Retreating is a technical task. How to achieve defeat without chaos and run fast enough at the same time is definitely a test of the commander's ability.

At this time, the examination paper was placed in front of Yu Ke.

In this test, Yu Ke showed the characteristics of a high-quality military talent.

Under Yu Ke's control, someone from the retreating Third Division quickly stepped forward to take on the sniper mission!

These people are not afraid of death!

They almost gave up the chance of survival and used their own lives as chips to bet on the chances of their other comrades in arms to successfully retreat.

Countless facts have proven that the fighting power unleashed by a guy who is not even afraid of death is terrifying.

This time is no exception.

The offensive momentum of Song Ziyu's army was instantly contained.

What made Song Ziyu even more unexpected was that this army had enough means of transportation!

Dozens of locomotives started running at the same time, fully demonstrating the advantages of mechanization.

When these vehicles started, there was no obstacle to them in the entire wasteland.

Soon, most of the third division was out of the battle.

Even a slave army can't outrun a car.

Song Ziyu was furious!

I had killed and wounded at least hundreds of people in this battle, but the result was not keeping the enemy here forever but allowing the enemy to escape successfully.

This made Song Ziyu extremely angry.

Pointing to the remnants of the Third Division that were still at the rear, Song Ziyu said to his subordinates: "Tell those people that surrendering now will save them from death. If they continue to resist, don't blame me for being too cruel."

The task of persuading surrender naturally fell on Wen Zhongming.

At this time, the enemy headquarters had been separated from the battle, and the remaining people in the rear were completely alone. Song Ziyu was definitely merciful by giving them a chance to surrender.

…

The exchange of fire gradually ceased, and the battlefield suddenly fell silent.

Wen Zhongming personally came forward and walked to the enemy's formation with a white flag, and communicated with the officers commanding the rear.

The officer who commanded the rear was also a battalion commander. He was of the same rank as Wen Zhongming, and even had some friendship with Wen Zhongming. The two sides immediately started talking familiarly.

"Senior, I thought you died in the battle, yet I brought troops to avenge you." The officer holding the cigarette was named Guan Qin. He was Wen Zhongming's junior student in the military academy. When he met Wen Zhongming, Guan Qin

Stunned enough

a few seconds.

Wen Zhongming's face turned red, but he still calmly persuaded: "Junior, surrender, Master Yu himself has run away, there is no point in you continuing to fight."

"Are you here to persuade me to surrender?" Guan Qin asked.

"Yes, the new lord Huairen has decided to give you a chance to live." Wen Zhongming said.

"Hehehe." Guan Qin suddenly laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Wen Zhongming was puzzled.

"I laugh at senior's bones because he is too soft." Guan Qin said.

"You...don't be stubborn." Wen Zhongming was ridiculed by Guan Qin.

Guan Qin's smile gradually turned cold: "Senior, please come back. After you leave, we will be enemies. Bullets have no eyes when we meet on the battlefield. Senior, please take care."

"You will die!" Wen Zhongming said.

"I'm not as afraid of death as some people." Guan Qin said calmly: "When a soldier dies, he will die. Wrapped in horse leather, this is our destiny."

"Don't you want to go back to your hometown?" Wen Zhongming asked.

Guan Qin showed a trace of sadness on his face: "How can we rootless people have any homeland? Wen Zhongming, you don't have to persuade me. You know my character. No matter how much you say, it's useless."

These words undoubtedly made Wen Zhongming feel a little uncomfortable.

The two sides negotiated again like a saw-saw, but the result was obvious. Guan Qin was a very hard-headed person and would not surrender until life or death.

In the end, Wen Zhongming, who returned without success, came to Song Ziyu and told Song Ziyu the situation.

After listening to Wen Zhongming's words, Song Ziyu sneered.

"It seems reasonable for a group of old-fashioned and stubborn guys to invade other people's homes. Since they want to die, I will give them a ride." Song Ziyu gave the order, and his troops attacked the small group of troops surrounded.

Launched a fierce attack.

…

The war is back!

This time, if you don't die, I will live.

To say that the combat effectiveness of this small group of rear troops is indeed strong, even in a place of death, this group of people still burst out with strong combat effectiveness.

The slave army launched attacks from three directions, but was unable to do anything to this group of people for a while.

Not only that!

In front of the simple front line constructed by this group of people, the slave army also dropped dozens of corpses.

Song Ziyu's face darkened.

This group of people is really elite.

Almost every one of them is a new human being who has awakened and gained the ability to evolve!

and!

Song Ziyu could see that the evolutionary points of most of these people were blessed with precision and acumen, which resulted in the shooting skills of this group of people being extremely powerful. Their characteristics were not visible at long distances. When his army entered the shooting range, they

The lethality exploded significantly.

Song Ziyu couldn't help but sigh.

This may be where the humans in Miluo City State are weak.

Zombies have fully restricted the evolution and growth of Milo people. As long as there are good people, the final destination is to become zombies...

Even among the humans in the wasteland, the number of awakened people is far greater than that of my slave army...

Thinking of this, Song Ziyu knew that he had to take action.

"Give me the gun!" Song Ziyu said loudly.

The men beside him were suddenly startled and quickly handed over their own guns.

Song Ziyu walked straight to the battlefield with a gun.

This is an old-fashioned semi-braked rifle, its condition is only 50-60%, the rifling inside is quite badly worn, and the manufacturing process is also rough.

But Song Ziyu doesn't care.

Song Ziyu, who was holding a gun, locked his eyes on Guan Qin, the commander among the enemies.

Raising his hand and aiming his gun, Song Ziyu completed his movements in one go.

…

Hundreds of meters away, Guan Qin is killing with a gun. As a third-level evolver, Guan Qin has unique attainments in spiritual energy!

The ability of [Bullet Time] allows Guan Qin to make small adjustments in the air according to his thoughts, which makes Guan Qin's marksmanship incredibly accurate.

As a professional soldier, Guan Qin had a very glorious military career. Even if the Third Division was designated as a "rebel" by the Iron Alliance, it was not important to Guan Qin.

Guan Qin only knew that as a professional soldier, he only had to obey the orders of his superiors.

This belief is blind!

But the meaning of military existence is

"Blind"!

Just obey whoever is your superior.

I don't care about politics, conspiracies and games. Those are things that professional soldiers should stay away from.

The only thing Guan Qin couldn't accept was "surrender".

In Guan Qin's dictionary, there is no word surrender.

In his simple values, he paranoidly believes that surrender is a shame that a soldier can never wash away in his life, so he will refuse Wen Zhongming's persuasion to surrender.

It's okay to die, but never to surrender.

Guan Qin knew that he would die here today, which would be the last footnote to his glorious life as a soldier.

What I have to do now is to recruit more people to support me.

After finishing a magazine with a clatter, there were corpses lying on the ground in front of him. Guan Qin roared like a madman: "It's so cool!"

However, just when Guan Qin was about to exchange the magazine, the warning sign of death made Guan Qin's hair explode.
To be continued...