The days in the hospital bed are boring, but I can only bear it. Five days in a row, Lin Feng just transferred out of the ward and returned to his temporary dormitory in the camp.

The 104 theater is huge.

After all, this was a big city where millions of people lived. Even if most of the buildings have been abandoned and demolished, there is no shortage of rooms in the camp.

On the day of discharge, no one came to greet him. The camp was very empty. Many people went out to perform tasks. Mentor Zhang Xinping and others were among them.

Lin Feng had a sense of urgency in his heart.

He has a foreboding that this year's situation will be different from previous years and will be more serious than before.

Perhaps only the first two years of Blue Star's integration into the Taiyi world can be compared.

He has no evidence and can't tell why he feels this way. But it happened.

One day later, Lin Feng returned to the hospital. It was not that he needed to check again, but to see his team members.

At this time he already knew everything. Of the forty-five members assigned to him after entering the war zone, only nine are alive now.

It is said that on the same day, only 16 people were carried back with him.

The other thirty players died when they were in Dock Fort, and they were all dead.

After returning to Daying, two of them died of serious injuries and died immediately after being sent to the hospital.

Two days later, two more died.

Up to now, plus Lin Feng who can still breathe, there are only ten people left. Except for Lin Feng who was discharged from the hospital, the other nine were still lying down. Three of them were seriously injured and could die at any time.

Lin Feng went to see the little fat man Tong An Sheng.

He was fatally fate, his stomach was punctured, and his intestines were exposed, but in the end he didn't die and took his life back.

"I, Xu Ruyi and Jiang Wanpeng were not dead, and I was lucky to have no missing arms or legs. They were guarded by five veterans. The others would not be able to do it. They would either die or be miserable. It is estimated that in the future, soldiers will be the way they are. There is no way to go..." The little fat man lying on the hospital bed with An Sheng, his face pale and lack of breath.

It's completely different from when I first saw it.

When he spoke, tears flickered in his eyes, but in the end he still didn't come out. He just said: "The fate of our generation has long been doomed, either to die on the battlefield, or to be put on a dog leash... ..."

He grinned, his smile looked stubborn.

Lin Feng was silent, not knowing what to say. Although the relationship with the team members is not deep and the contact time is very short, there is still some sadness in his heart.

Although not heavy.

Because he was also very clear in his heart that it is normal for people like them to die in a war zone.

The nurse came and reminded Lin Feng that it was time for the visit and the patient needed a rest.

"Recover well!" Lin Feng patted the little fat man on the shoulder, didn't say much, turned and left.

"Lin Feng, wait for the man to be discharged from the hospital, and follow you! To kill their dog @娘养 things!!" The little fat man Tong An Sheng yelled from behind.

Very emotional.

The nurse exclaimed, then scolded.

Lin Feng's body was shaken, he didn't turn his head, just said: "I see, waiting for you!"

......

For the next half month, Lin Feng stayed in the camp and did not go out.

War Zone Command #Command is not allowed.

He didn't say anything, but he felt like holding a fire in his heart. He locked himself in the dormitory every day and wondered **** most efficiently.

Every day, a large number of wounded were brought back, their armor shattered, their bodies stained with blood, and some lacked arms and legs.

There are still many faces, and never come back after going out.

Lin Feng occasionally went out to breathe, and he could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the camp was getting more and more tense.

That kind of killing and solemnity is creepy.

Even optimistic people will become unsmiling in such a place.

Time soon came to the beginning of May.

Early this morning, Lin Feng's door was knocked. After he opened the door, he saw a heroic man.

"Is it Lin Feng?" The other party saluted and asked after putting it down.

"Yes, I am." Lin Feng replied.

"I am Major General Wang Fang. According to the command of the Theater Command @令部, in the next month, you will enter my elite team to perform tasks. This is a transfer order. Take a look!"

Lin Feng took the paper handed over by the other party, roughly scanned it, and then nodded, making sure that there was nothing wrong with him.

"We will go on a mission the day after tomorrow. Now, I will show you our team members." Wang Fang said.

"Good!" Lin Feng nodded.

About ten minutes later, the two came to a closed square.

There are densely packed sports equipment in the square, and eight people are training.

Wang Fang clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Listen, everyone, I have something to announce."

"Captain!" The eight team members came and shouted, and then turned their eyes on Lin Feng with curiosity.

"This is the new member of the Tooth Hunting Squadron, Lin Feng, everyone welcome!" He said, applauded first.

The eight team members also applauded.

Lin Feng was a little uncomfortable, and smiled politely in response.

"Now, from left to right, everyone introduce yourself." Wang Fang swept his eyes.

Hearing the sound, the first young man on the left raised his chest and said: "Liu Dongyang, a member of the Tooth Hunting Squadron, a fifth-level general. The advantage is that he can explode quickly, but the disadvantage is that he lacks stamina."

"A member of the Tooth Hunting Squadron, Xiangyang, is a fourth-level general. The advantage is that it has great strength and sufficient endurance, but the disadvantage is that it is slow."

"Yu Zhongxin, a member of the Tooth Hunting Squadron, is a fifth-level fighter. The advantage is balanced ability, but the disadvantage is balanced ability."

"..."

Lin Feng listened and observed quietly. A total of ten people were present, and besides him, the other nine people were mostly young adults in their 20s to 30s.

There is only one exception.

"Luo He, a member of Tooth Hunting Squadron, a seventh-level general." The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with ordinary features and indifferent temperament.

Self-introduction is also shorter than others.

However, with the strength of the seventh-level general, Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at him twice more.

but.

Soon Lin Feng withdrew his gaze.

That Purple Bimon is also a seventh-level general. Because on the day of the match, Lin Feng used God's Forbidden, every time he restricted the opponent, four thousand energy points would disappear in an instant.

At that time, Lin Feng had already broken through to the third-level general.

Finally, Wang Fang was introduced, his strength was at the sixth level, and he was even at the first level lower than Luo He.

"If nothing happens, I should be the strongest one in this tooth hunting squadron." Lin Feng thought silently in his heart.

This is of course not his arrogant wild guess, but a basis.

Lin Feng estimated that even if the nine people present besides him joined forces together, they would not be the opponent of Purple Bimeng.

Because of the techniques, combat skills, and supernatural powers!

The Blue Star people are too short of these things, and they use junk goods from outsiders.

Lin Feng did not deny that the use of tattered goods to be able to break through to the warlord state is enough to show that these people in front of them are all well-deserved gods and dragons and phoenixes.

However, the gap is the gap.

If you can defeat people who practice high-level exercises in the same realm with the skills of the bad street, then the practice of the bad street should be a high-level practice, not a bad street practice.

The so-called only practice one stroke and two basics, can you reach the world at the perfect stage of practice?

It does not exist in this world.

Just like a primary school student who is good at addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, he cannot be an opponent of a college student in mathematics.