He took out a metal wine pot with a steel gay portrait on it from his chest pocket.

In fact, this thing was a gift that General Zhukov personally rewarded Chekov in a certain mission.

After twisting the lid, Chekov directly poured a large mouthful of "water of life" with an alcohol content of up to 96 degrees into his mouth.

There is no saying that you need to blend it with distilled water before drinking it.

Then, under the strong stimulation of the esophagus and mouth being burned by flames, this guy looked satisfied.

Unfortunately, before he could take a second sip, he saw a tall figure walking over from the corner of his eyes, the guy quickly stuffed the bottle into his arms.

During this process, even the pain in my mouth became crooked because it was involved in the wound.

There is no trace of it, the invincible tall image just now.

"Chekov, you've been drinking secretly again, so you can't wait until you're better?" The person who made Chekov so afraid was of course a beautiful hairy girl like Natasha.

After she came over and smelled the pungent smell of alcohol that could not be concealed by the strong bloody smell, Natasha immediately frowned and cursed.

But after seeing the timid middle-aged man in front of her and a pleasing smile on her face, she became powerless again.

Finally, in desperation, I could only start talking about the main thing:

"Chekov, it seems that we must retreat immediately; not only the evacuation passage and steel mill, but also the Ermao family.

Because in the battle just now, Yinvanov, Gregor and Marocov were killed in battle.

In addition, more than a dozen people were seriously injured. Although their physical fitness as a blood-powered man was enough to basically recover before the next mission.

But if we continue to fight here, it will have a great impact on our next system task.

After all, according to our analysis, the next mission may be in the North Goryeo battlefield; it will definitely be an extremely difficult task for the role we play."

Thinking of Yin Wanoff and Grigao, three of them, who have participated in seven or eight missions since joining the team.

As a result, they did not die in the mission, but died in the real world.

Suddenly, with Chekov's coarse nerves, he became a little secretly hurt for a moment; but Guo Jia was in this situation at the moment, so how could they sit still?

Finally, he nodded, and he struggled to get up from the ground, intending to return as usual.

But along the way back, after they didn't have to worry about excessive movements, Chekov took some other actions.

For example, with a gentle wave, he released a Russian BTR-60 armored vehicle directly from his space ring.

It allows a group of seriously injured people in the team to return in an armored vehicle.

Other team members just need to follow the lightweight equipment to move forward.

Just such a scene can prove that the space ring in his hand is much larger than the space ring with a capacity of 10 cubic meters in the hands of the Zhongzhou team.

Because Hu Biao and his friends' space rings are the biggest ones that can be stuffed into a Willis Jeep; if you want to stuff an armored car, don't think of such a good thing.

I struggled to climb over the roof of the BTR-60 armored vehicle and planned to return just now.

After suddenly, Chekov seemed to have thought of something in his heart, he ordered Natasha:

"My little Natasha, remember to contact the teams like Zhongzhou, Xiaobu, and Beigaoli as soon as possible.

Let them come to Volgograd and discuss possible cooperation issues in the next task; and you can also trade with each other and have extra system props on hand.

Faced with difficult tasks, if we can make each other stronger, we should be as strong as possible."

"Okay~" Natasha agreed decisively.

At the same time, I couldn't help but think of a point in my heart: Will that man come here in person? At that time, should I give him my aunt's belongings...

With the retreat of the Maoist team, the Ermao team, and the Europa team who supported the past, they all survived.

There is a secret about the commander of the Maozi team, Chekov is actually a high-level blood powerhouse, spreading it at an astonishing speed.

Time: 6 hours after the battle ends.

Location, Nordic, Scandinavia, among a very old castle.

A young old man in his fifties but extremely strong figure, hurriedly walked towards the top of the castle after hanging up the phone.

Finally, I came out of a room and knocked on the door respectfully to wait.

It was not until the words "Come in" came from inside that I sorted out my coat that was originally meticulous, and then I walked in.

After entering, you can see a beautiful blonde girl in her twenties sitting upright behind a desk in a study room that was completely decorated in medieval times.

Holding a book made of sheepskin in his hand, he was flirting with carelessly.

But facing the big girl, the old man did not dare to be careless at all.

Because this big girl is the commander of the Nordic team, the first team in this system.

After saluting respectfully, the old man reported it: "Great Commander, Lord Valotes, we have just received the news that Commander Chekov of the Maozi Team has been promoted to the bloodline of the senior polar bear king."

"Good news, because after the previous commander of the Zhongzhou team, there is finally a rival that can attract attention."
Chapter completed!