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A red signal flare rose into the air, illuminating the faces of many people, but everyone's expressions were different.＊,

When Zhang Yang was measuring a position on the map with a ruler, he suddenly noticed a red signal flare rising and his face suddenly turned a little strange.

"Red signal flare, someone will be out so soon..."

Before he could finish his speech, several red signal flares soared into the sky one after another.

"1,2,3...12? So fast!"

Erskine looked at the 12 red signal flares that had been in the air in a daze. He asked about the rules of this exercise. The person who fired the red signal flares said that they were killed or captured, and there was only one outcome, that is, to withdraw from the exercise. The five teams of the spear exercise were each organized by 12 people. At this moment, 12 signal flares were raised in succession. Could it be that a whole team was eliminated?

How long has the exercise started? It’s less than three hours? Some teams were eliminated?

Not only Erskine was stunned, including Colonel Phillips, who came to watch the game. He also frowned when he saw the red signal flare, but there was a light in his eyes.

"A team was eliminated so quickly, either the team was too bad or the other party was too strong. Although I dare not claim to be a strategist, I believe that my subordinates do not have such incompetent soldiers. I guess they were defeated by a stronger team, so the battle was resolved so quickly."

Phillips turned around thoughtfully, and Carter, wearing a tailored military uniform, was slowly drinking hot coffee. Although there was no expression on his face, there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

"Agent Carter, who do you think this team that was eliminated will be?"

Carter put down the cup. After thinking about it, he said, "I think it's not a team of Zhang Yang. I'm still very confident in them."

Phillips became interested when he heard this: "Oh? That means the other person was eliminated? It seems that Zhang Yang's team is very interesting. Are you so sure?"

"It's not that sure, I just think they won't be the first one to be eliminated."

Carter's comment made Phillips laugh twice, then turned his eyes several times and said, "Why do we make a bet and see who the first team was eliminated? Those who win can get the right to use a batch of new arms. How about it?"

"New arms?"

Carter's expression moved, obviously thinking of something.

"Okay, I agree!"

Phillips nodded: "Then let's wait and see."

More than ten minutes later, when the people who were pulling the signal flare were taken back by other soldiers, Phillips's old face suddenly turned dark. He never expected that the first one to be eliminated was the soldiers led by Major Campbell, his subordinate...

On the other side, the captain who had pulled the signal flare looked at the camouflage uniform soldier in front of him, and said unwillingly: "I'm very curious, how did you know we would pass by here? Did you follow me?"

This problem is not only that he, but also the soldiers behind him are a little dissatisfied and come in with great pride. As a result, they are taken down by someone within three hours, and there is no one running away. When they go back, they will definitely be taught a lesson by Campbell. They all want to hear what the other party has explained.

The camouflage uniform soldier was stunned for a moment: "Stalking? You think of us too much. We just found you while searching for the team. So we looked for the ambush in advance and hid it. We thought you would go on another way, but who thought you happened to walk next to us, which was only a coincidence."

"So that's how it is." The team leader and everyone's faces suddenly looked much better. It turned out that it was just a coincidence. If the other party was really followed all the way, then it would be a bit scary when you think about it.

They were very careful along the way and did not notice the stalking. If the other party really followed him all the way, the team leader would immediately feel the desire to die.

However, the sniper Max looked at the camouflage uniform with some suspicion, and always felt that the other party's answer seemed to be a little insincere.

Coincidence? That's too coincidental.

But at this moment, his side had been wiped out and the signal flare was fired. All Max and the others could do was wait on the place where the soldiers responsible for the reception came to pick them up and leave.

According to regulations, once the "sacrifice" is determined to die, the person who "sacrifices" will sound the signal flares and wait for the soldiers outside to pick them up and exit the battlefield. They are not allowed to continue participating in the exercises. If the regulations are not followed, those who still insist on staying on the battlefield will be directly locked up. You should know that not only deserters are shot on the battlefield, but also soldiers who disobey orders.

"Okay, brothers and I'll wait here to answer, let's do it first."

The soldiers in the camouflage uniform waved their hands and waved their hands to another person who was still hiding behind the bushes. The other party immediately got up, and they were wearing camouflage uniforms. They were about to leave, but they heard Max's voice.

"Hey, can you tell me which part you are from?"

Two soldiers in camouflage uniforms looked at each other and then spit out three words: "Night Walker!"

"Night Walker, it's really you!"

The three words "Night Walker" made the team leader breathe rapidly and his face looked a little embarrassed. Before he was "destroyed" by the other party with a grenade, he happened to say that if Night Walker was not good, he didn't know if the other party deliberately chose this opportunity or was it a complete coincidence.

When the other soldiers heard the word "Night Walker", they immediately started to whisper. Anyone could hear that they were surprised. They thought it was a team of experienced masters. Who would have thought it would be a Night Walker Brigade that had just been established less than half a month ago?

The newly established army number once made everyone talk about for a few days, but because of the other party's deliberate low-keyness, everyone didn't take it too seriously. Thinking of this moment, anyone could tell that the other party was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Unlike everyone's mind, Max's attention was more on the camouflage uniforms on the other party, which was obviously different from the existing camouflage uniforms of the German and US troops, and seemed to have undergone special modifications.
Chapter completed!