The Strongest Organization of the End Times

Chapter 68 The 122 Elite Squad Departs! ! (Please recommend for collection)
Even Shao Junhou himself didn't know that his fighting skills had improved a lot.

But the team leader had no choice but to face Shao Junhou, who had no pain for the time being. Slowly, the team leader was in a small wind, and was finally beaten to the ground by Shao Junhou, unable to stand up.

After knocking down the team leader, Shao Junhou quickly rushed to the other members of the 121st officer squad. It was still the same, not afraid of pain, and beat hard. Shao Junhou was desperate at this time, he was fighting with his life, let's see who Like him, you are not afraid of death, and you will bear it with him.

Seeing Shao Junhou's fierceness, the 122 elite team's morale slowly improved, and they began to be driven by Shao Junhou.

"Brothers, let's fight!" Wang Siluo said, blood still dripping from his mouth.

"Ah, ah, hit!"

"Ah."

The members of the 122 elite squad started to shout and shout, and started to fight for their lives, not afraid of being hit, even if the opponent's fist was about to hit them in the face, they didn't take anyone to hide, they attacked frantically, and didn't defend.

"Damn it, a bunch of lunatics, lunatics!" Seeing this, Huang Yan in the audience said in disbelief.

"Alas!" Seeing Shao Junhou and the others so crazy, Wang Bai felt a little heartbroken. Even if they won this round, they would pay a heavy price, and he couldn't bear it.

Facing a group of 122 elite squads that don't feel pain, 121 officer squads are all satisfied. What they don't know is that it is because of this trace of fear that they lost.

In this state, Shao Junhou and they lasted for a full 5 minutes, slowly from the downwind position to 121-[-], and then slowly suppressed the [-] officer squad

After the 122 elite squad fought desperately, the 121 officer squad was finally beaten to the ground.

122 Squadron won, but the audience did not cheer. They seemed to be still immersed in the battle just now. For the survivors, this final was really exciting.

"Huh, huh, huh!!!" There was a thunderous applause, and thousands of people shouted.

And Zhao Zhixing also reacted at this time, blushing and shouting: "This final, 122 Squadron won!" He was very excited to watch this final.

"Huh, huh, huh, huh!!!!" There was another round of warm applause.

When Shao Junhou and others heard that the game was over and they had won, they were finally overwhelmed and fell down together.

"Hurry up, send someone to carry them down, take a rest, and see if they are seriously injured!" Seeing them falling down, Zhao Mo said anxiously, these are all baby lumps.

"Fuck!" Huang Yan patted his thigh angrily, and couldn't help cursing.

The chance to be promoted to captain flew away.

But Wang Bai was not happy at this time, but was very worried about Shao Junhou's injuries, for fear of being seriously injured.

Fortunately, they all suffered minor injuries and were exhausted, so they just need to rest for a while.

Seeing the end of the finals, Zhao Mo and others also left the field one after another. He didn't plan to visit Shao Junhou. If he went to visit because of this small injury, wouldn't he be the one who suffered minor injuries in future wars? Want to see?
If you don't go to see it, some team members will think, it is also injured, why don't you come to see me?Is it because he is good?
Once this kind of thinking occurs, those team members will have a reaction against the hell organization. In that case, it is very unfavorable for the development of an organization, so Zhao Mo must create a fair and just environment.

Unless there is a large-scale injury, he will go to comfort them.

At night, Shao Junhou and others woke up one after another. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, Zhao Mo told Wang Bai that they would be arranged to go to Shangrao to inquire about information tomorrow morning.

After learning that the mission was going out tomorrow, Shao Junhou waited for the others to finish dinner and then went back to rest to ensure that he would be full of energy to accept the mission tomorrow.

"I'm a little worried about sending these people to scout for information!" Zhao Zhixing said worriedly.

He was afraid that this elite squad would encounter danger and suffer heavy losses. In that case, it would be a big blow to the hell organization.

"There is nothing to worry about. If you keep them as vases, they have nothing to look forward to in the future. Only after experiencing wind and rain can they truly grow. If they really suffer from an accident, I will not feel heartbroken. Like that The situation can only show that their fate is like this!" Zhao Mo said expressionlessly.

Only after experiencing life and death can one become stronger. This is the only unchanging truth in the last days.

Hearing Zhao Mo's words, Zhao Zhixing stopped talking. Since Zhao Mo wasn't worried about this, he didn't need to worry about it.

It was eight o'clock the next morning.

The 122 elite squad gathered at the training ground on time.

"I don't know, should I congratulate you or feel sorry for you, you know, your mission is not easy, you need to travel more than 100 kilometers to search for information on Shangrao, you know, in the last days, [-] kilometers is very long distance.

On the way, countless mutant beasts and zombies may attack you, which is very dangerous. Do you still want to accept this task?It's okay if you don't want to accept it! "Zhao Mo began to inoculate.

"We are willing to accept the mission! Don't worry, we will definitely complete the mission!" Wang Siluo gave a military salute to Zhao Mo and shouted firmly.

"Very good, this is a walkie-talkie, which is convenient for you to communicate with. I will ask Captain Zhao to teach you how to use it later. If you encounter special circumstances, you can contact me through the walkie-talkie." Zhao Mo took out the walkie-talkie he bought last night and said .

"Thank you!" The 122 elite squad responded in unison.

This thing is rare in the hell organization. Except for the high-level people who have this thing, the squadron leaders don't have this thing. Being able to give them one of these things shows that they have high hopes for them, and they are very excited.

What they don't know is that Zhao Mo can buy a lot of these, but because Zhao Mo feels that there is no need to equip them with walkie-talkies, and there is no expedition now. Zhao Mo did not equip the entire army.

"Zhao Zhixing, teach them how to use it!" Zhao Mo called Zhao Zhixing directly.

After Zhao Zhixing taught them how to use the walkie-talkie, he began to equip them with MK2 grenades, eight per person. He wanted to give more, but they couldn't fit them.

As for bullets, each person brought hundreds of rounds. As for food, he didn't bring any food.

If they starve to death on the road because of food, then Zhao Mo can only curse: "mmp"

With such good equipment, if he couldn't hunt a mutant beast for food, he deserved to starve to death.

(End of this chapter)