Urban: I have a new identity every week

"Commander, I want to fight devils!" After everyone left, Tang Seng said to Meng Hai.

Following Meng Hai, as a guard, he may not even have the chance to go to the battlefield.

Meng Hai smiled: "I've seen that you are restless, here is a new letter of appointment."

Tang Seng opened it and saw that it was the letter of appointment accepting him as the battalion commander of the 325th Battalion, and he was very excited in an instant.

Salute with a swish:

"Thank you, Commander. A humble position will no longer be what the Commander expects. Kill more devils and make more military exploits!"

"Go, use this time on the road to get acquainted with your soldiers." Meng Hai waved his hand.

"Yes, Commander."

Tang Seng turned and left.

An hour later, the army moved slowly like a winding snake.

Three days later, the army arrived at the designated location.

The front line was engaged when they arrived.

"Boom!"

"Da da da da da..."

"Kang Kang!" "Boom!"

All kinds of gunfire can be heard endlessly.

Meng Hai directly ordered: "The 32nd Division presses up for reinforcements, the Artillery Division immediately finds a suitable position to set up artillery cover, and the rest stand by!"

"Yes, Commander!"

The commander of the 32nd Division stepped out and shouted: "The brothers of the 32nd Division follow me!"

The 325th Battalion where Tang Seng is located belongs to the 32nd Division.

forward position.

The Eighth District is a mixed-inhabited area. The pre-epoch sticks, devils, and monkeys all belong to the three relatively strong forces in the Eighth District.

After Su Xun left, they settled down for a while, but the old problem from before the Era was repeated in their bones, provoking the Seventh District from time to time.

This time it was the border friction created by the devil, the stick, and the monkey.

Because it was a case of preparation and premeditation, the eighth game had the upper hand in the battle.

"Shooting する! (Shooting)"

In front of the artillery position, a commander in the uniform of the Eighth District roared with a samurai sword in his hand.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As he gave an order, the muzzle trembled violently, and the shell was shot out and fell to the ground to explode.

"Da da da da da..."

"Brothers! Hold on! Reinforcements are coming soon!"

Countless people have been killed in the Seventh District, and less than a thousand people are still struggling to resist.

"Kang Kang Kang..."

With the continuous sound of guns and guns, people continue to fall, and the number of combatants is decreasing sharply.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several artillery shells suddenly fell into the position of the eighth district, directly flying countless soldiers of the eighth district, disrupting their positions.

"Da da da da da..."

Tang Seng held a light machine gun in his hand.While charging, he fired at the position in the eighth district.

He even shouted loudly: "Brothers, rush with the poor monk and save all intruders!"

Seeing Elder Tang taking the lead, the soldiers behind him were also full of fighting spirit.

"Come on!" "Kill!!!"

For a moment, looking at the shiny bald head, the soldiers of the Seventh District, who were struggling to resist, were instantly inspired.

"Brothers, our reinforcements are here! Beat me hard! Put all those devils here to death!"

Now the soldiers in District [-] panicked instantly.

"Baga! Damn it, why did their reinforcements arrive so quickly? Withdraw! Withdraw!"

"The whole army retreats in an orderly manner, and the third squadron covers it!"

"Da da da da da..."

Elder Tang took the lead with a machine gun in his hand, and fired at the eighth district's position, killing several people.

Soon, the battle is over.

Most of the soldiers in the eighth district fled, but thousands of people were still captured.

Tang Seng's 325 Battalion captured more than 100 people.

Tang Seng came to these prisoners with a cigarette in his mouth and a machine gun in his hand. He looked at them contemptuously, showed a ferocious smile, and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da da da..."

In an instant, blood splashed everywhere, screams continued, and the prisoners fell one by one.

Seeing the prisoners struggling and howling, the smile on Tang Seng's face became more and more rampant.

The soldiers of the 325th Battalion were all stunned.

"Battalion Commander! Killing prisoners violates the regulations!"

After everyone died, the deputy battalion commander was the first to realize that something was wrong.

Tang Seng spat out the cigarette butts in his mouth, put the machine gun on the ground with one hand, and touched his bald head with the other hand: "Amitabha, the poor monk is a monk, and he will save these benefactors to the ultimate bliss. The commander will understand the poor monk."

Deputy Battalion Commander: "..."

Emotional monks have privileges?

...............

When Elder Tang made outstanding contributions to resisting the invasion of devils.

The trio of Su Xun and Sutras still hurried on their way leisurely amidst the sound of music.

A road that can be walked in a day.

They can walk for three days with their real skills.

Playing and joking along the way, holding a mobile phone to play movies and eating barbecue.

It's a very uncomfortable day.

On this day, the three masters and apprentices came to a high mountain. This mountain was gloomy and full of evil spirits. It was obvious that there were goblins living here.

Wukong offered to investigate, but at this moment a strange wind rose.

I saw a colorful tiger jumping out from the foot of the hillside with its tail cut and its hoofs clipped, its bloody naked body and its crimson crooked legs.Huoyan's temples are fluffy, and his brows are erect.Four white steel teeth and a pair of shining golden eyes.

Roaring vigorously, Xiong Jiu shouted sharply: "I am the vanguard of King Huangfeng's subordinates. I have been ordered by the king to patrol the mountains and take some prey to make wine. Where are you? The monk who came here, isn’t this delivering food to your door?”

As soon as Su Xun heard the word Huangfeng Dawang, he knew it in his heart.

In Journey to the West, the Yellow Wind King is a mouse at the foot of the Lingshan Mountain. He stole the clear oil from the glass cup, and in fear of being caught, he fled to the lower realm to become a monster.

The King of the Yellow Wind will use a move called the Samadhi Divine Wind, which even Sun Wukong can't figure out. In the end, Bodhisattva Lingji used the fixed wind beads to calm the King of the Yellow Wind, and took it to the west to see the Buddha.

Su Xun felt that the Yellow Wind King was a talent that could be cultivated just by relying on one move, the Samadhi Kamikaze.

How could a young talent from the Yaozu be a monk?

"Hey, you little monster is really crazy, my old pig will meet you today!" After Zhu Bajie finished speaking, he took out his rake and rushed up.

The tiger laughed and said: "It's ridiculous, you pig monster laugh at me like a tiger monster? Today I want to eat steamed pig's head."

"Look at the fight!" Zhu Bajie was furious.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 802 Undercover Training Plan

How could a tiger be Zhu Bajie's opponent?

So he was beaten to death three times, five times and two times, and his original shape appeared, a colorful tiger with a length of several meters.

Zhu Bajie excitedly used a rake to hook the tiger in front of Su Xun: "Master, today we are lucky enough to eat tiger meat."

The monster wants to eat them.

Little did they know they wanted to eat monsters too.

This is a world where you eat me and I eat you.

"Let's deal with the ingredients first, and the poor monk will sit down and practice Buddhism first."

After Su Xun finished speaking, he got into the carriage.

A group of people were left looking at each other.

"Master... what did Master say?" Zhu Bajie's eyes widened.

Monkey King also widened his eyes: "Master said he is going to practice Buddhism!"

They all felt that there was something wrong with Tang Seng.

He actually started thinking about practicing Buddhism!

This is totally unprofessional.

This problem is getting bigger.

In the carriage, Su Xun Yuanshen came out of his body and came to the Yellow Wind Cave where the Yellow Wind King lived.

"Why hasn't this tiger striker come back? Could it be that he wants to starve to death?"

King Huangfeng sat in motion, drinking one cup after another, complaining.

"Your tiger striker can't come back."

A voice suddenly sounded, King Huang Feng's body shook, and only then did he realize that a young man had appeared in front of the table below him at some time.

He looked around again, and found that the little demons under him all looked normal, obviously only he could see the young man.

"Who are you? Why did you come to my Yellow Wind Cave?"

King Huangfeng asked solemnly.

Su Xun said: "If I'm not wrong, you are an enlightened mouse at the foot of Lingshan Mountain. You fled here to occupy the mountain and become king because you stole the clear oil from the glass cup and were afraid of being captured by King Kong, right?"

"You... how do you know! Who are you?!" King Huang Feng was shocked, and was ready to launch his own trick at any time.

Su Xun snorted coldly: "I advise you to put away your little thoughts, your samadhi kamikaze is not enough for me."

King Huang Feng was even more suspicious, he didn't expect that the other party even knew his trick to press the bottom of the box.

He felt that he didn't have any secrets in front of him, and he was filled with fear and fear.

"You... Could it be that Lingshan sent you to take me?" King Huangfeng said tentatively.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Su Xun laughed loudly, and then restrained his smile: "A mere Lingshan? Even the Lord of the Lingshan, Tathagata Buddha, can't call me."

King Huang Feng thought he was bragging.

But he didn't dare to speak out.

"boom!"

Su Xun's demonic aura erupted.

King Huang Feng was so frightened that he knelt on the ground: "I don't know if it's the Yaozu senior who is in front of me, so please forgive me."