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Chapter 112: Positional War (3)

I don’t know how long I walked, but An Xiaoyu finally saw where the waterway disappeared.

At the end of the underground river channel, a huge rock wall was erected. The river water disappeared into the low hole below the rock wall. On the other side of the rock wall, a stone step extends upward, which is obviously the exit from the underground water channel to the temple.

After such a long journey, although the students who had just experienced rigorous training have persisted, to be honest, in such a humid environment, no one feels very uncomfortable unless they are from an aquatic family. The underground space that has been closed for many years is filled with moist air, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

When they saw it, they were about to leave this place, and all the students felt a glimmer of hope.

Walking up the steps, there were still three teams of soldiers leading the way and behind the hall. An Xiaoyu turned around and looked at the waterway behind him, looked carefully for two seconds, and felt no danger. Then he raised his head and looked at the exit Lu Xu was entering in front, and his heart was covered with a layer of gloom.

Guan Jue saw her face look ugly and said nothing. He followed An Xiaoyu calmly, and the last one left the underground channel and came to the depths of the temple.

It is said to be an exit, but in fact, after entering the temple, I still can't see any light.

The captain of the team leader didn't know how big the temple was, but he just said it was very big. An Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing out loud when she heard it. After laughing, she was still a little surprised. She could still laugh out loud under such circumstances. She really didn't dare to think about it before.

After turning two turns, they stopped in a small hall with extremely hidden entrance with three back doors. While everyone stopped to rest, An Xiaoyu felt that she was not very tired and stood up and observed the small hall.

On one side of the hall, a slightly larger stone carving was carved on the wall. The stone carving looked very strange, with a long cylindrical nose, and a tongue spit out from the nose. It was so terrifying that it looked like a tapir, but it was half a human and half a cow. It was not like the human belief of the Three Thousand Empires, but probably the traces left by the alien race that took root here.

On both sides of the statue, there are two small statues in the style of a waiter boy, probably the appearance of an alien race, which looks quite similar to a normal person, but there are some differences in some parts of the body.

After seeing the hall, he looked at the direction leading to the three back doors. An Xiaoyu didn't know where he led, so he had to go back to his corner and sit next to Guan Jue. At this time, Leng Shang and Xu Hewei, and even Dong Xiaoguan followed and sat down near her.

An Xiaoyu knew what they were thinking, but she felt that it would be safer to be by An Xiaoyu's side. An Xiaoyu didn't care, just sat down, leaned against the wall, and closed her eyes to rest.

To take a step back, even if someone attacked directly, An Xiaoyu still had Frost Wolf in her hand. She didn't believe that Frost Wolf could not solve the problem of two subtitles that had just come out of the plot at the beginning.

Although she thought so in her heart, An Xiaoyu didn't know why. She always felt that she didn't want to use Frost Wolf to solve the difficulties she was about to face. It was not just because Frost Wolf did not belong to her, nor because of some useless vanity.

In short, I have this feeling. If I really encounter difficulties, I cannot use Frost Wolf until I have to. So is the psychological hint of the administrator working?

An Xiaoyu wanted to come to Xiganqu, but after all, she believed in her own feelings more.

So she closed her eyes, tried hard to open her gratitude, and felt the breath coming from outside the hall. The people next to her looked at An Xiaoyu's appearance, and those who knew didn't think that An Xiaoyu was tired and wanted to rest.

Guan Jue, Leng Shang, Xu Hewei and Dong Xiaoguan protected An Xiaoyu in the middle without saying a word. The three teams on the other side were setting up a simple long-distance communication device, wanting to contact the imperial capital garrison for reinforcements. Everyone was watching carefully and did not dare to breathe too hard.

Only assembly and slight breathing sounds remained in the entire hall, and occasionally the three captains whispered orders. As the communication equipment gradually took shape, everyone's hope began to gradually increase, but An Xiaoyu frowned.

Where did this feeling of uneasiness come from? She carefully spread her gratitude to all sides of the palace, and did not feel anything that threatened them, but the uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger as time went by.

Where exactly does it come from?

Sweat broke out from An Xiaoyu's forehead, spreading her gratitude more carefully and searching hard, but she didn't feel anything except the sound of the communication equipment assembly.

Wait, communication equipment..... Energy gathering cannon........ Practitioner?

An Xiaoyu quickly retracted the diffuse feeling and placed it on the communication equipment that was about to be formed.

Sure enough, this strong sense of uneasiness does not come from the outside of the small hall, but comes from communication equipment. Since Misfortune and Cholera can simulate the attack of the energy-gathering cannon, can they default to the similarity between their abilities and the functions of technological equipment?

If this is true, when the signal from the communication equipment is transmitted from the small hall, it is when the star of Huo Xing and cholera find their hiding place.

An Xiaoyu didn't have time to react, and the communication equipment was assembled. The third captain had issued an order: "Contact the Imperial Capital garrison immediately, report the location, and seek support from the practitioners."

An Xiaoyu suddenly opened her eyes and shouted, "Stop!"

The communication soldier was adjusting the band, but he heard An Xiaoyu's shout. The crisp sound was particularly clear in the quiet hall, which scared him. His finger, who was about to press the communication key, stopped half a centimeter above the button, turned his head and looked at An Xiaoyu.

The voice was still echoing in the empty space of the palace. Everyone looked at An Xiaoyu, not knowing what happened to her again.

An Xiaoyu stood up and wanted to turn off the communication device completely before explaining it to them carefully. But she did not expect that after sitting there for so long, all her gratitude was concentrated outside her body, completely ignoring her physical condition.

The two numb legs had just taken half a step forward, and the lower half of his body became weak, and An Xiaoyu fell to the ground.

"Click!"

A crisp sound came. An Xiaoyu, who was lying on the ground, didn't care about the pain in her body, raised her head and looked at the communication soldier who had unconsciously dropped his fingers: "Let go!"

Captain 3 also knew that something seemed wrong, so he stretched out his big hand and fanned the communications soldier's finger from the communications device, unplugged the wiring of the mobile power supply, and all the indicator lights on the communications device were turned off.

Guan Jue helped An Xiaoyu up from the ground and helped her walk to the communication device. An Xiaoyu's forehead was still covered with the wound that had just fallen and scratched. The blood from the wound slowly flowed down. She ignored it and just asked the communication soldier: "Have you sent a signal?"

The communication soldier was sweating profusely and nodded.

An Xiaoyu said to Captain 3: "Transfer! Transfer immediately, they may already know where we are!"

Although the third captain knew that An Xiaoyu was not an ordinary person, he still didn't believe it very much and said hesitantly: "It's not so godly, right? We gods sneaked out of the base without knowing each other. Even if they could determine the location through signals, how did they know that we were in the temple...     ..."

However, the facts were cruel. Before the third captain finished speaking, the entire palace trembled slightly twice, and then a huge roar came from beyond the layers of rocks above his head.

An Xiaoyu's legs had not fully recovered. She pushed Guan Jue away and staggered to stand firmly, shouting to the students who were still stunned in the small hall: "Leave! Leave quickly! Go back to the underground waterway!"

The third captain made a quick decision and knew that his flag had succeeded, so he immediately began to organize soldiers to take the students away.

Just as they evacuated from the back door of the small hall, the layers of rock structures above the small hall were finally completely bombarded, and large pieces of gravel fell to the ground, raising flying smoke and dust. Above the blasted hole, two figures were floating in the sky.

Cryptostar, cholera!

"Huh? He actually ran away?" Huo Xing's face was filled with a playful expression, and then ordered cholera: "You go to the entrance of the temple, and I'll play with them."

Cholera looked at Huo Xing and knew that his interest was coming, so he nodded, dragged his fat and tall body to the entrance of the temple, found a corner with a warm sunshine, sat down, took out two huge chicken legs from the bag at his waist and stuffed them into his mouth.

Huo Xing looked at the cholera, laughed twice, jumped, passed through the hole that was straight up and down, and landed on the ground of the small palace.

The small palace is no longer the small palace before. The huge statue of the god was smashed by falling cemetery fragments and half of the body. The huge head fell to the ground, and the remaining half was still lying quietly in the ruins.

The ground was covered with rock fragments of all sizes. The star of Huo slowly landed in a relatively clean corner, looking around the hall, raised his foot and slashed the only half of the god's head, and headed towards An Xiaoyu and the others.

Because the incident happened suddenly, An Xiaoyu and the others had no time to return from the original route, so they could only evacuate from the back door on the other side, turn left and right in the complex passage, relying on their familiarity with the terrain, and dealing with powerful enemies.

An Xiaoyu's legs had recovered and no longer felt numb. She followed the team, moving forward while feeling the dangerous aura behind her. Slowly, the dangerous aura left the direction of their advance, and finally became so weak that it could hardly feel it. She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After whispering a few words to Captain 3, the troops finally stopped and found a corner of the passage to start resting. In the chaos just now, many people were injured by falling rocks, and some people were even seriously injured, and two people had broken hands.

After applying medicine to the people in his hands and checking all the equipment and food they had just brought out, Captain Three's face began to turn gloomy.

Even if we don't look at their appearance, everyone knows that the situation has become very serious.

The base didn't know how the battle was, but in short, I couldn't count on it anymore. I couldn't send a message to the imperial capital for help, as it would be discovered by the star of confusion, and the communication equipment was also smashed under the rocks. The advantage of geographical advantages in the temple could only last for about half a day. After all, the memory and physical abilities of practitioners are more than one street stronger than them.

Even if you return to the underground waterway and leave, it will only be a matter of time before you find the Miserable Star.

An Xiaoyu and Leng Shang looked at the current situation with a bitter face, but they really didn't know what to say. They looked at Guan Jue with a tilted look, but found that this heartless guy was still on the side, leaning against the wall and watching everyone's emotional fluctuations with interest, as if the crisis in front of him had nothing to do with him.

An Xiao said in a bitter tone: "You can't think of any solution?"

Guan Jue was innocent: "What can I do? It's a battle now. At best, I'm just a grass-rooted military advisor, and I'm not good at such positional warfare. Such a struggle against the drums in the face is not suitable for me. I'm good at hiding in the dark to watch the show."

"So that's why you're still watching the show?"

Guan Jue spread his hands and had nothing to say.

The only people who were still thinking about countermeasures at the scene were the third captain, Leng Shang, Xu Hewei and An Xiaoyu. Leng Shang said: "There is no way out, we can only take the initiative to go out and seek opportunities. Captain Three, what do you say?"

After all, Captain Three is still the highest military officer on the spot. Only when he ordered the execution, all actions could be reasonable and legal. Xu Hewei also felt that he could only burn his boats and rely on their weak strength to fight with these two practitioners, so he also looked at Captain Three.

The third captain's mentality has collapsed. Well, you are all big shots: "But they are practitioners, how should we......"

Leng Shang patted Captain 3 on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's okay, there's An Xiaoyu!"

Ha? An Xiaoyu looked confused, looked at Leng Shang, and then at the third captain and Xu Hewei with hope on his face. He couldn't bear to hit them. Anyway, there was no other way to go now, so he bit the bullet and wiped his sweat and squeezed out an ugly smile.

"Yes, I'm there!"

mmmp!
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