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"No, buddies, you guys were just trying to stand up for Old Qiu, but how come you're talking about little gossip all of a sudden?" Han Feng complained in his heart.

But on the other hand, Han Feng also knew that the most important reason why Lao Qiu did not quit the game was the persuasion he and Monkey Brother gave to Lao Qiu on the rooftop that day, which helped Lao Qiu come out of the shadow of guilt.

What really made Lao Qiu sad was not the fact that he lost the season, but the fact that he felt that he led his brothers to fight to the death but still did not get the respect he deserved. Instead, he received endless ridicule from his opponents and the instigation of some scoundrels in the group. This was unacceptable to a proud person like him.

Han Feng knew that Lao Qiu's identity as a rich second-generation was a double-edged sword.

In the real world of fame and fortune, he is accustomed to the false flattery at cocktail parties and the sugar-coated overt and covert attacks at the dinner table.

It was this innate loneliness that made him pour all his sincerity into the virtual battlefield of Rate of Land.

Especially for these brothers who have been with him since he entered the game.

He distributes military expenses, monthly cards, various small rewards, and sometimes even spends money to help buy high-level red accounts!

These actions, which seemed almost wasteful to others, were actually his weapons against the cold reality.

What he built with real money was not just those few high-ranking soldiers, but also the dozen or so brothers in the dormitory who could follow him unswervingly and venture into the world of Rate of Land together.

……

When Han Feng's thoughts drifted away.

The dormitory door slammed against the dumbbell rack. Murong rushed in carrying a courier box, with the remains of a couplet from the next-door dormitory still stuck on his forehead: "The nuclear weapons that Lao Qiu ordered for everyone have arrived!"

Eight pairs of eyes instantly locked onto the cardboard box printed with "Supreme Leader's Battle Robe".

"Battle robe? What the hell is that?" Benben picked up a pair of scissors and rushed forward. Even Han Feng jumped off the bed, wondering what Old Qiu was up to again.

"Fuck! Brother Qiu really spent a lot of money!" Mumu opened his ink-colored windbreaker, and the "Yanyu" art word on the luminous paint was particularly eye-catching. The background was a circle with a gradient from dark blue to moon white, and the center of the ink was like a rain curtain, setting off the two art words Yanyu, which glowed blue in the dim dormitory: "I'll be transformed into The Matrix if I put this on!"

Benben had already put on his windbreaker and jumped in front of the dressing mirror: "Look at the cut! The texture! Lao Qiu must have ordered this to supermodel standards." He suddenly got stuck and tremblingly touched the second button, "Wait! This button is on the back."

Four heads instantly squeezed together like sunflowers and came here.

On the inside of Benben's button, the laser-engraved ID "Yanyu - Demolition Captain" is glowing with rainbow light, and there is a miniature battle flag emoji next to it. "Hahaha, I deserve the title of Demolition Captain!"

"Old Qiu still understands me!" Mumu held up the button and howled. His was "Yanyu-Explosive Genius", with a dynamic sticker of a dynamite pack. This was the title he earned last season when he and Benben destroyed the city together and always got the final blow.

Murong suddenly laughed like a pig being slaughtered: "Look at the madman!" Han Feng's button was engraved with "Yanyu-Tactical Advisor", and attached with an... emoticon pack of a Minion holding a monocle and looking at it. It looked a little stupid, at least that's what Han Feng thought.

"Old Qiu is such a repressed person." Han Feng covered his face and tried to take off his buttons, but was held down by everyone.

Han Feng: No, haha.

Lei Lei quietly put away his "Yanyu-Data Ghost" badge. He didn't expect Lao Qiu to give him this title. Lei Lei has gradually become one of the top fighters in the team from an unknown rookie in the past few seasons. He is usually taciturn, waiting for opportunities on the battlefield like a ghost, but he can always collect a lot of battlefield data to share with everyone, for example, he can send a lot of [Mo Xiaoxi]'s free battle reports in a short time.

Suddenly everyone fell silent.

Lao Qiu was leaning against the door frame, playing with his car keys. His windbreaker was open, revealing the lining with dense gold ID embroidery - those were the IDs of all the dormitory members.

"Hurry up and go online after trying out the equipment. The season is almost over, so let's fight one last time." Lao Qiu turned around, took out his cigarette case, lit one and said again: "Let me see how many of our team members are still able to move!"

"It's time for our group to get things in order next season!"

The dusk outside the window gradually deepened, and twelve windbreakers on the rack were emitting a faint blue light.

……

In the space of consciousness

Han Feng's consciousness has been transferred to Suzaku's combat command room.

His own trumpet [Misty Rain | Cold Wind] is still controlled by Zhuque himself.

The current situation is not too bad, but it is certainly not optimistic. However, compared with the previous situation, it is much better, mainly due to the full red perpetual motion machine of the Suzaku Group, which really tied up a lot of the opponent's energy.

Suzaku's burgundy skirt armor rustled in the data storm, her toes lightly tapped the air, and her scarlet boots created circles of data ripples.

The space of consciousness spread out like a flowing sandbox under her feet, and several serial numbers of the Suzaku Regiment rushed around under her command.

Han Feng looked at the holographic projection sand table in the air, and used his mind to slowly zoom the entire sand table from the local map to the global map.

The territory representing the Suzaku Group is now tightly surrounded by five groups - Pozhen, Tianyan, Babu, Sword Group and Security.

Han Feng frowned. He clearly remembered that Suzaku had only dealt with three groups before this. The opponents of the Security Group and the Sword Group should be the Misty Rain Group...

Eyes shifted.

On the other island, the remnants of the three regiments, Yanyu + Xianyin + Jiuyou, have gathered together. Looking down from the battle map, they are tightly surrounded by the Zixiao Regiment and the Seagull Regiment.

In addition, Han Feng also saw the figure of Ai Tuan in one direction.

"Sure enough, that provocation finally put this group on the opposite side of us." Han Feng sighed. It was helpless that Ben'er was framed by someone else who photoshopped the chat screenshots, otherwise this would not have happened.

Han Feng's fists slowly clenched and unclenched.

"Brother Feng!" Zhuque sensed the arrival of Han Feng's consciousness and hurried over.

"What's going on recently?" Han Feng still kept his eyes fixed on the tactical sand table while listening attentively.

"Luoyang belongs to the Zhaoying Group. They are the top-ranked team in this invitational tournament..."

"What about us?"

"The Suzaku Group has 18 members, the Yanyu Group has 82 members, the Xianyin Group has 86 members, and the Jiuyou Group has 87 members."

"You're 18th? Not bad."

"Because this score not only considers the land occupied, but also the number of cities occupied by each group, the total number of turned over land and the total merit value. Strictly speaking, our group should have been in the top three in terms of military merit this season, but the cities and land areas we occupied were too small, resulting in our overall ranking lagging far behind." Suzaku couldn't help feeling a little frustrated when he said this.

Originally, their group could have won more military merits, but their own resource area was not enough. Many times, it was even difficult to ensure that each account could recruit soldiers at the same time, and there were even many times when half of the group was defeated.

If it weren't for the Suzaku Group's almost perpetual motion-machine-like execution, this situation would never have happened.

Han Feng, who was standing by, was shocked after hearing this.

Listen, is this human language? If you don’t know, you would think you were ranked outside the top 50!
To be ranked in the top 20 with just one military achievement is already pretty impressive!
You should know that the main scoring reference for this script is the number of cities occupied, and the rest of the data can be called additional data.

However, the Suzaku team only occupied 1 city in the end, and the rest of the cities they had occupied before had already been divided up by other teams. Under such strong pressure, they still ranked at the top. It can only be said that the Suzaku team, which fought from the beginning of the season to the end of the season, was really awesome!
Relying only on a few resource areas and the resources produced by countless branch cities, they were able to deal with the five top groups.

Of course, Han Feng had no idea of ​​the pain of being an opponent of the Suzaku Group.

The three groups of Pozhen, Tianyan and Babu, which were originally the opponents of the Suzaku Group, have changed four batches of trumpet players from the beginning to the end of the season. Each batch of trumpet players who were replaced were exhausted, as if they had been drained of their energy by the banshee.

Even the leaders of the last three groups began to ask their bosses behind them for reinforcements, and summoned the security group and sword group that were originally targeting the Misty Rain Group.

In a five-on-one situation, the Suzaku Group managed to neutralize the enemy's most fierce attack at the cost of half of its main members' main city being captured. Then, in the following days, it rescued all its teammates with extremely terrifying execution and counterattacked again.

In the eyes of their opponents, the members of the Suzaku Group are immortal. No matter how defeated they are, the other members of their group will try their best to find a chance to rescue them 24 hours a day.

Facing this kind of enemy, the members of the Fifth Regiment could only fight against it. In addition, every siege required fighting on the walls of the Suzaku Regiment's main city, which could result in loss of both people and money. Over time, the members of the Fifth Regiment were forced to retreat from the Suzaku Regiment's city defense area, and began to gather the strength of the five regiments to surround and block the Suzaku Regiment in a corner, fighting a positional war, and trying every means to cut off the Suzaku Regiment's resources, thus curbing the Suzaku Regiment's development.

As for the Suzaku's allies, the Misty Rain, the Fairy Sound, and the other three groups, they thought they were not even on the same level. Basically, they defeated them one by one. Few of them could buy their lives and continue to fight, except for those core players with high red...

Han Feng's shadow flickered in the data stream before it solidified. He looked at the red-robed commander who was facing him with his head lowered. His Adam's apple moved, and the words of commendation finally turned into a sigh.

"Thank you for your hard work this season!" (End of this chapter)