot in the head. Hongji quickly turned his head and looked carefully. In addition, the commanding heights of their Death Soldier Camp and several key traffic locations around them, those standing were all the people armed with live ammunition, wearing wolf-tooth masks, and then at the entrance of the Death Soldier Camp, these soldiers with wolf-tooth masks were guarded to death, which could be said to be free from leaks.
Chapter completed!