Ultimate Assassin System

The windmill turned and turned, the wheels rolled and rolled... The walls of the Gray Army's station became taller and taller, and things like watchtowers, bases of city defense equipment, etc. also appeared one after another. If the previous city looked like a giant beast, then the current project is to cover this clean guy with hair... If this step is completed, then the next step is to build levels at the surrounding passes and finally connect them together. Form an outer defensive circle. Well, this can be called putting claws on a giant beast.

Tang En's recent life has been very regular and leisurely, with two main things going on. In the morning, I took David and the others to train the elite soldiers, and in the afternoon, I took David and the others to receive training from Zuofan. Well, from a professional perspective, this kind of behavior is both offensive and receiving. Ahem... Let's start with the group of soldiers. When they gathered the next day, there was not a single one missing. Even the young man who had said he wanted to quit but was later punished by Tang En came.

To be honest, Tang En won't train them for too long, only a few months at most. It's hard to say what kind of results he can achieve. But precisely because of this, the training entered a high-intensity rhythm from the beginning.

Taiton and the others had to do morning training with Gray Space every morning, including cross-country walking with weights, ice water diving, and free climbing... David and the others were already accustomed to these things, so they were very comfortable doing them. It was little Carol who later joined the training. It also passed easily. But Taiton and the others are different. When have they ever experienced such a purgatory-like test? So the first week of adapting can be described as life worse than death.

And they are always accompanied by endless ridicule and insults, as well as the pain and humiliation of being easily defeated when fighting against Gray Space. Even so, it’s not enough if they refuse to accept it! Because the members of Gray Space are stronger than them in terms of training intensity or anything else. Especially when one soldier was so angry that he challenged him, only to be knocked down by Carol holding a sickle... What a shame, what a shame that I couldn't bear to look at!

However, no matter how tortured and tortured they were, none of the soldiers said they wanted to quit, they just gritted their teeth and worked hard to hold on. Even in the afternoon when there was no supervision, I was still training like crazy. One of the reasons for this is that they can now feel their progress. This improvement is not only in terms of strength, but also reflected in the flexible tactics of daily battles. It has to be said that they are now being subtly infected by the obscene thoughts of the gray space.

Of course, apart from this, there is another more important reason. They have such an attitude for no other reason than to be able to abuse the gray space that is not a thing when they are fully trained. Even if there are still five people on the other side, it is still an achievement that is proud of.

Yes, their current target is five people. Although saying this seems very unambitious, it sounds even more weak. But after real contact, they had to admit in their hearts that gray space does have the capital to be arrogant. The gap doesn't exist just because you don't want to admit it. If nothing else, the training intensity is unmatched by any other army.

As for their resentment against Tang En, they have completely given up. This is simply a perversion... They secretly suspected that if they were put on a confrontation field with Tang En, it wouldn't take more than ten minutes. The one who came out must be Tang En, who was clapping his hands and looking indifferent.

...As for Zuo Fan's training, it seemed much more peaceful and relaxed, at least for him and Tang En. Every time he came, Zuo Fan casually laid out a light golden gauze, and then sat aside to carve the statue. It can be seen that he is in a good mood recently, and he almost answers all the vindictive questions raised by Tang En.

But David and the others didn't think so. Although there was no physical exertion, they were enduring inhuman suffering in their bodies almost all the time. Those pinprick sensations were nothing more than that. The key was that Zuo Fan only focused on explosive training. After the light golden gauze was shaken away, the next step is to train the third stage of explosive power, the fifth stage of explosive power... Of course, fighting spirit is not endless, it will be exhausted when it is used up. But now, in order to resist the increasingly painful effects of acupuncture, they had to squeeze the fighting energy from their bodies again and again, then accumulate it, and finally explode. Then squeeze again... It feels like a big hand appears inside the body, tightly grasping their flesh and blood and internal organs, as if grasping soft water plants. Squeeze it tightly, and a drop of fighting spirit flows down. I exerted more force, and there was another drop... But the key is that it is the internal organs, not water plants. Every time I plunder, my body is full of all kinds of turmoil, and I want to vomit... But although the process is painful, the effect is also significant. On the third day, David roared and shook open the light golden tulle. At the same time, his strength also jumped from the peak of beginner level to the intermediate level. David's breakthrough seemed to stimulate others, and in the next few days, excited roars caused by the breakthrough in fighting spirit continued to sound.

Tang En was overjoyed when he saw this. The members of Gray Space have reached a certain level in fighting skills. Now that they have stronger fighting spirit to assist them, they will naturally be even more powerful when fighting.

At the same time, he was also thinking in his mind that if he was promoted to a level in just a few days, then after waiting for a few months... hahaha!

However, Tang En's excitement didn't last long before Zuo Fan poured cold water on him. The reason why David and the others were able to break through so quickly was because they had reached the critical point. Zuofan's explosive secret skill training only advanced this time. However, despite denying this idea of ​​rapid upgrading, Zuo Fan also bluntly admitted that David and the others should be able to practice a little faster than ordinary people. The reason is naturally due to the devil training outside the body.

Although he was knocked back to reality, Tang En was not too depressed because he still had the powerful weapon of Dou Qi circulation channel, which meant that David and the others would be able to practice much faster. So, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?

The resident's city publicity plan has also been launched, but this time Tang En did not follow Josiah around. She is now considered a leader and can just make decisions. Some specific matters do not require her to charge into battle. Besides, she is not the only person in charge of this plan. Josiah's main job now is to establish a secret agency, so there is not much problem with security.

Everything is unfolding and advancing in an orderly manner... In this rolling hill where no one is paying attention, a rebel group called the Gray Army is stretching its power as much as possible, like an octopus. Maybe it is still very small now, but it has already made an attack gesture... Okay, let us temporarily move the camera away from the leisurely Tang En, and cross countless mountains, rivers and lakes... North, North, all the way to the north... The sky is dark, the wind and snow are howling, and palm-sized snowflakes are spinning down, covering everything.

A steep slope with a slight curvature, muddy ground like a Dalmatian dog. A body that is still warm lies on it, and the snow melts when it falls. The armor is broken, and the face is ferocious and stiff, frozen in the action of killing or being killed.

Lift your gaze upwards and look down.

The black and gray city walls are riddled with holes, and the steep peaks on both sides stretch out to nowhere... It is obvious that this is a checkpoint, a mountain checkpoint that is about to be captured.

The fierce battle on the wall was coming to an end. The soldiers wearing Bran-style armor fought and retreated, and finally huddled in a ball at the corner of the city wall. There were not many of them, and everyone was more or less injured, roaring loudly. Waving the curling blade, his face was covered with a will to die.

Looking for openings to attack, there were a group of people wearing simple animal skins and wielding heavy swords, or they could be said to be savages! With disheveled hair, blood-red eyes, and criss-crossing scars on his exposed muscles... he is well-deserved of his name.

Of course, they have a formal name among all the citizens of Bran, barbarians, northern wilderness barbarians.

Kill! Kill! Kill! was a bloodthirsty slogan. Every time the barbarians made a fearless attack, they would pull out a few soldiers from the battle circle and then hack them to death.

The blood spurted, some splashed on the barbarian's unkempt hair and face, and more gathered into a trickle and slid down the city wall. There are many barbarians in the Northern Wasteland, both on the walls and below. It is obvious that this small group of Bran defenders will definitely die.

Glory! Glory! Glory!

The person guarded by Bran's soldiers looked like a general guarding the city. He raised his sword with his uninjured left hand and shouted at the top of his lungs. The surrounding soldiers immediately cheered up, brandished their weapons, and opened their mouths to howl: Glory is my life, sacrifice is eternal life!

As if coming from the faults of the dry desert, the voice was hoarse and resolute. Although there were only a few dozen people, they roared out with a powerful and tragic meaning, shaking the sky.

Then a flag with some broken edges was raised, and the tiger-like lion-like flag roared in the wind and snow, reaching into the dark sky.

Oh, it turns out to be the Thunder Legion.

At the foot of the hillside, an old man sitting on horseback with frost-white temples and wearing a large-leaf dragon scale armor stroked his beard and said, his tone was very plain, just like seeing the dishes being served during a meal, oh, it turns out to be xx dishes. ...At this moment, wuwuwu, three long-drawn horns sounded.

The barbarian on the wall attacked, then roared unwillingly and retreated.

The old man at the foot of the mountain frowned and turned to look to the right side of the city wall. A metal pipe with a fixed base there was changing direction, and then slowly dropped from the height, pointing directly at the flag.

Wow! The barbarians on the city wall kept raising their weapons and howling excitedly to the sky, as if they were looking forward to the next scene.

Thunder's Hammer... the old man murmured.

Boom - the air waves rolled and stones and bricks flew across. A corner of the city wall was directly blown down, and the rapidly falling snowflakes were also swept aside at this moment.

At the same time, the flying flags and the soldiers below were naturally swept away without any trace.

The cheers got louder... The old man's face looked a little ugly, and his hand holding the reins tightened. Then he narrowed his eyes and returned to calm.

Marshal, it should be Tiu who did it. A middle-aged man also wearing armor rode forward and whispered.

The old man snorted coldly: I know, hum! No one else has the courage.

Thor's hammer is found in every checkpoint town with difficult terrain, which is quite common. But the explosive crystals inside are relatively rare. They are too easy to destroy. Even if you occupy a city, it is difficult to get a few pieces.

The Thor's Hammer just now was obviously occupied before it could be used, so there was an explosive crystal inside. This kind of important military equipment was now being used to blast a group of remnant soldiers, which naturally made the old marshal angry. However, this Tiwu seems to be a sensitive person, and the old man has no final meaning...

Forget it, let's go in! The old man waved his hand, Keep pushing forward and win the three scheduled levels today.

Yes! The middle-aged officer bowed and turned his horse's head to issue the order.

The old man took a breath and looked to the northwest: Ziyi, I'm here again! This time, you can't stop it...

The sigh didn't spread far before it was drowned by the howling wind and snow. At the same time, there were also the cold bodies on the ground that were gradually submerged...