Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1495 - 1496: Omen

Amidst the commotion, Smith's face was dark as he left the scene with Golden Tri-Leaf's soldiers.

On the way, Smith was seething, clenching his fists until they creaked.

He's seen shalessness, but never like this.

This bunch from the Blue Sword Squad are like dogs; if they catch a chance, they'll bite deep, to the bone.

Smith felt bitter hatred, yet a grim smile gradually appeared on his face.

The powerful King's Troops of Golden Tri-Leaf, combined with Smith, ranked third on the global sniping list, plus the Alliance of Gods' three Main Gods hidden in the shadows, ready to attack at any mont.

Such a formidable lineup against a Special Forces unit felt like using a sledgehamr to crack a nut, even to Smith.

Thinking of this, he turned back and glared fiercely at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei imdiately grabbed the loudspeaker, seeming ready to announce Smith's rude behavior to everyone again.

Smith was startled, hastily turned around, and quickened his pace to leave.

With a malicious smile, Yang Fei watched Golden Tri-Leaf leave and calmly said, "Everyone be careful."

"This bunch of bastards is sure to co after us, stay sharp, don't get caught by them."

Mad Blade chuckled, looking at Yang Fei: "Little Bird Yang, you're really wicked."

"With your antics, Golden Tri-Leaf's Special Forces must now consider Kuchen Base's attitude before acting against us."

"If they kill our people, that's provocation; if we kill theirs, that's self-defense, haha."

Everyone rembered Smith's angry face just now and burst into laughter.

The clever Shen Feng squinted his eyes, winking.

"Rest assured, Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces may be intimidating in others' eyes, but to us, they're not qualified to be arrogant."

Yang Fei nodded, then shook his head.

"That's the issue; despite their overall strength in previous competitions, we've defeated them every ti."

"Why do they suddenly have confidence to duel us in this special comprehensive combat?"

Three Swords nodded: "Brother Fei is quite right; this ti, they're aggressive, surely relying on sothing, we must be cautious."

The crowd agreed with Yang Fei and Three Swords, conversing with no end, yet no one knew the reason.

Finally, Yang Fei concluded, waving a hand.

"In short, this special comprehensive combat is extrely dangerous, everyone be careful and act prudently."

"Until we understand the enemy's sches, stay low, don't be impulsive."

He finished speaking, stood up, and waved to Long Xia in the distance.

"Long Xia, co with to collect the special combat supplies."

It wasn't long before Yang Fei and Long Xia returned from the base warehouse with the special combat equipnt for the competition.

Weapons were abundant, rifles, sniper rifles, along with grenades, steel cables, military knives, and more supplies.

These firearms were real; only the bullets were replaced with eraser bullets.

Additionally, there were grenades, flashbangs, and flares.

The grenades were practice rounds, but the flashbangs and flares were real.

After collecting the supplies, Yang Fei opened a sack bag, expressionless.

"These are the weapons everyone is accustod to using, just in case, keep them on you."

The crowd looked and saw the sack filled with familiar weapons, yellow bullets piled high.

Besides, there were infrared night visors, march recorders, and a complete set of the latest tech local communication equipnt.

Seeing this, everyone's expression turned serious.

Mad Blade looked at Yang Fei, probing.

"Instructor, are we really going to use live firearms? Are you sure the enemy dares?"

The crowd originally took the comprehensive special combat competition lightly.

But seeing Yang Fei's serious deanor, they all fell silent.

Yang Fei looked around, special squads from various countries busy collecting equipnt, checking, and resting.

His eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, lowering his voice.

"I have a premonition; this ti, we might face an enemy we've never encountered before."

"I had the sa feeling a year ago when the Alliance of Gods descended."

Saying this, Yang Fei looked at everyone with concern.

"Brothers, you're all soldiers I've trained, be extra vigilant."

"I'd rather sacrifice myself than let you twelve brothers co ho safely."

Yang Fei rembered the sacrificed Evil Dragon brothers last year, could not help but sigh softly, his heart aching.

The crowd heard Yang Fei speak so seriously, all agreeing loudly.

Only Mad Blade spat and rubbed his hands.

"The present Evil Dragon isn't the sa as a year ago; if these bastards dare to harm us, watch out for his fangs."

Yang Fei nodded, feeling uneasy, waved his hand.

"Everyone disperse, gather in thirty minutes, enter the jungle."

The crowd scattered, only Fan Yi approached Yang Fei, eyes firm, like a battle-hardened spear.

"Instructor, do you have so ominous premonition?"

Yang Fei nodded, saying softly: "Indeed."

"Besides sensing Golden Tri-Leaf's threat, I also feel two other massive and terrifying presences, just unsure if they're targeting us."

Fan Yi nodded: "I feel the sa; breaking through Gang Strength, my Divine Sense has so intuition about fortune and misfortune."

Saying this, Fan Yi sighed lightly, then raised his head.

"Instructor, rest assured, this ti, Evil Dragon will surely win."

Yang Fei patted Fan Yi's shoulder, sighed softly: "Good brother."

Nearby, Mad Blade was cursing again.

"Damn it, this weather is so weird, why did it suddenly turn dark?"

"Plus, the sky turns dark red, this Siberian Wilderness isn't fit for chasing girls."

Yang Fei and Fan Yi couldn't help but laugh, their big hands tightly clasped.

Mad Blade wandered over to Yang Fei and Fan Yi, mouth stuffed with roast lamb, a large leg of lamb swaying at his waist.

His mouth full of at, speech unclear.

"Little Bird Yang, Ayi, have you noticed? This weather feels eerie, why do I feel it's turning dark red?"

"And that cloud seems strange, almost reaching the ground."

Hearing this, Yang Fei and Fan Yi looked up at the sky, indeed noticing unusual weather and clouds.

Heavy clouds hung low, lightning faintly visible at the center.

And the sky was no longer the usual grayish-white, turning sowhat dark red, reminiscent of the aurora.

Yang Fei's heart grew restless inexplicably, a feeling like sothing ominous was about to happen.