Xiao Ming's mind was filled with excitement, and he was lost in Gong Er's crystal clear eyes.
The past came flooding back.
This frosty girl had a place in his heart no less than Rose and Wanruo.
Fate had been so cruel to her, how could he let her down?
The two looked at each other for a second at most, and then the voice of the temporary host sounded on the field: "Unfortunately, the second division team has also fallen.
Now, let us see the performance of the third division team and whether they can fight to the last moment. minute" There was a strange silence in the stands, and the defeat of the first two teams made the hearts of all the spectators become heavy.
Suddenly, on the stand where the representatives of each army were sitting, a phalanx of camouflage uniforms stood up on the ground, shouting in unison like thunder: "Brothers, come on, come on!"
That was the representative of the third division.
Seeing that the situation on the field was not good, he spontaneously formed a cheerleading team to cheer for his team.
As soon as the third division team entered the field, the game timer started running, and the rescue team's ban on the white-eyed nuclear corpses was lifted at the same time.
The white-eyed core corpses who had won two games in a row had added up to fifty more.
Most of them were those who drank blood and ate meat.
Their animalistic nature was strong and they rushed forward manically.
The Third Division used to be the garrison of the capital, but now it is stationed in Hope City.
It usually has to resist the harassment of white-eyed nuclear zombies, and has a lot of actual combat experience.
The five contestants were the elites of the third division.
With a shout, they immediately dispersed and ran all over the field to annihilate the enemy in motion.
Xiao Ming sighed in his heart.
Since he formed a team, he had to rely on the strength of the team.
Although the players of the third division team knew about sports warfare, they fought individually and would be defeated by their opponents sooner or later.
However, the tenacity of the five players still surprised Xiao Ming.
They quickly weaved in and out among the nuclear corpses, and from time to time took advantage of the situation to deal with the nearby opponents.
The time they persisted unknowingly passed five minutes.
However, these five minutes of running and fighting have reached the limit of the five players.
Two of them slowed down and fell into the siege of white-eyed nuclear corpses.
All that was waiting for them was death.
Then, two more players died one after another at the mouth of the nuclear corpse.
Now, there is only one player left, and time has entered the last minute.
That moment was the most exciting moment since the start of the finals: the entire audience stood up and counted down in unison: "sixty, fiftyne, fiftyeight" The last person, who was nearing the end of his strength, seemed to have been given a shot of blood, bursting out with unprecedented potential.
He looked like he was crazy, biting off the throat of one nuclear zombie, breaking the neck bone of another nuclear zombie with one punch, and then killed him out of the opponent's circle with one bite.
Xiao Ming's heart was moved.
The best catalyst to stimulate his potential is death.
The other is the encouragement of the group.
It seems that the consciousness of many people is concentrated on one person, which can be called the will of the masses.
As thousands of people shouted "one" in unison, the rescue team immediately sprayed out clouds of white mist, and the nuclear corpses all over the place collapsed upon hearing it.
The white mist was a corpse-repelling agent.
In such a fierce battle, if electric shock batons were used, it was hard to say whether the last player could be saved.
Of course, exorcism is also harmful to the human body.
The rescue team wearing gas masks rushed into the scene and stuck a dark green filter cover on the mouth and nose of the survivor.
Spectators don't have to worry, special fans installed around the arena blow out a barrier of wind and drive the white mist toward the vents above.
The last player of the third division team took off the filter cover, raised the Y sign symbolizing the national emblem toward the podium where Xiao Ming was sitting, and let out a shrill wolf howl: "Ouch!"
His whole body was covered in blood, his raised arm was bloody, and the white knuckles of his right hand that made the Y gesture were even exposed, but the flag of freedom once again floated in everyone's heart.
Every audience member was solemn and solemn, including the senior officials of the Republic on the rostrum.
Countless right hands were raised, forming a sea of "y" Xiao Ming felt a stream of heat rushing straight into his throat, gushing out and turning into a deafening slogan: "Long live freedom belongs to the people."
He responded to his call, and the audience shouted: "Long live freedom belongs to the people."
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Gong Er on the other side had a strange light flashing in his eyes, as if he had remembered something.
This exciting scene of soaring patriotism was simultaneously transmitted to every corner of the Republic, and the call for "freedom" resounded across the land.
But how long can freedom last under the shadow of the human extinction plan?
The rescue team quickly cleared the arena and released fifty white-eyed nuclear zombies again.
The temporary host was also energetic: "It's great that the third division team fought to the last person and became the first team to pass.
I hope the following players will continue to work hard and let the flower of freedom of the Republic bloom more brilliantly."
The next teams of the 4th and 5th divisions each had three people who persisted until the end and successfully passed the first stage.
So far, seven players have entered the final selection, and two teams have not participated.
Xiao Ming breathed a sigh of relief and was finally in the mood to enjoy the game.
The voice of the temporary host suddenly became louder: "The next team comes from the military's model Blade Special Forces.
They are the best among the best.
Let us wait and see whether they can be the first to annihilate their opponents."
In the stands, a row of cheerleaders in black military uniforms clapped rhythmically.
The leader was none other than Xiao Ming's long-lost old friend Dao Feng
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