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Chapter 1102 Welcome the last two Feather Teams

Once the team merged, Guo Lanxinjing was responsible for the overall mobilization and command because she was a woman. When Gongsun Qiangqi and Gongsun Yuyan were not speaking, she would speak, and other power teams were easily accepted by the forces of the other gods.

No one expected that that night, Narasha was stuck in her waist and looked north, shouting: "Defense, three hours and forty-one minutes later, sandstorms will attack."

Everyone's heart...

Do it, pile up stones, move tents.

The night people come first to help arrange defenses for the kitchen.

Gongsun Murong made a larger wine flag again, climbed the flagpole, inserted it next to the kitchen, and shouted: "Everyone, work harder, make you vinegar and sautéed cabbage cores, shredded pork, crispy bean sprouts, and golden rice tonight."

Everyone listened to the content of the shouting and looking at the flying flags, their mental states were indeed getting better.

Those who have participated in the assessment of the training place outside, when they see such a scene, they don’t think of how the two of them are when they are motivating their children from various families when they are going up the steps.

That is an absolute leader temperament, and the more difficult the moments, the more it reflects its value.

It is probably the most powerful logistics team in history, two people support the sky.

The audience was happy after more than 40,000 people were motivated.

There are also people who are still in the hall where there are only video playback instruments and no other things to curse the system.

After discussing with the staff, Guan Foren finally passed the news and asked the team in the northeast to move horizontally to the north.

As a result, the team had just moved over and was resting. He and his staff saw the people in the image again deploying the defense of Zhengbei.

He dared to be sure that the system guaranteed not to blow sandstorms against the city construction, but to deal with his own feather light.

Including this one, there are three, and a team that was killed by the target character led by the scaly bone-eating hill beast, there are only two left in the six teams, and God knows when the sandstorm will shave.

If the team led by Jin Dun is included, the elite of 5,000 people have not yet met the enemy, and they have died so cowardly. Can you live a good life?

"Boss, I'll ask someone to go over and send the news?" The follower appeared at the right time.

Guan Foren waved his hands and waved his hands continuously. He no longer wanted to say anything.

He knew it was useless to send people there. The locals in the entire low-level map city were determined to help the two targeted characters.

The Yumang man went to the points hall in person, and the people inside said something went wrong and asked other forces to come and help. When the people inside saw that the points recipient was Yumang, they said there was a delay. When would it be delayed? Basically, it was the moment when Yumang was irreversible.

It seems that we have to think of other ways to bypass obstruction.

The sandstorm in the Tianjing Desert came as soon as possible. The time came, just like the previous two times, and then the yellow sand filled the sky.

Then Yumang's Chuansha Tuo and the warrior smashed it down, and the undead Gongsun Murong and Narasha went to finish the fight, which looked so pitiful.

"In the past, I was afraid of Yumang and had nightmares every day when I went to sleep. Now I looked like that." Guo Lanxinjing stepped on a Yumang warrior who was seriously injured and was about to struggle. When others came to kill him, she sighed to the people around her.

There were five people next to her who helped her press them together, otherwise the warrior who could not control the feathered miracle would have a lot of effort even now, and someone would go to get the rope.

The soldier who was held down spit out blood and said, "If you have the ability to let go of me, fight fairly."

"Who is talking about fairness to me? Let's take a look." Narasha's voice sounded, accompanied by the movement. She came out from the ground and held a large food box to Guo Lanyue next to her. She walked two steps to the Yumang warrior, squatted down and asked, "Yumang is starting to talk about fairness? Is more than 290,000 people setting up a trap to siege us? Did six teams of thousands of people dispatched to gather here?"

"I obey orders." The suppressed warrior Yumang defended himself, then lowered his head. He probably knew how pale his words were.

"I'll give you some fun. In fact, if you let go of you, you can't beat me. It's just a waste of my time." Narasha said, and a chopstick pierced into the other party's head.

Shaking her head, she got into the hole again.

Guo Lanxinjing began to harvest the spoils. The dead Yu Mang's clothes and weapons were all money. She peeled them and said, "They are all the same people. Don't talk about the word fairness in the future, as they will be despised."

Someone else repaired the holes on the tent under the cover of his comrades. In this moment, the damaged area was even bigger and a lot of sand was poured in.

Guo Lanyue opened the big food box and it was indeed a vinegar-sweet cabbage core, which was blue and white, especially with the starch hanging, which looked very appetizing. The other portion was fried bean sprouts with shredded pork. The bean sprouts were straightened, pinched the head and tail, just the middle section, and the rice was golden, one piece was one piece.

He swallowed his saliva and said, "I wouldn't be surprised if the most powerful battleground cooking department in the world was replaced with an ancient artillery position and I would say that they could deliver delicious and delicious food to the first trench."

"What are you talking about? I guess they can deliver the food to the special forces team that were accidentally trapped when performing special tasks. By the way, they can also ask the people who stand in the special forces what they want to eat for the next meal, and then retreat calmly in the encirclement and enter the encirclement to deliver the meal a few hours later. It is guaranteed that the special forces team mentioned before."

A person next to him joked.

However, if some people in the temple world know about his words, the other party would definitely tell him that the two of them had done that, and they didn't know where they were in the team, but they could find a place to deliver food.

So in the sandstorm, more than 40,000 people were on flashlights, having lunch happily and chatting happily.

Gongsun Murong and Narasha were busy digging the passage and transferring the people in the broken tent, and ran outside to clean up the sand.

At dawn, the sandstorm passed, breakfast began, lotus seed porridge, two-rice porridge, and lean meat porridge, fried eggs into purse-like eggs, as well as pickles such as scallions with tofu, scallion dried tofu shredded scallions, garlic eggplant, shrimp oil and small beans.

Everyone is comfortable and eats, and they may not need to be ordered by others to work.

At noon, scallion pancakes, seafood soup, potato stewed eggplant, and stir-fried vegetable hearts made a portion of more than 100,000 people at once.

A large group of people came from the northeast, and many teams gathered together, with nearly 60,000 people coming to support.

Still eating and sleeping first.

When I got up in the evening, before I could join the work, a team came to the east, with two thousand people and six thousand peaks passing through the sand camels. The flag was picked up with a big word "feather".

More than 100,000 people divided into teams and picked up weapons to watch.

The two Yumang teams were combined together. When they set out, they wanted to kill the target person. Now they looked at the teams ahead and then looked at their comrades around them, and suddenly they didn’t know what to do.
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