Mystery Makes Me Strong

Zhang Meng didn't think much, so he rushed into the cell with the guard in one hand.

He checked each cell one by one.

At the same time, he asked the guy in his hand:

"Why didn't your companion shoot?"

However, the guy closed his eyes and didn't speak. Zhang Meng didn't make things difficult for him, but just used him as a shield...

Finally, in a single cell, he saw the target of the mission - a bald man with a scar on his head.

The characteristics are very obvious.

At this time, he suddenly noticed that the guard in his hand opened his eyes again, and he looked very nervous.

He immediately became alert.

He suddenly punched the bald man hard.

And the guy seemed to have been prepared for it and retreated directly.

"You are quite smart, kid." The bald man grinned.

"Let me tell you, the guards cannot kill their companions, nor can they disclose their companions' secrets, nor can they disclose their own secrets, otherwise they will be executed."

"But the rescuer may be killed by another kind of person."

"That's me!" The bald man said, and took out a large-caliber pistol and shot directly at Zhang Meng.

At this time, Zhang Meng had been prepared and immediately avoided the bullet.

He stepped forward and kicked the rescued man to the ground!

The bald man laughed: "Hahaha, good fight!"

"You can't kill me, you can hit me, hit me hard!"

"In this case, you will suffer."

Zhang Meng hates ungrateful people the most.

He punched the bald man hard on the ribs.

This time he broke 5 ribs of the other party, and then he dismantled the other party's limbs.

Then he carried the guard in one hand and the bald man in the other hand, and walked out of the prison to the bridge.

At this time, none of the others fired.

Everyone was hiding from him.

Seeing this, Zhang Meng suddenly realized that it seemed that there were still many ways to solve this task.

That is to capture as many guards as possible. As long as a few guards are captured, they will have many tricks to use.

Of course, this does not mean that you can do whatever you want.

Even this method is useless for ordinary people.

Because the opponent can use rubber sticks to deal with you, and neither side can use guns, it depends on who has more people.

As long as the opponent surrounds you, you will only destroy yourself if you capture the guards, and the opponent cannot kill their own people.

But you can be trapped, and you can just catch two people together.

This method is therefore only suitable for people like him who have strong melee ability.

Others can't fight too many people, and playing melee is to seek death.

And at this time.

After Lao Wang met him at the bridge, he said in person: "You have worked hard."

"Very good, you are the first newcomer I have seen who can complete this kind of task alone."

Zhang Meng suddenly said coldly: "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Lao Wang shook his head and said: "Are you still a child? If you don't ask these things yourself, no one is obliged, unless they are kind-hearted people who will tell you."

Zhang had nothing to say. He knew that Lao Wang had malicious intentions, but then again.

As long as the other party did not take action, even if he had malicious intentions, he had no reason to kill the other party.

Of course, he can now vent his anger and find a way to kill Lao Wang.

In the eyes of others, it was Lao Wang himself who deserved it.

Lao Wang shook his head and said: "Okay, our mission is completed, we can go back."

...

The group of people went back happily.

Zhang Meng actually couldn't understand the happiness of these people.

What is there to be happy about?

After all, there are new tasks next.

Sure enough, a new manager came later, his surname was Jin.

Manager Jin said to everyone: "Very good, some of you have passed the novice period."

"Let's congratulate them, they are Zhang Meng, Lao Wang..."

He named two more people.

"Now the four of you can follow me to the primary group."

So several people followed Manager Jin to the primary group.

And the atmosphere in the primary group was better.

Everyone looked at the four people without showing any hostility.

Some people even smiled at Zhang Meng.

"Lao Wang, you are finally here."

It seems that some of them know each other.

Lao Wang bowed and said: "I am one step later than everyone else."

"Okay," a man with a team leader's dog tag came out and patted Lao Wang on the shoulder, "Everyone knows that you, Lao Wang, want to accumulate more connections."

Zhang Meng couldn't help but sneer when he heard this.

He is still accumulating connections, he has already got a way to die.

The team leader said: "Okay, you guys go and choose guns first, everyone has practiced shooting."

Zhang Meng nodded, he naturally practiced many times in the training ground.

Besides, he already knows how to use it.

He has experienced two worlds.

"Now choose the gun you like to use, and then get familiar with the other types."

"Remember that there are many guns, and you must be familiar with them, from the earliest matchlock guns, matchlock guns to flintlock guns, from smoothbore guns to rifled guns."

"Semi-automatic, automatic rifles."

The team leader said a lot in one breath.

Finally, he said: "I am the team leader here, just call me Team Leader Xie."

Team Leader Xie then looked at Zhang Meng and said: "I know you are very good, invincible in close combat, and can dodge pistols and rifles."

"But the tasks of our junior group basically involve guns and heavy firepower."

"Flesh and blood can never compare to steel, so you have to learn to use guns, all bulletproof equipment, and bulletproof fortifications when you are proficient, to improve your survival rate."

Zhang Meng nodded and accepted his kindness.

Afterwards, he and the other three, under the leadership of Team Leader Xie, went to the armament warehouse to familiarize themselves with and select guns.

Others were busy with their own affairs in the office.

...

A week later.

Manager Xie gathered everyone and said to them directly:

"Okay, our second task is here."

"This time it is battlefield attack and defense, a C-level task."

When everyone heard this, their faces changed immediately.

Zhang Meng frowned.

"The attacking and defending sides use rifles, plus some light machine guns, heavy machine guns, and grenade launchers."

"One side has 6,000 people, and the other side has 1,000 people."

"We call them Party A and Party B. Party A is the attacker and Party B is the defender."

"Party A has little ammunition, but has grenades, and only three light machine guns, while the defending side has plenty of ammunition."

"Each rifle is equipped with 150 rounds of ammunition, and there are grenade launchers, but no grenades, and two heavy machine guns."

After Team Leader Xie finished speaking, he said to Zhang Meng: "This time you are our trump card. I know you are very good in close combat."

"You want to be the assault team leader this time. Do you have any objections?"

Zhang Meng did not refute, but just nodded.

He was not qualified to object.

Don't you want to do the mission?

He didn't have that ability.

Team Leader Xie was obviously very happy.

"Very good, you are not that kind of troublemaker."

"It will be easy for us to get along with each other. Generally speaking, we will have different positions after entering, and they will be arranged according to our previous performance."

"Among the 6,000 people, we may be squad leaders, group leaders, managers, battalion commanders, and even department managers."

"Both sides attack each other, and of course the other side may also have elites like us."

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that these 8,000 people are real people, not NPCs, nor robots."

"You have to remember this, but they will be a team formed by some ordinary people who have been trained for a year."

"Unlike our team that specializes in missions."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Meng asked quickly.

"In other words, their mission is to play the same role in this battlefield all the time. If they don't die this time, they will continue to play." Team leader Xie said lightly.

After hearing this, Zhang Meng couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

What a sad life this is.

Every day when you wake up, you will be notified to go to the same trench, the same battlefield, and do your role well.

He knew that the casualties in this kind of offensive and defensive war were extremely tragic.

No matter how low the chance of dying in battle is, if it is repeated too often, then there is no doubt that you will die.

Even if the death rate is one in ten, the possibility of surviving after 20 battles is too small.

After all, stray bullets on the battlefield are not blind, and you may even be injured by mistake.

It is not easy for people here to survive for more than 20 years.

After a simple training and explanation, they were taken to this battlefield by a truck.

The battlefield is not far away.

What surprised Zhang Meng was that it was located on an open space outside the city.

There were singing and laughter in the city, and artillery fire outside the city.

What surprised him even more was that there were some people watching their battle in the distance around them...

They sat in the tanks one by one.

There were also several bulletproof glass windows on the tanks.

They watched the battle safely.

There were people next to them, and even opened parasols on the tanks.

This made him think of some real events that happened in history.

Two troops were fighting in the suburbs, and citizens brought things to watch and watch the excitement.

Zhang Meng wanted to laugh.

History really repeats itself.

He didn't know the nature and mystery of the void world at this time, so of course he would have this feeling of confusion.

Wen Rensheng would only say that it was very normal.

The two combat armies belonged to the local lord's army, and they could restrain military discipline. Otherwise, if the citizens dared to watch the excitement, they would rob you first.

Now the same thing happened.

At this time, the person in charge of the attack on Party A was a department manager.

He was a middle-aged man wearing a pair of glasses.

He glanced at the newcomers Zhang Meng and others, and then said:

"Okay, I know your abilities."

"I will arrange you as team leaders in a while."

"Now our task is to capture the trench on the opposite side, plant our flag on it, and occupy that position."

"Of course, this time, everyone had better work harder."

"If the attack fails, this time it will be a C-level mission."

"Someone needs to take responsibility."

Taking responsibility means military punishment.

The department manager didn't say it.

When everyone heard this, they all became serious.

They knew that this mission had reached C-level.

This was not an E-level mission. Even if you failed in an E-level mission, there was no penalty. It was basically used for training and to train your ability to save your life.

C-level missions seemed to place more emphasis on mission completion and intensity.

Zhang Meng has understood this.

In a week, he asked many people. Some people didn't say anything, but some people did.

After all, people have different personalities. Some people just don't want to offend others. If you ask hard, they will tell you little by little.

And Zhang Meng was indeed arranged to be the leader of the assault team.

The department manager said: "Our only chance of winning is to dig trenches through earthwork, dig all the way to the opponent's nose, and then throw grenades."

"Then use the absolute manpower advantage to annihilate the opponent."

"If we fight a shooting war, we will be slowly bled to death by the opponent."

Zhang Meng is very lucky.

Because he is a commando, he can save his physical strength.

He can watch his colleagues digging trenches one by one.

It looks simple to dig trenches, but it is not easy at all.

Fortunately, the battlefields here seem to be specially selected, and soil will be dug out as soon as they are dug.

They fill the excavated soil on the trenches to form a sheltered fortification.

And the other side obviously will not watch them digging trenches.

"Fire!" the leader of Party B shouted!

And every time they fired, their diggers huddled in the trenches.

This time, Zhang Meng saw many people die in front of him.

The enemy's shells were very accurate.

Five or six out of every ten shells could fall into the trenches.

This accuracy was too fierce.

Zhang Meng immediately realized that if he became the enemy's target, he would be hit by the enemy soon.

He didn't dare to bet that his primary super physique could resist the shells.

These people were real veterans.

If you want to avoid being killed by the enemy, you must have enough luck and enough combat skills.

The people digging the trenches waited until the enemy's artillery fire was about to stop before they continued digging.

However, at this time, the enemy's grenade launcher stopped firing.

Obviously, their shells were also limited.

The defenders had sufficient ammunition, but only relatively.

It was not unlimited. If there was really unlimited ammunition, this battle would not have to be fought.

The enemy could kill them all with direct artillery and machine gun fire.

The other side just fired cold shots, and it seemed that there was no big reaction.

After digging for more than two hours, they finally approached 80 meters from the other side's trench.

The other side obviously did not sit and wait for death.

When they were exhausted, they immediately seized the opportunity and began to counterattack.

More than 10 teams were sent out from the 1,000 people.

Each team had only five or six people. They lined up in an evacuation formation, crouched, and rushed towards their trenches frantically.

While approaching, they also tried to shoot at those who showed their heads.

The opponent's heavy machine guns also opened up the firing range and suppressed from both wings.

Provided firepower for the infantry charge.

The light machine guns on Zhang Meng's side also opened fire.

But just one minute after the firing, the opponent's grenade launcher exploded.

The light machine gunner was a skilled person, and he hurriedly moved to other places.

The assistant who loaded the bullets was obviously a novice, and he turned around and ran back.

As a result, he was executed by military law after running only two steps and was shot dead in the ditch.

Zhang Meng immediately realized that the difficulty of his attempt was a bit too high.