Chapter 018: An ambush

The three werewolves sneered at Wang Ming in front of them.

"I advise you not to waste your time here, newcomer."

"We can live through tomorrow, and you can't."

Hearing one of these werewolves say this, Wang Ming's face was expressionless.

Then he said to them, "Who can tell for sure about this kind of thing? At least I'm still standing here, right?"

After Wang Ming finished speaking, the three werewolves were stunned and looked at him for a while.

Then one of them said to Wang Ming, "Did you see the Thar beside you?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ming glanced over at the Tar Orc and nodded.

"That guy took a lot of effort from us," said the werewolf again.

Hearing this, Wang Ming looked surprised and then said, "Oh? Did you catch him?"

"Yes," the werewolf replied very positively. "You must be very confused, right? But he was indeed captured by our brothers."

"What exactly is the reason why you got this kind of treatment?" Wang Ming was very puzzled.

Upon hearing Wang Ming's doubts, the werewolf soldier who spoke closed his eyes and smiled slightly, saying, "At that time, a battalion was operating, but was ambushed. Therefore, several of us were temporarily ordered to rush back to report and request support..."

"On the way, this guy suddenly appeared and blocked our way. We wasted a lot of effort, lost several half beasts, and finally subdued him, which should have been dealt with on the spot."

"But in order to invite credit, we left him behind, which also delayed the opportunity to ask for help. However, the first battalion, the entire staff..."

The werewolf soldier paused as he spoke, and there was an involuntary expression of regret.

"I see." Wang Ming responded with a deadpan expression after hearing the reason.

It would be natural for them to be tied up here. If they had been able to decisively eliminate the Thar and return to the base in time to inform the military, perhaps a battalion could have survived some werewolves.

But they're asking for credit

"Since you are from the new battalion, I can only wish you good luck. The Thars have already started attacking the Kapang tribe." The werewolf soldier reminded Wang Ming.

"Well, I try to live." Wang Ming said and turned away.

"Hey, what's your name?" Watching Wang Ming leave behind, the werewolf soldier became curious about him.

"My name is Ming, I am a werewolf, a Kapang werewolf." Wang Ming said without looking back.

Hearing Wang Ming's introduction, the three werewolf soldiers looked blank. "Werewolf?"

Wang Ming left the pillar and went straight back to his residence, where there were also several werewolf soldiers, who were talking furiously.

When Wang Ming came back, the whole house suddenly became quiet, and countless pairs of eyes stared closely at Wang Ming as he walked back to his bed.

But Wang Ming didn't care. He lay down and fell into deep thought. Now he remembered the dream again.

In those years, a space warship escaped from a hidden base in the east of the Earth, but unfortunately was intercepted outside the atmosphere.

The last hope of humanity has been destroyed!

"For many years, this dream has brought back memories of that year." Somewhere, Wang Ming looked sad.

Wang Ming unconsciously fell asleep until around four o'clock in the morning, when the sound of trumpets sounded.

"Get up, come on! Come on! Come on!"

Cang looked worried at the door of the residence, slapping the door plank and shouting loudly.

Wang Ming knew that the battle he was looking forward to had finally arrived, but what he hadn't expected was that it came so quickly.

The werewolf soldiers gathered quickly, almost starting to move when they heard Cang's dying cry.

After assembling, Cang said to the team, "The Thars suddenly launched an offensive and launched large-scale fire attacks on the Third Group Army. Those weak soldiers are vulnerable to a single attack. It is time to use your skills and follow me!"

Cang Huabi started off with a battalion of over 800 werewolf soldiers.

At this time, the entire Second World War Regiment took action and began to provide support.

"Give me the map!"

Cang flew along with his team for a long time, and when he reached a mountain range, he turned his head and said to a werewolf soldier who had been following him closely.

Hearing Cang's need, the werewolf took a rolled up map from a bag on his body and handed it to him.

After receiving the map, Cang quickly signalled to the team to stop, opened the map, and began to study it.

After stopping, Wang Ming observed the surrounding environment. It was almost daybreak now. He did not know where the destination for support on this trip was, and he was not familiar with the environment.

However, this mountain seems very suitable for ambush. Wang Ming followed the team and stopped at a high place, not far below is a main road.

The two sides of the main road are very steep, with many huge rubble, and there are still many white bones on the roadside. This shows that there have been more than one or two battles here.

If the enemy wants to pass through this place this time, it will not miss the opportunity to lay a good ambush.

Unfortunately, this particular person doesn't have a single gun. Is this a physical confrontation against the strong, well armed Tar orcs?

Just at this moment, a werewolf soldier was coming at a gallop, and under the gaze of everyone, he hurried to Cang's side.

"Cang, the other battalions have already prepared. This time, the enemy is a mobile unit of the Tar Orcs. I'm afraid it will be more tragic than the previous battles. As before, let your half beasts prepare for sacrifice."

"Mobile troops... Okay, I understand!" Hearing the strength of the enemy this time, his pale face quickly changed, and then sank.

"Take it easy, buddy." The werewolf who came to pass the word said and left again.

After the werewolf left, Cang looked at the team behind him and said, "Guys, we are going to block the enemies passing here this time. Their goal this time is the third group army of our Kapang tribe."

"It is well known that except for the half beasts of our Sixth Group Army, the others are all a group of fools. Although I very much hope they will be killed, we should hate the Thars even more."

"They trampled on the glory of the Kapang people, slaughtered countless half beasts of the Kapang people, and vowed to wipe us out. I believe you will show them your anger."

Hearing Cang's eloquent words, the werewolf soldiers were all in high spirits, and a cloud of anger appeared in the wolf's eyes.

The Tar Orcs are mortal enemies, and they will not give the Kapang people a way to survive. They have massacred countless half beasts, and many shocking incidents occur from time to time.

Over the past hundred years, the territory once belonging to the Kapang ethnic group has been encroached upon by it, and no wolves have survived everywhere!

"Hide, don't let the enemy discover a hair of yours, and wait for them to approach the sharp blade in your hand..."

"And tear them up!"

Cang ordered to 600 werewolves ahead.

"The huge stones will make it difficult for them to move, but they can also smash them to pieces!"

Under Cang's command, the remaining 200 werewolves, including Wang Ming, began preparing the boulders.

Although this may seem perfect, in the face of mechanized Tal orc troops, it is undoubtedly a death sentence.

"Why not use a gun?" Wang Ming ran to Cang and directly expressed his doubts.

Hearing Wang Ming's confusion, he froze for a moment and then said, "Gun? Only you idiot would ask this question. The monarch has a law prohibiting half beasts from using thermal weapons. This is a death order!"

"Well, this is really an exciting monarch!"