Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! Six tactical movement disks were tossed to Tang Ling in a certain order.
Tang Ling then pinned them to the rock wall.
It was a small compensation. It was his first time using a tactical movement disk, so even Tang Ling did not have the concept of setting up a safe spot.
He had no choice but to choose the safe spot because he did not have a certain distance between them.
It was not supposed to be this way. With seven of them fighting in a limited space, the slightest mistake would entangle the threads in the disk, and it would be disastrous.
However, time was running out, and he could not find a better spot. In the remaining time, the only thing he could do was to use his Precise Instinct to command the battle and avoid the worst outcome.
Otherwise, the trap that was set up to trap him would cost the lives of the others. As a part of the trap, the rock wall was not entirely useless. At least, it could buy the Fierce Dragon Squad a minute to catch their breath during the most critical moment.
It was only a minute, but it was enough.
After all, he was the target and not the others. If it was not necessary, neither Andrew nor Aber would want to sacrifice the other members of the Fierce Dragon Squad, especially Orston and Yu.
The families behind them should have reluctantly accepted the fact that Safety Sector No. 17 was overthrown. If something happened to Orston and Yu, it would not be good news for the stability of the situation.
Therefore, in this crucial minute, Tang Ling had to fight for his teammates.
What was next? He had to hold on until the end of the show. This minute would come into play because only then would he have the manpower to save the Fierce Dragon Squad.
He might not have to hold on for that long, but in order to ensure their safety, Tang Ling was willing to hold on because it would be …
After he secured the tactical movement disk of the Fierce Dragon Squad, Tang Ling jumped down from the rock wall. A thin, almost transparent thread was swiftly pulled out from the disk.
The wind whistled in Tang Ling's ears. After he landed, he did not stop and dashed into the underground river beside the area.
From the scorching cave into the cold underground river, the huge difference in temperature made it hard for him to breathe. He was strangely choked up because of it.
He lowered his head and buried his face in the water. There was only one thought left in his mind. 'That will be my final farewell gift.'
"Tang Ling, what are you doing?" Andy realized that he understood Tang Ling less and less. Whether it was digging through the stone wall, fixing the tactical movement disk, or diving into the underground river, all of them were inexplicable.
Wasn't the rock wall the best safeguard? In fact, was there a need for the tactical movement disk to be used in a battle like this? Andy felt that it was more encouraging than practical. What did it mean by rushing into the river at the end? Was he supposed to take a bath before the battle?
Andy's mind was filled with thoughts. He turned around to Tang Ling, but a terrifying scene happened. The Prosthetics hanging on the walls came to life.
They were really alive! Some of them were moving their limbs stiffly, but most of them seemed to have finished moving. They pulled out the tubes behind them and swooped down.
There were obviously more enemies in this cave!
Countless thoughts flashed through Andy's mind in an instant, but most of them were the scenes on the battlefield ruins.
The Underground race in the Prosthetics had steam rising from their bodies as they swung their giant stone hammers and smashed the warriors into meat paste mercilessly.
He could not get close to them because the agonizing cries of the scalded warriors were still echoing in his ears.
Lastly, there were the bonfires in the giant cave and the human bones beside the bonfires that were gnawed clean.
Shouldn't I … Shouldn't I be afraid? 'Didn't you … already have the resolve to fight these monsters?'
Andy could not hold back the urge to cry. He did not want to be afraid. In his mind, there should not be a lot of them that slipped through the net. At most, they would have to face one or two or three of them. Then, they would swarm up and kill them.
How could there be so many of them? 30 to 40? Why were they all rushing towards him? The battle noises from the first and third passages were getting closer, reminding Andy that there might be more enemies coming out later.
What should I do? I should be fine. There were more than 100 New Moon Warriors from the matriculation camp in the cave. Could they win?
However, the New Moon Warriors were divided into 12 squads and formed two lines of defense. According to the tactical arrangement, the first line of defense was not allowed to leave their post, otherwise, the whole situation would be messed up.
The second line of defense was flexible and could provide reinforcements according to the situation, but the cave was huge and far away. Even if the remaining five squads of the second line of defense came over, it would still take them some time. Moreover, there were so many enemies. Was it possible to defeat them with just six squads?
When it came to single combat, the Underground race was much stronger than the elite warriors with the Prosthetics. The ratio was almost 1: 5, and only then could they barely maintain a balance.
Even if the New Moon Warriors were stronger than the elite warriors, the most they could do was 1: 2.
If more enemies rushed out from the strategic passages, how could all the squads of the second line of defense come over to support them?
Andy was out of his wits. In such an inexplicable and dangerous situation, his mind, which was never good at analyzing, suddenly became lively. He analyzed the situation of the Fierce Dragon Squad in an unusually clear manner.
Although he did not understand why there were still 30 to 40 enemies in the cave, he did not understand why the enemies were so close to where they were and why they chose to charge at them.
"Ugh … Ugh …" Meaningless noises came from Andy's throat. The intense fear made him want to vomit.
He thought he had seen the world, like the group of zombies in the garage, but the zombies were weak. How could they be compared to the powerful Underground race?
They were here. All of them were here. They looked like humans, but their faces were twisted like monsters.
Each and every one of them raised their huge stone hammers, running so fast and shocking that the entire cave was trembling.
Andy noticed the enemies, and so did the rest of the Fierce Dragon Squad.
Within two to three seconds, everyone had the same thought as Andy, but Andy was the most cowardly of them all. Even though the others were afraid, they did not cry. All they did was stand there blankly. Only Yu tightened his grip on his sword, but his palms were drenched in sweat.
This was a battle to the death. If they were destined to die underground, they would fight for the ultimate glory in the name of protection.
Orston also tightened his grip on his sword. He remembered the humiliation he felt when he shut the door in the garage.
Even so, he was still anxious and afraid.
It was at that moment that the sound of water splashing entered everyone's ears.
Tang Ling leaped out of the water. His body was still dripping with water, but his voice was as calm as ever. "37 more seconds and we'll be fighting."
Don't use Rebound to get back to safety. Even if you're temporarily safe on the rock wall, the enemies can gather their strength and destroy the wall within a minute.
"Get into the water and get wet.
"After you get out of the water, retreat to the rock wall. Using the four entrances as the base, Amir and Orston, you two stand at the left entrance. Andy and Yu, you two stand at the right entrance. Vian, you stand at the left back entrance. Christina, you stand at the right back entrance. I'll stand in the center.
"I'll command the battle. Hurry up and move.
We can only fight. "
Tang Ling gave a series of orders in three seconds. Everyone jumped into the underground river and somehow felt relieved.
The boys thought of Tang Ling who blocked the entrance and shouted for the door to be closed.
The girls thought of the figure on top of the garage with the sword in his hand and the reassuring figure.
Why should they be afraid? They still had Tang Ling.
**
"Yu, move back 4.3 meters."
"Back off, 4.3 meters." A stone hammer smashed down on the spot where Yu was standing, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Yu moved back just in time. His precise command allowed him to move back and at the same time, he avoided getting tangled with anyone in the Fierce Dragon Squad.
"Vian, move forward. Amir, back off. Rest for 30 seconds. Remember to keep a one-meter distance from each other. Orston, front left, ram into him. "
"Yes, Vian, bend over and attack the enemy's right leg. Vian, move back 3 meters. Orston, hit the enemy on the right with your elbow. "
It was a stunning teamwork. Amir, who was slightly exhausted, quickly retreated to the back and got a chance to catch his breath. Vian, on the other hand, moved forward at the perfect time and crossed Amir's path, taking his place.
At the same time, Orston dashed forward and knocked away the enemy on Tang Ling's left. The moment the enemy staggered back, Vian bent down and dashed over. Her longsword perfectly sliced the enemy's right knee.
Orston steadied his body and elbowed the enemy on the right, knocking him away.
"Andy, bounce back 5 meters. Don't stop. Charge down and slash the enemy's right shoulder."
"Bounce back 5 meters."
Andy, who was panicking at first, seemed to have turned into a different person. He bounced back 5 meters and reached the top of the stone wall. Without pausing or even looking around, he dived down and landed on the shoulder of a huge enemy. Then, he swung his sword down mercilessly.
"Christina, charge up from the right and ram into him. Fall to the ground and slash the enemy's legs. Move back 5.1 meters. "
Christina jumped up without a second thought after she got the order. She used the momentum of the jump to dash up to the right.
At that very moment, the enemy whose right arm was chopped off by Andy leaned to the right, leaving a gap for Christina to dash through.
The huge impact caused one of the enemies at the back to lose his balance and fall backward, causing a few of the enemies at the back to retreat as well.
Christina did not even look at what she had done and fell to the ground. According to Tang Ling, after she fell, she swung her sword at the enemy's legs.
"Back 5.1 meters," Christina shouted. Christina yelled. A powerful pulling force came from the tactical movement disk and dragged her back to safety. At that moment, another enemy on the left pounced on Christina.
However, he missed.
Was this a battle? It was an art of teamwork to the extreme. In the past, Tang Ling was the only one who could perform this art so smoothly, but with the help of the tactical movement disk, the whole team miraculously performed it.
The three reinforcements were dumbfounded. They did not understand how the last-place team managed to come up with such a strategy.
They defended the two stone walls with all their might, and the distance between the two walls was less than a hundred meters, which meant that the number of enemies they faced was limited. The enemies were huge, so they had to be a certain distance away from each other in order to unleash their full potential.
Under such circumstances, they made use of the high mobility of the tactical movement disk to firmly hold the line of defense. Occasionally, they would retreat a little and cleverly make use of the four holes in the rock wall to wet themselves in the underground river to maintain a certain level of moisture.
That way, they wouldn't have to worry about being scalded. At least, before the water evaporated completely, the scalding Prosthetics of the underground races wouldn't be able to burn their regular combat suits full of holes and burn their skin.
Therefore, they did not have to worry about using their bodies to ram the enemies. If they were not strong enough, they would use the mobility of the tactical movement disk to dive down.
Their fighting style undoubtedly inspired the reinforcements. They also learned how to soak themselves in water and tried to coordinate with the Fierce Dragon Squad using the tactical movement disk, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not achieve the same result as the Fierce Dragon Squad.
Firstly, the Fierce Dragon Squad seemed to be too rich. Not only did every one of them have a grade C alloy longsword that could deal damage to their enemies, but they also wore inner armor under their battle uniforms, which allowed them to resist the giant monsters.
Secondly, the Fierce Dragon Squad was too powerful. Their strength, speed, and other attributes were much better than common combat teams. Why? They're … New Moon Warriors, aren't they?
Thirdly, it was impossible for the other squads to have Tang Ling. How did the last-place Fierce Dragon Squad possess such god-like commanding skills and powerful combat abilities?
The perfect coordination was 90% due to Tang Ling's commanding skills. On top of that, Tang Ling was so powerful that he single-handedly defended half of the line of defense. Between him and Hank, who was stronger?
The reinforcements could not help but notice the problems. They would never have thought that the grade C alloy longsword was also a part of Tang Ling's wealth. They would never have thought that the reason why the squad was able to improve so quickly was because of the endless vicious beast meat soup after they started cultivating. Moreover, it was the vicious beast meat soup with good wood cores.
Of course, they would never know Tang Ling's true strength. All they knew was that Tang Ling was a Harsheen boar, a big eater, and the last-place Fierce Dragon Squad.
Something was not right, but no one would think too much about it on the battlefield.
The pressure was immense!
The reinforcements realized that even though the enemies' target was the Fierce Dragon Squad, they treated them like small fries. If they could knock the Fierce Dragon Squad away, they would try their best to knock them away. They did not even bother to fight the Fierce Dragon Squad. All they did was charge at the Fierce Dragon Squad.
Even so, the pressure was immense.
For some reason, even though the battle at the second strategic passage was fierce, there were not many enemies that rushed out.
Instead, the first and third passages were flooded with enemies, causing the first line of defense to fall.
Fortunately, the enemies seemed to have the same target. They were all charging towards the Fierce Dragon Squad, so as long as the First Reserved Camp could escape in time, they would not be pursued by the enemies.
What was the purpose of all this? No one could figure out the answer to the question. However, based on the current situation, the enemies were endless. Even if the Fierce Dragon Squad was not the target, they would die of exhaustion sooner or later.
To retreat or not to retreat? The same question popped up in the minds of every reinforcements.
Retreat? With nowhere to retreat, Tang Ling slashed an enemy that was charging at him and kicked another one away. His breath started to get heavier.
At this moment, his words became even shorter, "Yu, retreat, 45."
Orston, forward, ram, slash. "
However, his efficiency was not affected at all.
After 27 minutes of killing, everyone's tacit understanding became better as they cooperated with each other.
Sometimes, a single gaze or a single movement could perfectly coordinate without Tang Ling's precise command. All Tang Ling had to do was tell them when to retreat and how far to retreat.
As the captain, Tang Ling's ability to command was unquestionable. He had become the absolute core of the team.
As long as he was there, the endless, hopeless battle would not make anyone despair.
No one doubted what Tang Ling's ability was. Keeping Tang Ling a secret seemed to have become another tacit understanding among the Fierce Dragon Squad.
So what if Tang Ling was the son of God? He is the Fierce Dragon Squad's Tang Ling!
Everyone was proud of him.
Only Tang Ling's anxiety did not go away. There was also a faint sense of sadness that spread in his heart.
Even though his body was exhausted, his head was throbbing, and his nose was bleeding, he could not suppress his emotions.
No one knew better than him that the enemies before them were endless. Even though the Fierce Dragon Squad had gone through 27 minutes of fighting and withstood more than a hundred enemies and successfully killed 21 Underground races with their prosthetics, it was still hopeless for them to win the battle.
Everything should have a reasonable range, just like how the endless stream of enemies should also have a reasonable range.
However, according to Tang Ling's calculations, the number of enemies should be within 200.
Why? There was a strong reason. The enemies in the second strategic path felt pressured and split up!
That was the reason.
If the enemies split up and 80 to 100 enemies escaped from the first strategic path, would it be reasonable? It would be reasonable.
If the enemies split up and 50 to 60 enemies escaped from the third strategic path, would it be reasonable? It would be reasonable.
Including the 41 enemies that were lying in ambush, 200 enemies was a reasonable number.
However, 200 enemies would be enough to trap the entire Fierce Dragon Squad! A maximum of 120 enemies would be the limit of the Fierce Dragon Squad's defense. Ten more minutes would be the limit of everyone's stamina.
Therefore, the battle was hopeless.
His only hope was that before he trapped himself to death, this drama was about to come to an end.
Even though the Underground race was working with the Agnes family, they could not just send so many of their warriors to their deaths.
Tang Ling did not understand the Underground race's civilization, but he speculated that the Underground race's population was their weakness. Otherwise, Safety Sector No. 17 would not have been able to maintain a balance with the Underground race.
Was it just because they managed to defend the three strategic paths? No, it was because they did not have the extra manpower to attack the three strategic paths. Otherwise, they would not have been able to defend them!
Therefore, they had to kill as many as they could. That was the only way to break through and hope would arrive sooner.
Tang Ling had no doubt that Aber and Andrew would be able to receive the battle report at the first moment, regardless of what methods they used.
With that in mind, Tang Ling grinned viciously as he swung his sword at another enemy. He simply wiped the blood off his face. Even though his body was still stuck to the enemy's burning Prosthetics and a huge amount of steam was coming out from the water, he did not care. He stabbed the Wolf Crunch into the eye of another ugly Underground creature that looked like a rat that came out from the Prosthetics and twisted it hard.
He looked like a God of Slaughter with blood all over his face.
But what did it matter?
It was a psychological game, and Tang Ling was going to break it with a massacre.
Why was it a psychological game? Because the troops that rushed in would never expect an ambush to be waiting for them. The devastation on the surface made it easy for them to assume that all the troops in Sector R had been deployed.
With that thought in mind, coupled with the urgent situation at the second strategic path, it was normal for the troops to not search the path.
Therefore, if the vanguard troops passed through the path, the troops that arrived later would assume that the path was safe.
As for the First Reserved Camp? The path that the Purple Moon Warriors passed through was obviously safe. Over the years, the people had developed a natural reliance on the Purple Moon Warriors.
It was a psychological game that was closely linked to each other. It was the perfect cover for the ambush.
If the heat core was not the only flaw, even Tang Ling would not have noticed the flaw in the psychological game.
Why did they not destroy the heat core along the way? To a Purple Moon Warrior, it was a piece of cake.
Of course, it was understandable that they did not destroy the heat core, but with the suspicion in mind, Tang Ling observed the charging Prosthetics and realized that the Prosthetics were arranged in an irregular manner, but they were all surrounding the area where the Fierce Dragon Squad was.
"Perfect? It's perfect! Why did Aber and Andrew think so highly of me? Did they think that they could kill or trap me with 200 Underground race members? Did they notice something? "Tang Ling chuckled coldly. Even he did not notice anything wrong with himself.
Did Precise Instinct count? Did the little seed count? Or was it because he was a resident of the settlement and hated Safety Sector No. 17 to the bone?
Now that he thought about it, none of the questions were worth Aber's meticulous plan.
The only answer was Su Yao.
Tang Ling clenched his teeth and held on. He had fallen into a frenzy and almost disregarded his own safety in order to kill the enemies.
Did he need the little seed to explode? Countless times, Tang Ling thought about the question, but the anxiety in his heart stopped him from doing so.
It was not because he was afraid of exposing his secret in front of so many people.
Tang Ling had to trust his feelings. Wasn't that night the best lesson for him?
156,161 … Tang Ling was counting the number of enemies that surrounded him.
27, 29 … Tang Ling was counting the number of enemies that he killed. When would he reach the limit of the Underground race's sensitivity?
It did not matter if there were 200 enemies or if he reached the limit of the Underground race's sensitivity.
In short, if either of these two conditions were met, it would be the end of the show, right?
A part of Tang Ling's arm was scalded, but he did not seem to feel anything. With a vicious grin, he stabbed the Wolf Crunch into the Artificial body of the Underground race and used the Wolf Crunch to dig his arm into the Artificial body.
The whole process felt like a layer of skin was peeled off his arm, but it did not matter.
Tang Ling twisted his wrist and put the Wolf Crunch back into his sleeve. He then opened his palm and grabbed the ratman in the Artificial body.
"Aaaargh!" Tang Ling roared and exerted his strength to drag the ratman out of the Artificial body.
While the ratman's body was still in the air, Tang Ling clenched his other hand into a fist and punched the ratman's head.
Has Tang Ling lost his mind? The other members of the Fierce Dragon Squad were shocked. No, he was calm. When the ratman's head exploded, he was still commanding the squad as if he would never fall and knew no exhaustion.
However, why did the scene make them want to cry? What made Tang Ling like this? Was it because of the naked ugliness?
Even Orston, the slowest among them, noticed the problem. Why did the enemies surround them? Even though no one could figure out the answer, they instinctively assumed that Tang Ling knew, which was why he went crazy.
Knew? Of course, Tang Ling knew it. He also knew that Aber would come up with a perfect excuse for this ugly show, such as the location where they were standing coincidentally had something that the Underground race cared about the most. He might even dig out a thermal energy core blueprint from this place.
It was a ridiculous idea, but it was not wrong.
Nevertheless, it did not matter anymore. There were almost 200 enemies surrounding them, were there not? As bait, Tang Ling was about to lure all the enemies out.
Therefore, the show should be coming to an end soon, right? There seemed to be a series of shouts coming from the second strategic passage. What were they roaring about?
From afar, Tang Ling also saw Andrew's squad.
Tang Ling turned around and glanced at the Fierce Dragon Squad members before he turned away decisively.
He could not drag it out any longer. Tang Ling thought he could still hold on, but the others who were already injured should not suffer anymore.
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