Chapter 388: Dragon and Phoenix Team Becomes Spirits

Although Ma Hua was disdainful and felt that the Dragon and Phoenix Team was nothing special, otherwise they would not have been hiding in the base for the past few days, not daring to do anything. He did not pursue them at the time. In the final analysis, they were just in name only.

But it's just a few people, so it's okay to arrange it there, so that everyone can feel at ease. It doesn't matter, "Okay."

Hong Zhengjun immediately made arrangements.

In the base, an hour and a half after Wang Zhe left, the attack came.

Wang Xifa shouted, "Grandson, it's you again. I was just worried that I wouldn't have time to settle the score with you, but you came here to die. I'll grant you your wish."

Wang Xifa's fighting ability is pretty good. He used to live a life of luxury in the safe base for a long time, and his ability had deteriorated a lot. Later, because of the migration caused by the strong earthquake, and resisting foreign enemies here, his ability improved a lot. When facing two people alone, although he could not win, he would not lose for a while.

But the Hongzheng Army and the Ma Hua couldn't just keep fighting at such a leisurely pace. If the Dragon and Phoenix Team suddenly showed up, they would be doomed. "Old thief, get out of here now and give up your position. Your son has already taken the majority of the troops. These few remaining idiots are no match for me. Be careful or you'll lose your life. And don't count on the Dragon and Phoenix Team to save you. They're already busy with their own affairs."

At the back, a group of people surrounded the container and sprayed supernatural powers. The rusty shell of the container turned golden and was at least ten centimeters thick. There was no movement inside, and the people outside were so excited that they wanted to shout to the sky.

I guessed they might be sleeping inside, and I couldn't wake them up, so I held back and kept using my supernatural powers. The thicker the cloth was, the more at ease I felt.

Wang Xifa didn't know what was happening next, and he wouldn't be intimidated by these two people. In his mind, the Dragon and Phoenix Team were gods in the sky. How could these few misfits possibly trap them? It was simply wishful thinking.

"I don't even need the Dragon and Phoenix Team to deal with you. I can handle it myself." Wang Xifa didn't look tired at all despite his old arms and legs. He danced with his sword vigorously and was very motivated.

The fighting power of the others also soared because they relied on the Dragon and Phoenix Team. The former weak soldiers and generals all became elite soldiers and brave generals, making the troops of Hong and Ma scream in defeat.

The Hongzheng Army and the MCA were so angry that their faces turned red and their necks became thick. A situation that was sure to win had actually deviated like this. This was when the Dragon and Phoenix Team did not show up. If the Dragon and Phoenix Team had shown up, they would have had no chance of winning.

These people suddenly became so powerful. Could it be that the Dragon and Phoenix Team really became spirits, and everyone in their group can be endowed with divine powers?

Just thinking about it makes me laugh. It's too ridiculous. How is it possible?

But what's going on with these people? Is it some unknown, banned drug that, like Popeye's spinach, has magical powers?

I have to say that these two guys are a match made in heaven. They even have the same wild ideas. Especially when Wang Xifa was desperately killing, the two of them were sweating profusely and still had time to come up with all kinds of ideas. It was really weird.

The most frustrating thing about fighting in this kind of weather is the flying dust. Those who can afford goggles are covered in dust within a minute, and then have to wipe them off. Those who don't have goggles can only fight blindly.

Even when I was tired, I didn't dare to open my mouth. The feeling of a mouthful of yellow sand rushing into my throat was unpleasant. If I didn't want to eat sand, I had to wear a mask and a handkerchief, but the feeling was not much better. I had difficulty breathing, my heartbeat accelerated, my head felt dizzy, and all kinds of problems appeared one after another.

The temperature was extremely high, I was sweating, and the yellow sand stuck to my skin, just like a layer of crust, which was very uncomfortable.

Anyway, if I move, I will not get any better. On a day like this, it is best to sleep at home.

It's because my strength doesn't allow it.

The only thing that can be seen is who can endure, who is better equipped, and who is more powerful.

Wang Xifa's side was equipped with Lan Shiruo's simplified protective mask, which was much more convenient to use than goggles and masks. When the enemy was feeling unwell, they felt comfortable everywhere, had enough food and drink to keep them energetic, were well-maintained, and were perfectly equipped. They were completely unaffected by external factors, and they could find the right opportunity, strike quickly, and beat the enemy without any resistance. Victory was easy.

The two factions, ANC, MCA and AK Party, had little to eat and had been waiting outside for several days. They were mentally exhausted and had no energy to fight.

They were all of similar character before, and I couldn't tell the difference.

Now Wang Xifa and his companions were no longer anxious or short of breath, and they could tell the difference immediately.

But no matter what, ANC and MCA came this time with the determination to win, otherwise where can they find compensation for the suffering and materials consumed?

"Everyone listen, as long as we take this place, each person will get a bucket of water, a piece of meat, and rice and flour. Kill them."

Money can move people's hearts, let alone the desire for food of a hungry person. Just a bucket of water can arouse their blood.

In an instant, a group of people rushed in shouting.

Wang Xifa gritted his teeth and raised his arms, shouting, "Come on, kill all these bastards who are trying to invade our territory and steal our food."

"Kill him."

For a time, the fighting spirit was high and the scene was extremely lively.

The large team is already halfway to the Hongzheng Army's territory.

They were moving very fast. Jiang Xiang carried Ao Chengyi, Xiao Feifei carried Lan Shiruo and Le Bao, and the four leopards carried their own masters, dragging a special skateboard behind them - Beike Jun.

My friend was sitting in the shell, and it was a bit bumpy, but the anchors we had put in the sea were still there, and with the thick insulation, we didn't feel much. The ground was covered with yellow sand, and dragging it along was like dragging a sled through the snow, very easy.

All six beasts were fast, running in the wind and sand without slowing down at all, and they did not let the wind and sand block their vision.

A journey that would take others one or two days only takes them one or two hours.

The territory of the Hongzheng Army looks like a refugee camp.

The guards looked listless, their faces pale as if they hadn't eaten for three days. In fact, not only had they not eaten for three days, they hadn't eaten much in nearly a year, relying entirely on a breath of air to keep them alive.

The shabby tents can be blown over by the slightest wind and sand, and they are leaking air from all directions.

We had to clean the outside of the tent every half hour to prevent it from collapsing under the weight of the sand. It was very hot and stuffy inside, with no insulation at all.

The only conveniences are electricity for heating and air conditioning.

But the materials for producing air conditioning and heat energy are limited, and only the people at the top can use them, not the little guys like them.

Those who have no fighting ability stay in the tent, move less, eat less, and to put it bluntly, they are waiting to die.

In this situation, everyone has to take advantage of others.

Therefore, the big team understands the actions of Amber Lee and MCA. After all, they have also robbed others in order to survive.

But because of their position, the Dragon and Phoenix Team will naturally not tolerate it and will have to deal with what needs to be dealt with.

They sneaked in easily, with Fat Rat leading the way, and found the warehouse in the million-dollar tent.

They were really poor. There were ten warehouses, but they were full of useless things. There was very little food, only five tents, and for a million people, this little food was not enough for a meal, without water to fill their stomachs.

But these people relied on these to survive for nearly a year.

"Alas, there must be something hateful about pitiful people. There is really no clear boundary between good and evil." He Lian sighed.

The little friend didn't comment, this is the way the world is.

(End of this chapter)