Once the action is decided, there is no need to hesitate anymore. Therefore, after Ning Caichen made a decision, he could not tolerate King Ya's rejection. Chamo Market belonged to him. King Ya also knew the consequences of their blood-tearing and leaving. Max would definitely fight back with iron and blood, killing all the upper-class people in Chamo Market to avenge his dead students.

There is almost no doubt about this.

King Ya could only believe Ning Caichen. At this time, he had no second way to go unless he was willing to give up the interests he had obtained and give Chamo City to Max and the International Special Forces Academy. Obviously this is unlikely.

Ning Caichen made such a decision not impulse. After experiencing the battle of the evil dragon, the morale of the international special forces was extremely weak. Even if Max would inspire people again, those who escaped had already hit the people who stayed deeply and could not be relieved in just a few words.

This sentence makes sense when you are sick and kill you. If you drag it down, it will be really hard to deal with these special forces soldiers. There are 38 people in the blood sting, and only 33 people can fight. He doesn't want to drag it down again. This is quite unfavorable to the blood sting.

Moreover, Ning Caichen didn't want to see anyone sacrificed again.

There are more than 100 blood-sting training camps, and there are thirty-eight people left. If there are enough eliminations, it’s better to save a few more lives!

This time the operation was at night, and it was a combat plan formulated by Ning Caichen and Xu Xingxing and others. For this battle, King Ya also took out all his strength and discussed with the nobles of Chamo, and actually formed an army of more than 3,000 people. Some soldiers were their guards, and they were also killed in the battle for life and death.

As long as international special forces are driven out of Chamo Market, they will get rich benefits, and in this situation, it is worth fighting.

The terrain map of the academy had long been spread in front of everyone. Ning Caichen began to assign tasks. The three thousand soldiers were divided into three thousand teams and launched an attack from three gates. As for the north, they were attacked by blood. Moreover, they were the main force, and they were directly attacking Huanglong. The north was the gate closest to the inner courtyard.

Ning Caichen did not insist on these soldiers breaking through the gate, but just let them attract the troops inside. They only needed to deal with the instructors of the inner court, and of course the principal Max, who was the real soul of the Special Forces Academy. As long as they killed him, the academy would naturally be finished.

Of course, these instructors cannot be underestimated. They are more powerful than special forces in some aspects, but fortunately, these people are not too many.

"Everyone already knows the task, so let's go back and arrange it. King Asia, this is a crucial battle. I hope you can do everything you can to cause some trouble for the academy and facilitate our actions."

King Ya did not keep his trump card at this time, and sent out all the people he could in his hands, and even sent more than a dozen bulldozers, excavators, etc. to kill the tall walls of the Special Forces Academy.

Even if an ant chews an elephant, he still wants to achieve his goal. This time, he not only wants to drive the International Special Forces Academy out of checking steamed buns, but also kill them all.

The night was sunken, and the checked buns on this night were a bit sad. The cold rain dripped, allowing the whole world to merge into one and reappeared in chaos. However, in the darkness of the night, there were a flash of light, and the "buzzing" sound broke the tranquility of the world and spread far in the sound of rain.

King Asia personally visited the battlefield, looked at the tall and majestic gate of the academy and finally issued an offensive order: "Send the order, and attack the three gates at the same time. If you encounter special forces, you will be killed without mercy."

The officer saluted and left, and the order was conveyed. Almost the next moment, gunfire sounded, and the opportunity for war began again in Chamo Market. This poor city had been invaded by ruthless wars again and again, but only some people who were benefiting were high above, such as the King of the Shou in front of him.

However, it was not Ning Caichen's turn to care about these things. He and more than 30 blood-spinning team members had already sneaked into the north.

When gunfire sounded loudly at the three gates, all the students began to rush over, and many sentries were already bye bye. The backyard became quiet and quiet. The wide ground surface rolled up with the cold rain and wind, which filled the world with sadness.

Ning Caichen raised his hand and pressed forward slightly. Thirty-two team members had climbed up and had already surpassed the tall wall in almost seconds. The wall of this height was too challenging for the blood.

Scatter, infiltrate, and fight each other.

There are only a few dozen instructors left in the inner courtyard. They have some abilities, and they are very strong. Some are combat abilities, some are theoretical abilities, some are firearms, and some are military disciplines. However, there are very few fighting instructors like Larry.

But the gunshots were still heard, and dozens of teachers had formed a line of defense. They were once the most loyal soldiers, but now they are old. They just want to pass on their experience. The encounter of the International Special Forces Academy is their bad luck. They are the same as Larry, and they have no other choice.

So they did not leave and chose to live and die with the college.

Ning Caichen did not sympathize with these people, and there was no sympathy for the war. The winner was born and the loser died. It is natural.

If he felt sorry for these people to spare them, why did they not spare Cheng Liangguo and the blood-spiking team members at the beginning, and made a gesture to Li Changfeng, Qian Qingshan and others, cut their hands across their necks, and the few people deeply understood. The next moment, the screams sounded, and the Iron Blood Kill caused a huge movement to the entire backyard.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of gunfire at the four gates became more and more intense. The cold rain could not extinguish the murderous heart, and it was fanatical and irritable.

A closed door opened, and a very harsh sound came: "Squeak------"

A straight and tall, but thin body slowly walked out under the reflected light. This was an old man, wearing military uniforms and the rank of major general. If Ning Caichen was not wrong, this person was Max, meticulous and indeed had the style of a soldier.

In Max's body, Larry, the yarn belt in his hand had been untied, holding a sharp long sword in his hand, with a cold face. Even if he had lost his hand, he was still a powerful general who no one could underestimate.

The two of them stood on the steps like this, looking at the bloody ground below the stage, without any expression, as if they had seen through life and death for a long time. Max's eyes flashed with a demonic light, flashing and disappearing.

He Tianbing raised his gun, but was suppressed by Ning Caichen. If he was shot to death, it would be a blasphemy. Compared with General Park who met on the island in the middle of the lake, the old man in front of him was undoubtedly more respectable. He needed a chance to fight, and Ning Caichen was willing to give it to him.

Ning Caichen will never let him go as the best player in the Middle East. This is a great opportunity for him to improve.

Ning Caichen walked out of the darkness, his body was already wet, his face, head, and hands were full of water droplets that kept falling, but his temperament was handsome, with a calm and calm feeling.

The two of them met, but Max spoke first: "President of the Middle East International Special Forces College, my name is Max."

Ning Caichen also said: "The captain of the Eastern National Blood-Thorn Training Camp-------Ning Caichen."

"You are very smart, but I hate smart people. I like the competition of real strength, so I have been waiting for you." Max's tone seemed to change a little, his eyes looked very sharp, and he said, "I have always been curious about how powerful this person is, but you disappointed me a little. You are not Qinglong."

Ning Caichen did not expect that the old man was familiar with Qinglong. It seemed that he had contact with him before. He smiled softly and said, "I am not disappointed at all. I am very satisfied with myself."

Max seemed to have some contempt on his face and said, "Is that right? I have never had the habit of attacking young people, but today, I have such a strong desire and I want to kill you."

The strong murderous intent suddenly rose up. No one dared to underestimate this old man. The person who can interact with the instructor Qinglong is of course not a mediocre person.

Ning Caichen replied coldly: "This is also my idea. Killing you is my mission."

Neither of them spoke anymore, but they looked at each other and sparked fire in the rain. This was an invisible struggle. Then, both of them moved at the same time. An old guy like Max was indeed not covered. This movement was almost a thousand-match force, and it was instantly released, touched with one touch, and a violent and crisp sound sounded in the air and rain.

"Smack pussy-------"

The two of them moved too fast, and the people around them could hardly see clearly, so they had already retreated.

Max's expression changed slightly, and he said, "You are really strong-------" He didn't seem to finish his words. He no longer had the interest to continue speaking. His arms trembled, and he rushed over again like an arrow.

It has been twenty or thirty years since Max was too lonely and the master was as lonely as snow. This is not a joke. He really longed for his opponent. Ning Caichen in front of him made him truly feel the fighting spirit. Just like the murderous idea just now, they are not enemies of life and death, but opponents who use their true strength to fight against each other.

There is no hatred, only the intention to fight is infinitely improved.

"Your opponent is me." Larry took a step forward and was blocked by someone. Qian Qingshan was the one who blocked him.

Cheng Liangguo fought with this man and died without a loss.

This shame is washed away by the life of the person in front of him.

Larry's dark face, no expression, but her white teeth were revealed. I don't know if it was a smile or anger, but his voice sounded: "Okay, I promise you."

The raindrops splashed from the knife in his hand, and Larry also walked into the rain curtain.

The next moment, the two fought together.

Four people, two battle circles, one strong and the other weak. After clearing out the remaining enemies in the inner courtyard, they all surrounded them. They had no intention of taking action, but just became a witness.
Chapter completed!