After five or six tosses back and forth, most of the time has passed.

The Red Army base on the opposite side has fully assembled suitable mecha combat machinery, while the Blue Army has nothing but a warehouse full of materials.

The 99 elite mecha warriors who were still iron-clad and high-spirited more than half a year ago were directly abolished.

No one can survive the shell-breaking method concocted by Mu Shao'an.

Because Mu Shaoan didn't give them a chance to survive at all.

In any kind of torture, the torturer wishes that the prisoner himself could see the whole process clearly, feel every bit of horror, every bit of despair, and finally collapse.

This kind of torture can deal with ordinary people, but it is really useless to deal with these veterans whose strength is at the A+ level and has experienced a sea of corpses and blood.

But Mu Shao'an's concocted methods never gave these veterans a chance to wake up, either they poured a ton of industrial alcohol first and anesthetized them unconscious, or they were thrown into the ice warehouse and frozen into ice sculptures first, or they were simply knocked out with a stick.

In short, when they finally woke up and opened their eyes, they must be lying on a soft and comfortable hospital bed, the sun was shining outside the window, and there was a gentle and lovely little nurse next to them.

The physical pain is nothing, the mental devastation - well, it doesn't feel much at all, that bastard is too dark to start with psychosis.

The biggest feeling of all of them is only one, specially, Lao Tzu (Lao Niang) is so weak!

Weak, really weak.

No one abused, no one beat them, but they were like children waiting to be fed, and they had to be helped by others to eat, drink, and lazar.

It feels like it's a lot of stuff.

"Bastard, psychotic, bird butcher, you have the ability not to pour us industrial alcohol, you have the ability to come at Lao Tzu with real knives and guns, cut off your head Lao Tzu frowned, I am your grandson!"

Once again, after a month of meticulous treatment, all the veterans have come to the last month of the year, and there are still 22 days to go, and the first individual 1Vs1 duel with the Reds is about to begin, but they are in this state and have already lost without comparison.

The unbearable veterans stood in the training square of the main base and scolded Mu Shao'an.

Who is this?

Mu Shao'an stood in front of these veterans with an unchanged expression, looking at their untidy formation, one by one like wandering ghosts, each of them lost at least thirty catties of meat, not to mention this pitiful, as decadent as you want.

He didn't reply, let the veterans shout and scold, and still habitually tossed the ordinary little Rubik's cube in his hand, and he wandered again.

It wasn't until a long time later that he raised his head, swept his gaze over the faces of all the veterans one by one, and then said nothing, turned around and left, and the veterans immediately shouted and shouted again, they really hated this illogical training.

But at this moment, Mu Shaoan suddenly turned around, his right hand turned his fingers into a knife, and a snow as bright as a rainbow, like a comet, and a knife light like a scorching sun slashed down.

After the stab, no one died.

Mu Shaoan's face turned pale, and he immediately returned to normal.

Look at those veterans again, they are all wearing fat hospital gowns, skinny, vegetable, deep-set eyes, a lot of hair and beard, standing without standing, sitting without sitting, squatting without squatting, and even some simply lying there and playing with Laipi, some jumping and scolding, some scolding like shrews, saliva splashing, some grinning teeth, strange appearances frequently.

It's just a bunch of street ruffians.

Anyone who saw them at this moment could not imagine that eleven months ago, they were the most elite anti-virus hunters in the Sixth War Zone.

And at this moment, when Mu Shao'an's strange sword light slashed, these veterans seemed to have all been immobilized, and they maintained their original posture motionlessly, like a statue.

"Ahem!"

Mu Shao'an only sat down at this time, it was not easy, the knife just now was not a real sword intent, but an invisible sword intent that he had triggered with the supreme sword intent.

Or it can be said that it is a special kind of spiritual imprint.

This is the second prescription he prepared for these veterans.

Eleven months ago, he tossed these strong-willed veterans like this, not to make their willpower stronger, not to make their endurance stronger, but to let their willpower completely loosen.

When they no longer care about the superficial image, no longer think about the glory of the past, and no longer wake up to themselves all the time, but the whole person screams and scolds like a shrew ruffian, that is, when their willpower is basically zero.

At such a moment, Mu Shaoan suddenly stabbed back, like thunder, and the effect was also the best.

The red dust is full of dust, the wine pond is a forest of meat, drunk and dreaming of death, muddy and nightmare!

This is the best embodiment of chaos.

Mu Shao'an's supreme sword intent is like Pangu opening the sky, clear and turbid!

Don't underestimate the word turbidity.

People in the world, unless they are the kind of people who have great perseverance and great creation, who can tell the difference between the rolling red dust? There are always all kinds of thoughts in their minds, disturbing one after another, even if they are monks and Taoists who are pure and cultivated, dare to say that their hearts are dust-free?

It's just that they are forcibly suppressed with great willpower.

And that's a huge factor in the A-to-S-class bottleneck.

At this time, Mu Shao'an took a few breaths, then stood up again, grabbed a wooden knife from the territory stone space, and without looking at it, it was directly a horizontal knife C form, suppressed in place.

Immediately after, he took out a second wooden knife, and it was another horizontal knife C form.

In the end, a full 30 wooden knives and 30 horizontal knife C forms surrounded the 99 sculptural veterans.

Drain all of his passivated mental power.

But it's all worth it.

Lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, Mu Shaoan grinned.

It's done.

And almost at the same time, in a huge room in the sixth war zone, Chun Yu Dongye looked at the image on the virtual screen, dumbfounded, the scene in front of him was beyond his expectations, and it was beyond the scope of knowledge he had learned, but he still saw that some kind of magical change seemed to have taken place in the 99 veterans.

"Teacher, this method can really allow A+-level anti-virus hunters to quickly advance to S-rank, if that's the case, then wouldn't our Chaos Base be able to mass-produce S-level masters?"

Chun Yu Dongye turned around and said, behind him, there were two old men, one Jiang Geng, and the other was so old that he could barely get old anymore, and he didn't have the energy to open his eyes.

"Can't!"

Jiang Geng replied decisively, "The S-level masters who can mass-produce viruses are all puppets and don't use them, and we humans can't do it either, as for Mu Shao'an who can do it now, it's because these 99 veterans are just one foot away." ”

"I think you should also find out that when Mu Shaoan selected the soldiers of the Blue Army before, he did not choose those mecha soldiers who were sharp and looked very brilliant, but chose the mean, but not the kind of mediocrity of the peacemaker, this kind of mediocrity refers to the kind that is perfect in all aspects, so the edge is hidden!"

"I don't know who gave you the idea in this confrontation, but what I want to say is, apprentice, although you have a high IQ, you have completely lost this time, you know? You used your SS-level authority in your hand to select 5,000 mecha ace masters from the ten major war zones of the Chaos Base, among which the most elite is more than 100 of them, and among these more than 100 people, the most brilliant ones have been picked by that barbarian! You, you are still too young. ”

Jiang Geng sighed.

"How is this possible?" the stunned expression on Jun Yu Dongye's face became even more intense, "They have all lost many times in various forms of confrontation, if they are the real essence part, then wouldn't the members of the mechanical armored legion I formed be even more elite?"

Old man Jiang Geng shook his head, "So you don't understand, knowledge and knowledge are of course very important, very, very important, but there are some things, you can't say that there is no scientific basis and veto, do you know what a lone dog is? Do you know the traditions and beliefs of a lone dog? Do you know that as long as it takes more than ten years, those veterans selected by Mu Shao'an will be reused again?"

"Do you know how terrifying they will be once they break through the S-rank, with their almost perfect combat experience in mechs?

"Hey, I've been too busy in the past few years, and I didn't notice it for a while, but I was picked up by this little bastard for such a big bargain, you, you should eat a trench and grow wise, who can't you play with your heart? You have to play with that barbarian, look, you fell into the pit, you have to say thank you. ”

The old man Jiang Geng's face ached.

And Chun Yu Dongye finally understood completely, his face changed several times, and finally he smiled bitterly: "I was still strange before, this Mu Shao'an has not started training, so he changed his past style, and gave a big speech there, saying that he wanted to follow him on the journey, this is miserable, once these 99 veterans break through, then it will be recognized Mu Shao'an's, uh, master, can we transfer some of these veterans from the official face, anyway, Mu Shao'an has always been a lone dog, and I guess I don't like to hug him from the front and back." ”

"Come on, return the official face, people are lawbreakers, and what they represent is the highest rule, you are a meat bun sent up, who will be stupid enough to spit it out? That's it, let your little baby soldiers quietly withdraw, don't embarrass the Sixth War Zone! Hey, no, the old man is strange, who gave you the idea of confrontation? This idea is really ranciful, and even if you want to fight, you don't have to hit this idea on the head of the barbarians, right?"

The old man Jiang Geng was very depressed, and he was about to tear off a few of his beards.

It's really unlucky, those elite mecha soldiers who were retired and disbanded originally planned to retire, sanitize their qi, stabilize their state of mind, and do something similar to make their highly concentrated and highly tense willpower completely relaxed, the nature is the same as Mu Shaoan's approach.

Then wait until the new mechanical laws are used on a large scale, and quickly advance to the S rank, which can be used as a surprise soldier.

These high-level leaders of their Chaos Base are not stupid, how could they not know the sequelae of brain domain development, how could they really retire those elites who are extremely experienced in combat and are in the prime of life when the new human beings have not fully grown up?

This is just a trick to fool the Fifth Ancestral Virus.

Even deliberately making those veterans frustrated and annoyed was in this plan.

But this arrangement is SSS-level authority, Chun Yu Dongye didn't know at all, he was the chief butler of the logistics department of the Sixth War Zone, and he was still Jiang Geng's proud disciple, so he tossed such a big thing, and Jiang Geng's old man was still kept in the dark.

Of course, to say a thousand things and ten thousand, this thing should not have been tainted with that barbarian in the first place!

That's the key to bad luck.

"Apprentice, remember, this is a lesson of blood and tears, from now on, our sixth war zone will prevent fire, theft, and Shao'an!"