CHAPTER 1021: CHAPTER 1019: NO ONE CAN TALK ME OUT OF IT

The battle continued, and Zhang Menglong’s men harvested those Level Seven life forms like phantoms. Whether they were hiding in ships or under the protection of Level Six life forms, the Flying Tigers Squad still easily took their lives.

"No, we can’t spread out like this; it’ll just get us defeated one by one!" More than 30 remaining Level Seven life forms immediately realized this.

They had already tried to escape, but couldn’t tear open that red barrier. Even if Level Seven life forms crashed into it, they’d be severely burned.

Now only by working together could they have a slim chance of survival.

They quickly gathered together. Besides a few hundred people still holding off the cannon fodder’s desperate counterattack, the rest directly encircled them.

"Director, they don’t actually think that teaming up will allow them to break out of our encirclement, do they?"

"Hahaha, just the right number of 30 people gathered together; we don’t even have to look for you."

"Get them!"

Those Level Seven life forms noticed that one person in the Flying Tigers Squad kept issuing orders; he must be their leader.

They could see that the Flying Tigers Squad had immense respect for this leader, almost to the point of not fighting back or talking back, indicating he was like the soul of the team.

The saying goes: first capture the leader to capture the thief. If they could catch the leader, they might have a chance to turn the tables!

They roughly already understood these people’s strength; their life levels were Level Six Elementary, but each possessed unique skills that could enhance their power and speed by tens of times, capable almost of reaching Level Seven.

Combined with extremely powerful Martial Dao techniques and their comprehension of the Laws, killing Level Seven Elementary life forms and Level Seven Intermediate life forms was almost like chopping vegetables.

But facing Level Seven High-Grade life forms and Level Seven Peak life forms would require them to exert more effort. Even just now, two of them combined to kill one Level Seven High-Grade life form.

This showed their combat capability topped out at the level of Level Seven Peak life forms.

Now they had 12 Level Seven Peak life forms and Level Seven High-Grade life forms, so there might be a chance!

"Are you tying yourselves up, or do you want us to do it?" Zhang Menglong said, looking at them.

Actually, he didn’t quite want to kill them. In any universe, it’s extremely difficult to give birth to a Level Seven life form; if he could control them and send them back to Earth to serve as slaves or bodyguards, it would be quite worthwhile.

"We request a fair duel with your leader!" Leon stepped forward, being the most prestigious and strongest among them.

"Director, don’t waste time with them."

"Yeah, finish them off. I just ate and exercised a bit; I feel like I need to run to the bathroom."

"Eat, then discharge, you really are a pig?" Zhang Menglong was speechless, "Oh well, since they want a fair duel, I’ll give them a chance!"

Zhang Menglong stepped out from the crowd and beckoned at Leon, "Come here!"

"Now’s the chance, get him!" The 30 Level Seven life forms had long prepared, intending to catch Zhang Menglong off guard and subdue him. As long as they had a hostage, they wouldn’t fear not breaking out of the Flying Tigers Squad’s encirclement, unless they didn’t care about their leader’s survival.

"Ah! There are always idiots trying to scheme against the Director."

"Everyone, cover your eyes; the scene afterwards will be quite inappropriate and violent."

"Minors, please watch with parental guidance."

...

"What’s going on? Why aren’t they nervous at all?" Leon noticed from the corner of his eye that these youths were not flustered, and even had expressions of... schadenfreude.

"Extreme Ease Technique!"

"Ah!"

"Mountain Plum Technique!"

"Ah!"

"Dragon Elephant Power Technique!"

"Ah!"

"Demacia Justice!"

"Ah!"

...

"Attention people from Universe 37 and Universe 38, your leaders have been subdued by us. Do you still wish to continue resisting pointlessly?"

The battle was still in a fervent stage, but with several billion warriors, it was really impossible to wipe them out quickly.

With a voice announcement, everyone’s attention was captured as they saw their once high and mighty commanders lying on the ground like dead dogs.

Some had bruised faces, others had broken limbs; none were able to stand again.

In contrast, the Flying Tigers Squad, 667 people, had no casualties from start to finish, and in this battle, they were utterly defeated!

"Stop fighting! We surrender!"

With their commanders captured, they lost the last bit of fighting spirit.

"Park the ships on the side, drop your weapons, and everyone gather here!"

[Ding, Congratulations to the Director for gaining 20 Intimidation Points!]

...

"Look quickly, that energy barrier has disappeared!"

"Has the battle ended?"

The support troops from various universes rushed in.

They saw tens of thousands of enemy battleships and transport ships neatly arranged on one side, while the other side was densely packed with warriors from Universe 37 and Universe 38.

"Is it over? We traveled miles to support and came here just to see this?"

"Look, isn’t that the Supreme Commander of Base City 912!"

"The Supreme Commander of Base City 128 is here too!"

"Why are they all lying on the ground? Are they dead?"

"Incredible! They have over 600 people and not only captured Base City 912 but also took down the support troops?"

"10 billion, a 10 billion-strong army! They’ve practically created a miracle!"

"I heard they just arrived at the outfield battlefield today, and this was their first battle! They’re rookies, rookies!"

"Flying Tigers Squad, I’ll remember their name! By the way, which universe are they from?"

At this moment, perhaps no one knew which legion or unit they came from in Universe Seven, but everyone remembered the words Flying Tigers Squad.

[Ding, Congratulations to the Director for gaining 100 prestige points!]

"Are you Zhang Menglong?" a middle-aged man approached Zhang Menglong.

"Menglong, this is Lord Milu, the officer in charge of our 192 Combat Sequence!" Xinos quickly introduced.

"Are you the leader of this Flying Tigers Squad?" Milu said with a half-smile staring at Zhang Menglong, "Do you know what kind of behavior it is to act arbitrarily on the battlefield?"

"Well, boss, listen to my reasoning. We didn’t do it on purpose; we just got lost and ended up here. Then they wanted to kill us, so we could only kill them all. They struck first; we were just defending ourselves."

"Defending yourself?" Milu pointed at this billion-strong surrendering army, "You beat them into this state, and you call that self-defense? You’re quite talented!"

Several Universe Seven-grade life forms conferred, this Base City 912 was a very important location, and now that it was captured, it should be well-guarded for significant resistance against outside invasion.

Each universe prepared to send some troops, and everyone joined to guard here.

"Is everyone full?"

"Full!"

"Is everyone done with bathroom breaks?"

"Done!"

"Attention everyone, prepare to move out again!" With that, Zhang Menglong took out his Star Watcher again.

"What are you up to now?" Milu pulled Zhang Menglong aside.

"Going to Base City 911 of the 911 troops," Zhang Menglong said, "We just got lost, so we took a meal break here. If there’s guilt, there’s a debtor; whoever hit us, we’re hitting back. Don’t try to stop me; it won’t work no matter who tries!"