Chapitre 43: Chapter 043 Start of Action
Starting from the temporary camp, there is still a long distance to reach the destination, which is the base of the First Battalion.
According to the distance on the map, it is almost over 200 kilometers away.
The wolves' marching speed is very fast, and the full speed sprint can reach 70 kilometers per hour, which means that the journey will take almost three hours.
It's also fortunate that werewolves who have not unleashed their primary potential cannot achieve this speed of marching.
At the very least, the effectiveness will be reduced by half, and the endurance will be much worse than that.
Wang Ming led the werewolf soldiers nonstop as they raced towards their destination. He was now very worried about unexpected situations, such as the fact that the Third Battalion had already cooled down before they could arrive.
Or to say that Wang Ming's guess was wrong, the Tar orcs would not place the Tar cannon near the base of the First Battalion.
As long as one of these two possibilities occurs, Wang Ming will go for nothing this time and will be greatly passive.
MJ morning time: 01:16.
The first battle group base of the sixth group army in the western region of the Kapang ethnic group is only a few dozen kilometers away from the concentration camp.
The First Battalion Base is filled with gunsmoke and a mess. The bombed ground is pockmarked, and the bodies of werewolf soldiers can be seen everywhere.
This has become a desolate battlefield, with flames still shining from a distance.
"Bang!"
As expected, as Wang Ming was about to arrive, the sound of gunfire was deafening.
In the dense forest not far from here, ten Tal cannons are separated from each other, and the bombing is proceeding in intense heat.
Wang Ming motioned for the team to stop, and as he heard the sound, he scanned, the sound of gunfire in the dense forest continued one after another, never stopping.
After the werewolf soldiers stopped, they even became very quiet, even their breathing became very slight, concentrating on the occasional flash of fire in the dense forest.
In silence, Wang Ming's eyes were ablaze, and the ears of two wolves trembled from time to time. He was listening to the sound of gunfire?
After a long time, he said to himself, "There are no ten gates, only six gates. Is frost's intelligence incorrect, or does the Tar orcs have placed the other four gates elsewhere?"
"Boss, I'm afraid there are no half beasts left in the first battle group that can survive."
Fei beside him said to Wang Ming.
Judging from the tragic scene before us, the Tar Orcs hardly expended a single soldier.
Upon hearing what Fei had said, Wang Ming's face did not change much, but remained indifferent.
"They first bombed a round, and I'm afraid this artillery bombardment will last until dawn, before sending troops to the end. Referring to the collapse of the First Battalion, the Third Battalion will follow suit after dawn."
"Our mission is to stop the guns of the Tar Orcs in the dense forest."
Wang Ming pondered for a moment, then said so.
"Fly, take 100 guys with you, and slowly approach from the left. Be careful not to reveal your whereabouts."
"Yes."
Hearing the command, Fei followed with a greeting for the 100 werewolves to quietly leave.
"Mark, you take 100 people and touch them from the right side."
After flying away, Wang Ming gave orders to Scar again.
"Sabi?"
Wang Ming turned his head and looked at the remaining 300 werewolves.
"Yes, sir, we are."
"That's right, brother, these fools are blocking us."
Upon hearing Wang Ming shout, the two brothers jumped up among the wolves, revealing a cute wolf head.
But the werewolf soldiers who knew them knew that these two were not cute.
They are demons!
"Come here, I have a special task for you."
Wang Ming said to the two men.
Upon hearing Wang Ming say that they have a special mission, the two brothers opened their sharp and long wolf mouths, revealing their canine teeth, and ran to Wang Ming's side with an excited expression.
"Yes, sir, we can complete the task."
"Yes, brother, but we're better at killing."
When the two brothers arrived, they chattered nonstop. "Bi, who speaks without any hesitation, is still dissatisfied with Wang Ming's task of keeping alive.".
"Alright, you can kill as much as you like this time. That's right, the task this time is to kill all your enemies."
"Did you hear the gunfire over there?"
Wang Ming pointed to the Tal cannon that was being bombed in the dense forest and asked the two brothers in front of him.
"Oh my God, I love those big guys so much."
"Yes, brother, but now it's bombing our wolf pack's territory."
Following the direction pointed by Wang Ming, the two brothers cast their greedy gaze.
"The cannon is guarded by Tal orc soldiers. Your two tasks are to clear the sentinels around them, and be quiet."
Wang Ming spoke to the two brothers about the task. In fact, it would be more perfect for these two to perform this task.
Their wild nature is closer to that of wolves. They are greedy, fierce, and do not leave a living mouth. The most frightening thing is that they can achieve silence.
"Yes, they all deserve to die!"
After listening to Wang Ming's instructions, the two brothers' faces became unusually fierce, and they ran and jumped straight towards the target.
At this time, the werewolves led by Fei and Scar each began to approach the dense forest.
Wang Ming once again observed that the orc soldiers guarding the cannons should be a force beyond the reach of a battalion.
There are only a few to three hundred people, because their contempt for the Kapang ethnic group has not changed so far.
Even if the base was attacked, they still believe that it was the Westerners who did the good thing, because in terms of the razed base, except for the Westerners, the Thars believe that no one can achieve this level.
This also happened to save Wang Ming from a crisis of retaliation. If the Thars knew it was Wang Ming, I'm afraid this artillery attack would be the base of the Second World War Regiment.
However, for a long time, the werewolf team led by Wang Ming formed a left-right attack on the orc soldiers guarding the cannons in the dense forest.
At the edge of the dense forest, three orc soldiers wear armor on their upper bodies, similar to bulletproof vests, which can effectively withstand bullets from other Kapang legions.
"What's going on? Did you hear me?"
An orc soldier seems to have noticed something wrong.
In the dim light, there seemed to be two petite figures flashing through a clump of grass in front of them, but they were not sure because it was almost two o'clock in the morning, and it was still very dark. Moreover, their eyesight was really dark at night without lighting.
Hearing his surprise, another orc soldier quickly flashed a flashlight in his hand. "Is this it? I thought I saw it just now..."
"What else can there be? Are you too sensitive? Relax a bit, guys, the half animal bodies here have been completely cleaned up."
Seeing the two companions startled, the orc soldier said disdainfully.
As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly felt a sudden numbness in his neck, and then the sky turned to the ground, which was when he fell to the ground.
His throat was cut by a sharp blade, and his huge body fell to the ground, constantly twitching, and blood instantly filled the ground.
Hearing the sudden sound, the other two orc soldiers quickly turned around.
When they saw their companion who had already fallen into a pool of blood, their expression suddenly panicked.
But at this moment, two petite figures appeared silently behind them.
Death has descended upon this dense forest!
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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