Dimensional Eroders

After the second ring strategy was fully launched, the 'Water Paddle Club' headed by Bailang also received corresponding assignments.

Considering this "killing" as a large-scale event, it can be divided into three parts: "core leadership group, key members, and peripheral temporary workers".

The top rankings, including the 'Iron Hand', hold confidential information unknown to outsiders. They plan the attack, lead the rhythm, formulate a strategy plan, use tactics to actively raid, interfere, contain, and then act secretly, and finally Achieve mission goals.

At the same time, it also requires a lot of manpower. And sign a contract with the elite among the contractors, share information and cooperate temporarily, and eat meat together; subcontract some of the less important tasks to the second-line contractors of the same camp, and jointly earn camp contributions, and will never suffer.

These tasks are passed on layer by layer, and finally fall into the hands of unmotivated temporary workers like 'Bailang', all of which are the type of 'participation'.

It doesn't matter even if you fail, and it won't affect the success or failure of the overall task; but as long as you work hard, although you won't earn much, you will definitely pass and get enough 'participation' to successfully paddle.

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As night fell, Bailang appeared on the edge of the battlefield with four teammates.

They are a gentle man with glasses, an ordinary-looking woman, a muscular man in a vest, and a dry and thin old man. With the addition of Outlander who was too late to take off his white coat, they made up the 'Paddle Five'. crowd'.

After a brief contact, the distrustful five-person team had a harmonious and friendly atmosphere, and everyone was extraordinarily polite. They named Lang as the captain in name, but they lacked interest in reality. When Bailang performed his duties as captain and asked about his expertise responsibly, everyone except the man with glasses began to evade and perfunctory.

Everyone has a common tacit understanding, and it is right to work without putting in effort.

Lang can feel that this group of salted fish may not be really weak chickens, but everyone has different ideas, obviously lacking interest in the main strategy, and due to "participation and contribution value", they have to make a difference.

Therefore, when Bailang said that he would no longer force and respect the privacy of the players, everyone please feel free. The atmosphere at the scene became active again, and they all praised him for his leadership and the appearance of a captain.

Lang also thinks so, reducing constraints, giving full trust to his subordinates, allowing them to play freely, improving subjective initiative, can often produce amazing results.

He didn't know what tasks the other contractors were assigned to. The few he received all took the initiative to attack the enemy's positions and create disturbances in the periphery.

The paddling team quickly moved into action, and as expected, under his wise leadership, the team broke out with unprecedented enthusiasm and active actions. Everyone showed their skills and quickly destroyed and attacked one target after another.

Their methods are anxious and brutal, just like those frenzied employees who can't wait to clock out at 5:50 p.m.

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After disturbing the fourth target, Bailang sensed that the 'Fugui Pill' had come nearby through 'Must Die', then calmly led his teammates towards the trap.

During the action, the only female among several teammates was absent-minded; while the man with 'muscle + vest + backpack' looked confused, as if lost on the road of life; It can be seen that his strength is the worst, he is a real salted fish; the last shriveled old man also showed a look of anxiety, looking around from time to time, his face vigilant as if he sensed danger.

When he was about to get close to Fuguiwan, Bailang remained calm, opened his mouth to attract attention, and at the same time set up a 'death flag': "Partners, complete two more attacks, and our basic mission this time will be completed! What are your plans? That's it..."

This world doesn't pay much attention to 'setting up flags', so no one thinks that Bailang's words are unlucky, but thinks that he is too optimistic too soon. After each attack, the enemy camp also became vigilant, and the difficulty became more and more difficult, making them more and more difficult for the salted fish...Boom!

Boom boom boom!

The buried explosives were detonated in advance, not for killing, but for visual effects. In the dark night, intense waves of flames rose, turning into dazzling flames, followed by shock waves that lifted the white waves into the air. Then thick smoke billowed, flying sand and rocks.

"Enemy attack! We were attacked by..."

Boom boom boom!

Several shells aimed at the wrong direction and bombarded out, blasting pits one after another on the ground, flying mud and stones flying around. Immediately, wolf howls echoed each other, and there were as many as a dozen at first glance.

"There are werewolves, this is a trap, run away!"

During the hasty shooting, Bailang yelled loudly, and then ran away first by setting an example.

All his actions were just to create an opportunity to escape, just to disperse everyone and go their separate ways, and he was not so frenzied as to slaughter his teammates.

Therefore, no matter whether it is explosives or shelling, it is an early detonation reminder, fired in the wrong direction, and used to deter and intimidate this group of salted fish. After more than a dozen werewolves appeared, everyone understood that this was no longer something five people could handle.

In particular, Bailang was the first to escape, which was a blow to morale, but he also set a correct example. The crowd who lacked trust immediately dispersed!

At this moment, a group of corpse werewolves led by 'Fu Gui Wan' came out from the side and knocked Bailang to the ground in one fell swoop, starting the wild drama.

When the others saw this, more than a dozen werewolves rushed forward at the same time. The scene was terrifying, and it was no longer something they could fight against. So he fought back immediately and retreated, but soon discovered that the werewolf in corpse form was even more difficult to kill.

Since the werewolf attacked from the direction of Bailang, the other four ran away from Bailang, and none of them came to help.

The burly man with a backpack in a fitness vest suddenly stood still, his face flushed as if he was holding his breath, his muscles were tense, his tendons were bursting, and he made a nasal sound of "Mmmmm...".

Immediately afterwards, the ground below him with a diameter of three meters suddenly collapsed and sunken, a large number of cracks spread out, forming a circular pit. And his body was thrown high into the sky with a 'swoosh' sound.

It was as if in the void, there was an invisible oversized slingshot. After stretching to the limit, it suddenly released and ejected him away.

"Ahhhhhh...!"

Brother Vest's ascension speed is so fast, Bailang can feel the terrifying scene of the opponent resisting N times the acceleration of gravity with his body, and the face is blown out by the strong wind, and then disappears into the sky... This is by no means a controllable skill.

His backpack is not a parachute, is it?

After the vest rose to the sky in an instant, the others didn't keep their hands. The man with glasses summoned a group of horses, turned over and rode on them, and ran away first; when the female salted fish was besieged by two werewolves, it instantly burst into countless bubbles and disappeared.

The last shriveled old man jumped up, and just before falling to the ground, he took out a 'skateboard' from the storage space, and shouted: "Slide, slime surfer skateboard!"

Then flexibly step on the two-meter-long oversized skateboard and glide at extreme speed on the dry land.

He controlled the surfboard to twist his body continuously, and his speed became faster and faster. On the back of the skateboard, 'splashes' were continuously sprayed out, leaving sticky traces of slugs and snails crawling in the end...

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At this time, Bailang also got rid of the werewolf's pursuit, and chose a direction to escape in a 'panic', while those corpses separated a large number to chase him.

At the same time, the direction in which the old man fled happened to collide with a random shell. It exploded six or seven meters in front of him, and a large amount of mucus was automatically secreted under the skateboard. With a flick of the old man's waist, the skateboard flew into the air, and the mucus formed an arc-shaped wall of waves in the air.

The old man has a flexible and vigorous figure. He lowered his body, bent his knees and squatted halfway, touched the board with his fingertips, and flipped along the wall of mucus. With the help of the explosive air waves, it flew high, rotated 360° in the air, and after sliding nearly ten meters, pia landed with a creak, splashing countless waves, and galloped in the direction of the white waves.

Brother Lang was dumbfounded. What's the reason for this?

The old man also saw Brother Lang, who was blocking the road, unable to change direction, and shouted: "It's too late, get in the car!"

Bailang jumped subconsciously, feeling trapped in some kind of force field, and was followed by the old man: "Squirt, giant wave of slime!"