The four youngsters and Fang Xiaoyu had already dealt with the remaining two Taiheng realm powerhouses, and were directly charging towards the enemy's Immortal realm army.
Their entry was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep; wherever they passed, there were cries of agony.
Wan Lei retracted his face mask, revealing his features. He pointed at the soldiers around him and said, "Listen up, all of you. We, the Thunderstorm team, are not here to beat you up. We are here to kill demons. Yes, I admit, you arrived earlier than us, you are all veterans, and I respect you. But if you take my respect for you as a capital to humiliate me, as a reliance to flaunt your seniority in front of me, then don't blame me for being impolite. To be honest, you might not have killed as many demons as our team has. Your individual combat strength might not necessarily be stronger than our team's. I am a reasonable person. How you treat me, I will treat you the same. Put yourselves in my shoes; when you think I've gone too far, first think about how you treated us. If you respect me, I will gladly call you seniors. If you treat me as a comrade, I will cover your back. But likewise, if anyone thinks we newcomers are easy to bully and wants to humiliate us, we will accept it. But don't blame us for humiliating you back after defeating you. I don't know where this crooked tendency of bullying newcomers comes from. I don't care who you've bullied before, and I have no interest in teaching you how to behave. I have only one thing to say... Don't mess with me!"
The last four words were spoken by Wan Lei, word by word, with chilling intent. He had also decided that this time he would beat them soundly, and then give them a good warning. Otherwise, if these people remained defiant, constantly seeking trouble with him, would he have to go to the training grounds to fight every day? It was good in the Five Elements Hall before. The Water Hall disciples were all unconvinced and constantly looked for trouble. But after he defeated five hundred disciples in the Martial Arena and Xing Chen in the Creation Tower, where did those Water Hall disciples go? Not one dared to show their face. Of course, he was only doing this to avoid trouble. He was too lazy to endure humiliation and accumulate prestige step by step through military merits to earn their respect, and then have them work with him with one heart and mind to fight against the demons, resulting in a happy ending. The two sides were fundamentally different. Their adventure team and the military were two separate systems, and he was too lazy to have too much interaction with the military. If they continued to bother him in the future, he could always take drastic measures and leave here with his team. The Sea of Bitterness was vast, and once they left, who would meet whom?
After dealing with Tian Ba, Wan Lei also charged into the enemy ranks. At this moment, the artillery battalion had collapsed, most of them lying on the ground and moaning. Even Wan Liuchuan and the others, who had initially hidden within the formation, charged out and rushed into the enemy ranks. With Wan Lei's entry, the artillery battalion's defeat accelerated. Two quarters of an hour later, there was not a single soldier from the artillery battalion left standing on the field. The Thunderstorm team, with zero casualties, had "annihilated" two thousand men of the artillery battalion. And what's more, Kaka from the Thunderstorm team had been in the formation eating the entire time and had not participated in the battle. Such an achievement was unprecedented since the establishment of Base No. 18. The surrounding soldiers were all silenced, looking at the Thunderstorm team with a mixture of admiration and apprehension, as well as resentment and eagerness. As the battle ended, the surrounding soldiers entered the field, helping up the wounded from the artillery battalion and sending them to the infirmary for treatment.
"Let go of me! I'm not dead yet, you don't need to help me."
From a distance, a shout suddenly came. Everyone turned to look and saw Tian Ba furiously flying towards them.
"What? Still not convinced? Want another beating?" Wan Lei looked at Tian Ba coldly.
"Hmph, I'm just not convinced. This time it was my flawed strategy, I misjudged your strength. When our second battalion's men have recovered from their injuries, I will fight you again."
"Hmph, fight again? You say it so easily. If this were on the battlefield, and you encountered demons, you would have been completely annihilated by now. Would the demons give you a chance to say 'this doesn't count, we'll fight again next time'? Naive, foolish." Wan Lei berated him without mercy.
"We lost this battle because our artillery battalion didn't use artillery. That's what we're good at. If it were a life-and-death battlefield, you would have been blown to smithereens by our artillery by now, and you'd still have the chance to talk so big here?" The sore loser Tian Ba was still clamoring, but Wan Lei was too lazy to bother with this idiot.
Wan Lei was unwilling to speak, but that didn't mean others could tolerate it. Xia Yubing stepped forward, pointed at Tian Ba's nose, and scolded, "Talk your damn dogshit! If you could use heavy weapons, you wouldn't even get to see our faces before being obliterated by our nuclear bombs. You, you can't beat us in a fight, and your artillery isn't as good as ours, so what are you being so arrogant about?"
"Hmph, if you didn't have influential figures in your families giving you these weapons, how could you show off? You just have good backgrounds, and you really think you're that amazing."
"Then were those cannons of yours made or bought by yourselves? Aren't they also from the military, also given to you by the military? We're all in the same boat, no one should criticize the other."
Wan Lei suddenly patted Xia Yubing, who always lacked momentum in arguments, and turned to Tian Ba, "You're such a big person, don't be so childish. If someone has a stronger background than you, then they have more capital than you. Recognize reality. Even if we disregard backgrounds, I, a penniless rogue cultivator, became the strongest殿子 of the Five Elements Hall through my own efforts, which is better than you."
"You..."
"Tian Ba, stand down. Don't let people think our military can't afford to lose."
A faint voice suddenly came from the sky. When Tian Ba looked up, his arrogant and defiant expression immediately vanished, and he retreated two steps with his head bowed. The Thunderstorm team members looked up and saw a handsome young man in ancient armor looking at them expressionlessly.
"It's the Soldier King Ling Xin who has arrived."
"The Soldier King is here to stand up for us, hahahaha."
"Let's see how arrogant these brats are now. Once the Soldier King makes a move, these little thieves will all be flattened."
"It's settled now. I knew the Soldier King wouldn't stand by and watch our military be humiliated. The more arrogant Wan Lei was just now, the more severely he will be slapped in the face later."
The surrounding soldiers were all invigorated. Wan Lei and the others were a bit puzzled. How could there be something called a Soldier King at the frontline base? Judging by the title, it sounded quite formidable. Ling Xin glanced faintly at Xia Yubing and the others and said, "This is the army, not the Five Elements Hall. Put away your arrogant demeanor. No matter how strong your background is, it's useless in the army. Everything here is decided by military merits."