Under the lush, leafy tree, Lancelot crossed his arms over his chest, while Laurent and the other four stood in a row before him.
After Jilong surrendered, Lancelot did not make another move. Although his strength had greatly increased, he knew that one man's fists could not fight against many hands. He had to build his own team to help share the pressure in order to go all the way.
Although this squad in front of him poses no threat, their strength and teamwork are quite good, so he can take them on.
Under Jilong's persuasion, Laurent, Mindoro, and two others surrendered one after another.
Jilong's verbal attacks were only a secondary factor; Lancelot's exceptional strength was the most important reason why the group submitted.
Everyone knows that in the second round of interviews, only those who align themselves with the strongest candidates can make it to the end.
Previously, there was no such opportunity; only then would the five of them form a team.
Now that such a big, thick leg is right in front of you, only a fool wouldn't grab it.
"So, you attacked me because you thought I was easy to bully?" Lancelot stroked his chin, his eyes thoughtful. He wasn't angry; on the contrary, he felt he could use this to catch his opponents off guard.
"This..."
The five looked at each other, secretly thinking, "If you hadn't been hiding your strength, we would have been crazy to attack you."
"Boss, what's our next step?" Jilong asked, changing the subject.
"It's 11:53 now. The airdrop is coming soon. The six of us will split into three groups of two, spread out, maintain communication, and report immediately upon spotting the airdrop." Lancelot naturally took over the captain's position, Laurent, of course, dared not have the slightest objection; his stomach was still hurting.
The six split up, with Lancelot and sniper Nilu on one team.
"Would it be convenient for me to take a look at your gun?"
"Huh? Oh!" Nilu was taken aback at first, then handed the sniper rifle he was holding to Lancelot.
Click!
Pull the bolt, load the chamber, unload the chamber...
After a few simple movements, Lancelot had a basic understanding of the gun's performance.
"The gun is in good condition," Lancelot said with a smile after handing the sniper rifle back to Nilu.
"It's alright. If I couldn't even maintain a gun properly, my teacher would tear me apart alive," Nilu said with a wry smile, scratching his head.
The two walked and talked until they reached a suitable spot, where they quietly waited for time to pass.
Soon, it was twelve o'clock.
Golden light shone down as several transport planes flew over Holy Wing Island, dropping several boxes of different colors.
Four white, two blue, and one purple!
"Captain, there's a purple airdrop crate at eight o'clock!" Mindoro shouted excitedly into the comms channel.
"I see it! Everyone, assemble!"
Lancelot tilted his head slightly, watching the purple airdrop crate slowly descending with its parachute open, his eyes seeing nothing else.
The six people gathered.
"At eight o'clock, approximately 3 kilometers away, form a battle formation and advance rapidly. Laurent and Jilong will lead the charge, and I will bring up the rear!" Lancelot ordered solemnly.
The combat formation he assigned was typical of wolf pack thinking: the alpha wolf brought up the rear to deal with any emergencies, with strong male wolves leading the way at the front, and the elderly, children, and women in the middle.
"Yes!"
Laurent and the others instinctively straightened up at the sound of his imposing words.
"Let's go!" Lancelot waved his hand, and the squad quickly moved southwest.
In the valley, a crystal-clear stream flows swiftly.
On the right-hand slope, more than thirty contestants were ready to go, led by none other than Annihilation Storm Adam.
After eight days of hard work, Adam's ranking did not break into the top 20, but it improved somewhat, and he is now ranked 61st on the leaderboard.
Ranked 61st out of more than 280,000 participants in the entire re-examination, this is enough to make most of the contestants laugh in their dreams.
But Adam was not satisfied, and even resentful.
Therefore, he tried every possible way to improve his ranking.
Grab airdrops, expand your team, recruit top players...
Every day at 11:30 a. m., he would wait for the airdrop to arrive.
However, after nearly twenty attempts, Adam only managed to get two blue chests at most, and not a single purple chest. Adam extremely frustrated.
What made Adam even angrier was that his arch-nemesis had gotten a purple airdrop crate yesterday, and even posted a picture of it on the public channel to show off. The crate was full of resources that made everyone envious.
His arch-nemesis kept tagging him, and the mocking tone in his voice always made Adam's chest heave.
"Damn it, if there's a purple airdrop crate this time, I'm definitely going to get my hands on it." Adam muttered to himself as he sat on the rock.
Just then, a girl with an oval face ran over and excitedly reported, "Captain, we've spotted a purple airdrop crate at four o'clock, about 2 kilometers away."
"Real?"
Adam jumped to his feet, his gaze sweeping across the room, and he quickly spotted the purple box slowly drifting down from the sky.
"Quickly, everyone assemble!" Adam shouted excitedly.
As midnight approached, airdrop crates began to fall, and Holy Wing Island became lively.
Centered around the airdrop crates, fierce battles erupted one after another.
Da da da!!
Orange-red muzzle flashes as the four alloy barrels spin rapidly, and brass cartridge cases, emitting white smoke, are flung out by the machine gun and land on the grass.
With two heavy machine guns clearing the way and eleven Energy Manipulation ability Ability Energy bombarding the area, Adam's team charged forward like a sharp sword towards the airdrop location.
"Brothers, focus fire! Don't let Adam's team get close!" someone shouted, and the attack density on Adam's team immediately soared.
Three or four teammates were immediately detected as dead by the sensor, Adam reluctantly retreated.
Just then, on the other side, a burly man nearly four meters tall with a tiger's head and a human body led a team of people in their twenties, taking advantage of the lull in the firepower, and suddenly rushed towards the purple airdrop crate.
"Furious Tiger Masluo!" Adam's expression changed.
This tiger-headed, Ability Energy, a composite type: Physical Enhancement, transformation, Energy Manipulation, and mystery. He's ranked 59th, two places higher than him, so he's very strong.
"We can't let Masluo get the airdrop crate, brothers, fire!" Adam roared, determined that if he couldn't get it, no one else could either. He grabbed the multi-barreled machine gun from his teammate and unleashed a barrage of fire.
His teammates behind him immediately opened fire, and with ranged attacks from various squads and lone wolves coming from all directions, Furious Tiger Masluo lost three teammates after holding out for four or five seconds and was forced to retreat.
"Damn it, Adam, how dare you ruin my plans!" Masluo's tiger-like head snarled, as if he wanted to devour someone.
"It's no good, Captain! The firepower is too intense. We can't break through at all. I estimate there are at least three hundred people gathered near the airdrop crate, and the number is likely to increase as time goes on!" said his teammate Temaduo, with a serious expression.
"What should we do then?" Masluo frowned and asked.
"I think we should join forces with Adam and clear the area first!" Temaduo said ruthlessly.
"To unite with Adam?" Masluo was clearly resistant; he had just been driven back by Adam and his men and was still furious.
"Captain, the bigger picture is what matters! If we team up with Adam to clear the area, even if we don't get the purple airdrop crate in the end, we'll still make a fortune in points. It's a win-win situation no matter how you look at it!" Temaduo quickly advised.
"Alright, I'll listen to you. Go contact Adam!" Masluo said in a low voice. Although he was straightforward, he could still distinguish between what was important and what was urgent.
"What? Masluo wants to join forces with us?" Adam was very surprised. "When did this guy become so rational?"
"Forget about all that. Since Masluo has allied with us, we'd be more than happy to do so."
Reply to him immediately, "Three minutes later, we will launch an attack from the southeast, while they will attack from the northwest. We will attack from both sides, crush these scattered soldiers, and clear the area."
"Yes!"
Something's not right!
Lancelot, who was lying in the grass, frowned and smelled something unusual.
"What's wrong, captain? What's wrong? Didn't we just repulse the advance of Masro's team?" Keelon asked in confusion.
"I suspect that both Masluo's and Adam's teams are planning to clear the field."
"What? No way? That's two or three hundred people, and their two teams combined have less than fifty people." Mindoro hesitated, unable to believe it.
Laurent scoffed, "What good are numbers? Those two S-class squads can sweep through a large area. Besides, apart from those two teams, the rest are just a rabble. If they encounter a surprise attack, they'll definitely scatter like birds and beasts."
Lancelot glanced at Laurent beside him and nodded slightly in agreement.
Jilong said, "Then what do we do, Captain? Are we just going to stand by and watch? You give me some advice!"
"Watch? No, we're going to crush them!" Lancelot grinned, his handsome face suddenly turning wild and domineering.
"Defeat them?"
Laurent and the others stared at Lancelot as if he were a madman.
If they weren't afraid of getting beaten up, they would definitely have touched the latter's forehead to see if he had a high fever and was talking nonsense.
Glancing at his new teammates, Lancelot suddenly felt a pang of nostalgia for the three Burke. If his three old teammates were here, they would surely trust him without hesitation.
This is understandable, considering they've only known each other for less than half an hour, don't know each other well, and haven't built up any trust.
"Don't worry, I won't send you on any overly dangerous missions," Lancelot reassured them before explaining the tasks.
"So you just want us to team up with others and provide you with ample firepower support?" Laurent nodded thoughtfully, roughly understanding Lancelot's plan. He was somewhat alarmed; was this the prelude to a lone charge into battle?
My goodness, that's incredible!
"Alright, time is running out, get moving! Target: Adam's team!"
"Yes!"
"Fire!"
Adam roared, spreading his arms wide. A black tornado suddenly appeared, enveloping his entire body, and then swept away to the southeast with devastating Berserk.
"Ah..."
"Oh no, it's Adam and his group."
"And Masluo, these two teams are going to team up and wipe out the field!"
"Damn it, let's retreat!"
"Don't retreat! We have over two hundred men, what are we afraid of?"
The scene descended into chaos, with chickens and dogs flying everywhere.
One team from the south and the other from the north, Adam's and Masluo's teams, like crabs extending their large pincers, pinched hard, scattering the already scattered contestants into disarray.
In no time, more than thirty contestants were eliminated.
"Haha, these rabble are nothing special, brothers, let's rack up points!" The contestants from Adam's team laughed wildly as they charged forward, their morale soaring with each increasing point.
However, this aggressive and relentless attack also stretched Adam's formation in a short period of time.
Under normal circumstances, there shouldn't be any problem.
However, what they didn't know was that a fierce tiger was lurking in the shadows, waiting for a weakness to be revealed.
"It's time!"
Seeing that the time was ripe, Lancelot's eyes narrowed. He did not immediately use his Electrified Cells Ability Energy, but instead activated his Body of Steel and charged straight at Adam.
The latter was currently chasing a four-person squad when the Annihilation Storm swept through, leaving behind a scene of utter devastation.
"Um?"
A sense of danger emanating from the side made Adam stop in his tracks.
"Iron Fist Lancelot?" Adam was surprised. Had this coward finally come out?
"How dare you charge in alone? Do you really think we're still on that small preliminary arena?"
Adam sneered, retreating while unleashing waves of storm-like impacts.
A dark storm swept in from all directions, enveloping earth, rocks, and vegetation. Lancelot crossed his arms, shielding his face, and struggled forward, his expression grim.
"Captain, do we need backup?" Adam's teammate noticed Lancelot's sudden appearance and spoke into the comms.
"No need, you guys continue clearing the area, I'll handle this guy." Adam's lips curled up; he wasn't about to pass up nearly 20,000 points delivered to his doorstep.
With these scores, my ranking should be able to get into the top fifty, right?
Adam didn't take Lancelot seriously at all, but he also knew how strong the latter was in close combat, so he kept the distance between them at more than 30 meters and maintained a high intensity of energy impact.
The Annihilation Storm Ability Energy generates energy with a very strong dark attribute corrosive power. Although it is not as strong as Walmart's Power of Disintegration in terms of direct destructive power, its insidious nature should not be underestimated. Its continuous damage ability even exceeds that of Power of Disintegration, making it more suitable for launching large-scale group attacks.
On the sensor, the percentage representing Lancelot's state gradually decreased.
Once its value reaches zero, it will be forcibly phased out.
Lancelot's face was tense, but his heart was calm as still water. He quietly guided Adam away from the main group.
A dozen seconds later, the two were basically separated from Adam's team. At this point, even if Adam wanted to call for help, there would be a gap in time.
"It's time!"
In an instant, Lancelot's gaze changed, his eyes shining like stars, radiating a dazzling light.
With a single thought, the body's Electrified Cells pump out a continuous stream of electrical energy.
With a crackling sound, electricity surged and roared around him like snakes.
"Qi Web, Qi Burning, Primordial Qi Return!" A deep, resonant roar echoed in his heart, accompanied by crackling electric currents. Lancelot, like a giant from ancient times, reached out and tore apart the dark storm before him.
With another stomp, his body, like a shooting star traversing the heavens and earth, silently crossed dozens of meters and arrived before the terrified Adam.
"Young man, you were laughing quite heartily just now!"