I Added Everything to Strength

the next day.

He Mu regained his energy and walked out of the temporary supply point.

At this time, the security state had already formulated new tactics in response to the new situation.

All Red Mist fighters were divided into six brigades.

The red mist fighters of the six brigades took turns to rest in the temporary supply point.

In addition, each brigade is divided into many small teams, and the small teams give full play to the advantages that the Red Mist fighters can cooperate with each other to kill single monsters.

After a successful kill, retreat immediately and look for the next opportunity.

Strictly speaking, this is a guerrilla tactic. It cannot prevent the monster from wreaking havoc on Nancheng, but at least it can continue to weaken the monster's strength.

As long as the power of the monster can be weakened, there is hope of victory.

It's better than giving up Nancheng completely.

If they give up, the military base will definitely not insist on it. When all the lair monsters attack, the Nancheng will be destroyed in minutes.

Afterwards, the only way to re-enter Nancheng was when the monsters had ravaged enough to disperse most of them on their own.

At that time, there was no need to rebuild Nancheng.

As long as they think of this kind of result, all the Red Mist fighters who are fighting outside will cheer up no matter how tired they are.

You know, nearly a hundred people were killed or injured in World War I yesterday.

If Nancheng ends up being destroyed in the end, it will not only be sorry for the land, but also sorry for the folks, and even more sorry for the comrades who died yesterday.

...

The fierce battle lasted for six hours until noon.

He Mu returned to the temporary supply point again.

As soon as he sat down, he immediately took out the food and began to replenish. At the same time, he did not forget to take out his mobile phone and click on the school system.

Soon, he found the video link of the famous school competition.

At this time, they are still in the group stage, and Lingzhou has already played two games.

He Mu clicked on the first replay first.

A battle scene quickly appeared on the screen.

The first Lingzhou battle was against Western Road University of Science and Technology.

Western Road University of Science and Technology is an ordinary university, and the fighting strength of five students is below 800.

Mo Chuxin swept them all by himself without accident.

When Mo Chuxin left the stage, she looked at the camera several times in a row.

The food in He Mu's mouth chewed more and more slowly, and his mood became a little complicated.

At this time, Wang Xiaoteng also walked by the camera. Instead of looking at the camera, he made an OK gesture to the camera.

The same is true for the next few seniors.

Seeing this scene, He Mu felt more and more sour.

Mo Chuxin and the others participated in the competition for prestigious schools at Kyoto University. No one cheered for them, and even had to handle everything like eating by themselves.

It can be regarded as a lonely battle.

And I... am in Nancheng, thousands of miles away, so I can't help them at all.

I can only watch them silently.

He even "wait for me\

,"Don't dare to say "come on" and the like.

Because he didn't know if he still had a chance to rush to Kyoto.

How feeble is it to send a "come on" message under such circumstances?

...

Just when he finished watching the first scene and was about to watch the second scene, a person was carried out from the supply point.

He Mu looked up at that person.

It was a middle-aged uncle, and he said a few words to himself yesterday, saying, "If you can't keep your hometown, how can you brag with others when you go out?

In the future, when people ask us where we are from, how should we answer? "

At that time, he still vividly talked and laughed, but now he has become a cold corpse.

Still because of serious injuries, he died without saying a word inside the supply point.

He Mu forcibly suppressed all kinds of complicated emotions in his heart, swallowed the food, and then took a sip of water.

Nancheng, he must defend it no matter what.

Don't say anything about hometown love, just the Tengyun Fund's support to my brother, this love is difficult to repay.

Without the support from Tengyun Fund, my brother would not have such strong strength.

If he didn't have such strong strength, he would still be in a wheelchair now.

In addition, my brother's suicide note also expressed a deep sense of guilt for his hometown.

This kindness has to be repaid by oneself.

...

at the same time.

On the rooftop of a high-rise building on the edge of Kyoto, a tall and strong man in his thirties was concentrating on his mobile phone.

His mobile phone is actually not small, but because there is a six-meter-long sawtooth sword next to him, in such a comparison, his small mobile phone is like a joke.

Seeing this, a person next to him smiled and said, "Boss, isn't it? Do you watch all the group matches of the famous school competition?"

The muscular man continued to look at the screen without saying a word.

A woman carrying a medical kit next to her smiled and said, "You don't know the story of the boss. He lost to Chen Che in the Lingzhou War Tournament ten years ago, and he failed to win the Lord of Hope, and he still broods on it.

Afterwards, Lingzhou Zhan University disappeared because of that incident. Now, ten years later, Lingzhou Zhan University reappeared in the famous school competition. Of course he wanted to watch it.

If you don't watch the ones from Kyoto University, you have to watch the ones from Lingzhou Zhan University! "

Hearing this, the muscular man raised his head and glared at the woman, then put away his phone and stood up.

"Don't relax, since the higher ups have even called us back, they have their reasons!"

Several people around listened to this and all stopped their voices, and looked at a cone-shaped mountain with a height of three or four kilometers in the distance in unison.

That is the largest monster lair in China, called the Thousand-legged Nest.

This lair is full of insect monsters, and their reproductive power is extremely strong.

The master of its lair even killed the real dragon that year.

Don't look at it as a mountain on the surface, but that mountain is actually just the tip of the iceberg of this lair.

Its real body is underground.

If the capital hadn't been suppressing the Thousand-legged Nest all these years, the Nest Master would have built an underground empire long ago.

"call……"

The muscular man let out a long breath.

Now is the period of competition for prestigious schools, and talented students and a large number of teachers from all over the world have come to Kyoto. It stands to reason that with so many strong people gathered, the protection of Kyoto should be greatly increased.

But the problem lies in the South City of Northwest Road.

Nancheng was captured by monsters.

The defense of the military bases in other provinces is urgent, and no manpower can be spared to support Nancheng.

This is especially true in small cities with universities. When participating in a competition for prestigious schools, once a few powerful teachers in the city leave, the high-end strength will be directly reduced by half.

They can't send any manpower.

It stands to reason...

Whether such a small city can be defended depends entirely on whether it can sustain itself until the surrounding cities are free, just like Yunfeng City back then.

But what I didn't expect was that as soon as the teachers and students from all over the country entered the capital and the strength of the capital was replenished, the higher ups even sent the first division of the capital guard to Nancheng.

This is very unreasonable.

In the past ten years, three or four cities have been destroyed, but the troops in Kyoto have never been out.

There is no way, as the most important place in China, Kyoto has gathered too many important people and things, so there must be no loss.

In terms of the defense of Kyoto, the people above have never been so "careful" about calculations.

But this time it was a surprising exception.

...

"Boss, none of the gods of war are from Nancheng, right?"

A person next to him asked.

The muscular man shook his head slightly.

"No."

"Where are the ministers?"

"nor."

"Then who is so big on face that he persuaded that person to send out the first division?"

"how could I know?"

The muscular man asked back angrily.

In fact, the calm and rational man was terrifying, and he felt that even several ministers might not have the face to make him make such a decision.

There must be some unknown tricks in the middle.

But he didn't bother to think about it.

Seeing that there was no movement in the lair in the distance, the strong man looked at a huge building in the capital.

There is Kyoto University.

...

Inside the Kyoto University Training Center.

At this time, the surrounding auditorium was full of people.

Among them, eight areas are particularly eye-catching, and the students sitting in these eight areas are all wearing uniform school uniforms.

Needless to say, Kyoto University, this is their home stadium, they occupy a full 200 seats, and they are the most eye-catching group of people in the audience.

The other seven areas were filled with teachers and students from the other seven famous schools last year, and each school occupied dozens of seats.

Aside from the students and teachers of various schools, there are nearly a thousand places reserved for people from all walks of life in Kyoto.

...

On the edge of the arena stands a high platform, on which two commentators sit, overlooking the arena below.

"The next battle! The group match of the twelfth group! Lingzhou Zhanhan University will face Dongnan Dao University of Universe!"

After the words fell, the two teams of students entered the arena.

...

In the last row of the auditorium, an old man silently looked at Mo Chuxin on the field, with a flash of nostalgia in his eyes.

Beside him, stood a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man is his student Zhou Kang, who is also the dean of Hope College of Kyoto University.

"Teacher... Zhenping really wants to go to the moon..."

Zhou Kang was not in the mood to watch the battle, but muttered in a low voice,

The old man nodded slightly, and said softly: "He is already training, and he will land on the moon the day the famous school competition ends... He said he wants to see the Lingzhou battle shine again."

Zhou Kang frowned when he heard this, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart.

Then he also looked at the battle on the field.

"Teacher, Mo Chuxin's strength is certainly quite strong, but the overall strength of Lingzhou Zhanda...it's not bad to enter the top 16, but it's as difficult as reaching the top eight, so to flatten him...why bother?"

"I don't know what he is thinking, maybe he will be satisfied when the name of Lingzhou Zhan University appears, alas, it's not like you don't know what kind of character he is, I can't persuade him.

But you, how sure is Kyoto University this year? "

The old man was the previous president of Kyoto University, so he naturally had deep feelings for Kyoto University.

Zhou Kang smiled confidently upon hearing this.

"At least ninety percent!"

After all, he subconsciously looked at the seat opposite to the diagonal right.

There sat a group of teachers and students in red school uniforms.

As if sensing his gaze, an old woman among the group of teachers and students looked at him with a sneer on her face.

Seeing this, Zhou Kang's eyes twitched, and cursed softly:

"Eastern Dao Shuguang University has something going on every year, look at the way that old lady Yan Yun looks at me...

I feel like she's going to make trouble again this year! I don't know what tricks she will play again? "

The old man followed his gaze, and the sneer on the old woman's face disappeared instantly.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.

"Without such an opponent, how can Kyoto University have pressure and motivation to move on?"

...

at the same time.

In the seat where the teachers and students of Shuguang University were, the old woman withdrew her gaze and subconsciously looked at a red-haired girl sitting in the seat in front of her left, with a kind smile on her face.

"Ye Huang, what do you think of Mo Chuxin from the Lingzhou War?"

The red-haired girl turned her head and replied respectfully: "She's pretty strong, but unfortunately, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to fight her."

"Hey, it's fine if you don't fight, she can't touch Mo Chuxin, but you don't have to be polite when you meet those guys from Kyoto University."

"Good teacher."

The red-haired girl responded.

Her tone was very gentle, but there was an inexplicable and indescribable confidence in her whole body.

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