The same goes for Xiao Yue, who is lying next to him.
The thick haze had dissipated a lot. The two of them held telescopes in their hands and stared intently at the battlefield covered by artillery fire.
If the previous round of artillery fire coverage only gave him a shock at the Firepower of the Heart of Steel, then this frontal battlefield battle simply subverted his understanding of people.
Are those guys...really still human?
He had never seen a human soldier who could fight mutants back and forth in hand-to-hand combat.
At this moment, he saw with his own eyes a guy wearing a heavy exoskeleton, using a chain saw to split the two-meter-tall prosthetic mutant in half, and then smoothly taking out a shotgun he picked up and blasting it.
Smashed a green guy's head.
What was even more incredible to him was that the beasts were actually starting to get scared. Yes.
The expressions of fear clearly appeared on the faces of the demons
He couldn't even believe his eyes - the beasts that worshiped death and killing were actually frightened by a group of guys who were even more desperate.
The sun is really coming out in the west!
"...It seems Brother Ji has already taken care of it." Fang Chang, who put away the telescope in his hand and stood not far from the two of them, said calmly.
The battle itself is no longer suspense.
In the past, Brother Chicken with more than 20 brothers could resist a thousand-man army. Now, 120 fully equipped heavy infantry can deal with a group of guys who were crippled by bombs. If this can still turn over, I can delete my account and practice again.
.
Even though this group of guys is much stronger than the previous group.
But in the end, a beast is still a beast. Even if it uses human weapons and learns human tactics, it still cannot change its savagery in its core.
The only suspense now is how many heads Brother Chicken has chopped off. The idle guys on the official website started a game and asked him to be the referee.
Unfortunately, the view here is not good and we can only see the general outline.
At that time, you still have to ask Brother Chicken himself how many he has killed.
Xiao Yue swallowed, got up from the ground, looked at Fang Chang aside, and couldn't help but ask.
"Um...are those people the Burning Legion?" If they are those guys...
He didn't think it was too strange to be able to capture a monster like the Heart of Steel.
Fang Chang was stunned for a moment, scratched the back of his head, and said with a smile.
"You said they...those guys are brothers from the Jungle Corps, although they are also a bunch of ruthless people."
Jungle Corps?
Li Jinrong and Xiao Yue looked at each other in confusion, exchanging the confusion in each other's eyes, and a trace of shock gradually appeared on their faces.
He vaguely heard from merchants from the north that in addition to the Burning Corps, the Alliance's ace in the war with the Legion in the Luoxia Province also included the Storm, Death, Skeleton and other Corps. However, he had never heard of the Jungle Corps.
Name taboo.
A little-known regiment can have such combat effectiveness...
How awesome must the legendary Burning Legion be?
But speaking of it, the man in front of him seemed to be from the Burning Legion.
Probably thinking of this incident, the two NPCs looked at Fang Chang differently.
Xiao Yue gave Li Jinrong an excited look. Haiya Province is saved!'
Li Jinrong also nodded excitedly.
'Um!'
With such a powerful neighbor as an ally, why worry about not being able to regain Haiya Province!
He finally saw hope of realizing his ambition to expel those evil believers from his hometown!
On the other side, next to the abandoned water tank, the hunters who came from Hope Town stared at the dusty battlefield in stunned silence.
The terrain here is relatively high, and the view is better. You can see the center of the battlefield that Fang Chang and his group cannot see.
I saw the green-skinned monster with teeth and claws stabbed through the chest by a long and thick chain saw, and the blood and
The minced meat was thrown several meters high by the rolling saw blade.
The sun shines through the increasingly thin gray-green dust haze, forming a vaguely colorful bridge in the swaying blood mist.
Standing in front of the green-skinned monster, the ruthless man with his left arm raised was covered in blood, mixed with the blood-stained steel armor.
Liu Youxiong was stunned, his mouth opened wide, he couldn't close his chin, and he couldn't believe his eyes.
It took him a while before he managed to squeeze out a sentence from his frozen throat.
".....Won?"
A human... let's call him a human, actually killed a cybernetic mutant in a one-on-one fight!
And from the looks of it, the guy he killed seemed to be a mutant centurion or even a leader of thousands.
Gradually, the disbelief etched in those eyes turned into the color of admiration.
At this time, an aging voice sounded in his ears. "Are you envious?"
Liu Youxiong was startled and looked aside hurriedly. However, there was nothing next to the rusty guardrail.
The voice seemed to be in his mind. He swallowed and answered truthfully, "I... am quite envious."
The air was quiet for a while.
Just when he awkwardly thought he had hallucinated something, to his surprise, the voice came back again.
"Poor guy..."
There was a hint of pity in the voice, but Liu Youxiong did not feel any comfort and muttered with his head lowered.
"You don't need to tell me, I know."
What Hope Town lacks the most is hope. Being born there is definitely bad luck for eight lifetimes. No one needs to tell him that he knows this.
His father was eaten by a bear, so his mother named him after a bear and told him to always be wary of wild bears in the forest.
However, when he picked up the shotgun and walked outside the village, he discovered that a few wild bears were not dangerous at all. Monsters more terrifying than that were everywhere in the wasteland.
But he had to go out.
The only thing his father passed down to him was the shotgun that often misfired, and he had no other skills. If he didn't go hunting, he would starve to death.
The voice was silent for a while, seeming to be thinking.
After a moment, the old voice continued.
"What would you do if you had that power?"
Liu Youxiong answered almost without hesitation.
"earn a lot of money!"
He heard that those mercenaries were very profitable. Whether it was golden coins or those colorful pieces of paper, they could exchange for many things that he couldn't exchange for prey.
But he doesn't have the ability to fight, nor does he have those sophisticated weapons.
If he had that much power...
I guess I can be like those mercenaries sitting in the Grizzly Bear and Street Lamp Tavern, eating meat and drinking wine.
In his opinion, that is how people live.
The voice did not laugh at his ideals, but continued to ask calmly.
"Then what?"
Liu Youxiong was stunned for a moment.
"Then...buy a piece of land?"
The voice continued to ask.
"What happens next?"
Liu Youxiong was a little annoyed by the question. Since this guy could appear out of thin air in his mind, why not pry open his brain and take a look?
"How can there be so many and then..."
He didn't want to cooperate with that pretentious guy anymore, but unfortunately, he couldn't find the button to turn off the sound.
The voice ignored his worries and continued talking to itself.
"The strong eat the weak, and once the weak have power, they will not think about ending this wasteland, but become the next cannibal... I have learned about your past, and I understand
Going through the past of Boulder City, we would search for those few places wherever we went.
It is almost impossible to exist, but it is a pity that what we see are things uglier than beasts. Guys who should live like humans put themselves and others
They all turned into forest animals."
Gradually unable to understand what the man said, Liu Youxiong swallowed.
"who are you...."
"I....."
The man paused for a while, seemingly hesitating whether to say his name, but finally said it calmly.
"It's Luo Gan."
Usually he would tell mortals that he is the Son and the apostles that he is the forerunner, because this can save unnecessary and cumbersome explanations.
Unknowingly, he himself also took on the role of a god, using divinity instead of humanity to think about everything.
However, at this moment, he changed his mind.
They relied on the technology left over from the People's Alliance era to build an almost perfect system for that great plan, and sacrificed themselves first before sacrificing others, in exchange for eternal time to ensure that the plan could be implemented step by step.
But the irony is that I, who should have made the least mistake, felt a little shaken in my heart at the last moment.
Is it really necessary to tear down the entire house just to stop a rat from sneaking into the house?
What shook his heart was not the ridicule of the league manager, but the fact that he sincerely looked down on those who had trouble treating people.
Practicalist.
They seem to solve every problem step by step, but they never get to the core of the problem.
The administrators of that alliance were no greater than the original administrators of Boulder City, but what became of that settlement afterwards?
Singularity City is no different.
I don’t know from which day, the lofty ideal of saving everyone, relying on the heaven and the earth rather than relying on oneself, compromised with reality and became another unimagined appearance. Those guys are not even as good as the nobles of Boulder City, at least those who are human models
Dog-like guys don't use stew pots when they eat people.
The Torch Church's approach may be a bit extreme, but Luo Gan feels that compared to the real Torch Plan thought up by the elites before the war, they are much more benevolent.
At least, they don't plan to kill all life on this planet to create a pure paradise.
They truly intend to save everyone, make human beings a higher being, and completely eliminate the wasteland.
Luo Gan had no doubt that he was doing the right thing, and he didn't care at all about the cynicism of those guys who didn't understand anything.
However, just when he was about to cut off the voice with his own hands, he thought of the little girl lying in a pool of blood.
He left many chips in this parish, but only that
One of them was special to him. He split his divinity into countless parts and scattered them across this land, but left the only humanity to her.
When the chip carrying the memory of death was reactivated and the cut data flowed back into his body, his soul finally trembled uncontrollably.
The lingering voice echoing in his ears tortured him repeatedly.
In the past twenty years, they have sacrificed lives step by step in batches. Compared with the demons and monsters in the wasteland, which one is more?
At that moment, Luo Gan suddenly discovered that on the road leading to Utopia, he seemed to have become a part of this wasteland.
This is a weight that cannot be measured at all...
There is still one last step before the Kingdom of Heaven comes, and the alliance does not seem to realize what this fog means.
But at the end, he couldn't take action anymore. He wanted to ask ordinary people's opinions as Luo Gan. As a human being, not a god.
This is something he hasn't done in a long time.
"...Luo Gan?" Liu Youxiong looked confused when he heard that name.
He has never heard of this name, but he vaguely remembers it
Where have you heard it.
Is it from the pastor or the mayor? Luo Gan
He didn't care and asked patiently, "Why do you believe in the torch?" Liu Youxiong scratched his head in confusion.
"I... don't know. In fact, I have believed in the big-antlered deer god before, but the big shots in town told us that if we believe in this, mutants won't bully us, so we believed in it."
yes.
It was to avoid being bullied by mutants. He almost forgot!
Liu Youxiong felt a fire in his heart.
He felt cheated because things were nothing like the guys said.
Those green-skinned guys didn't care at all about what they believed or didn't believe, and the aloof Holy Son didn't even care about them. Instead, he used divine punishment to intimidate them. Was it deception or their wavering that came first?
He is just a hunter. Why must he go to that heaven? Is there anything wrong in wanting to live a better life after gaining strength? It must be wrong that the day was blue and the clouds were white!
Luo Gan didn't pay attention to his anger and continued to ask calmly.
"Then do you want to go to the heaven described by the Son?"
Liu Youxiong didn't have any good impression of the Holy Son anymore, so he didn't dare to curse out loud, but he still couldn't help but sneer and sneer.
"What is heaven? Ha, you mean this piece of fog that smells rancid? If that place is as foggy as here, I really pity the people who live there!"
He waited for a long time but didn't hear a response, and he couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart.
That Luo Gan...
Could he be an apostle sent by the Holy Son? Could he be a whistleblower?
Uneasy in the silent atmosphere, a drop of cold sweat slowly ran across Liu Youxiong's forehead.
At this time, a gentle sigh came from his ear. "I know."
Sure enough, my practice is not enough...
Luo Gan thought silently in his heart and left his side.
"What do you know?"
Listening to those meaningless words, Liu Youxiong looked around blankly, but he couldn't see anything but empty ruins.
Saw a figure.
He was convinced that he was not crazy.
Someone did come here, but after not getting his approval, he seemed to leave disappointed.
It's like I've never been here before... right in the center of the battlefield.
Looking at the chain saw inserted into his chest, Kulu slowly raised his stiff neck and looked at the iron lump standing in front of him.
The guy's condition wasn't that good either. He had been fighting for dozens of rounds. The blood-soaked armor was covered with dents and cracks, and the chain saw in his hand was only missing. A little bit can split this guy in half.
However, this was not even a comfort to him.
As a warrior named by the leader, he lost to a human.
And it is because of the strength and courage that he is most proud of. Tonight he will probably become the laughing stock of all the tribesmen.
The corner of Kulu's mouth opened in a cruel arc, staring at the helmet with only a crack left, and said in a hoarse voice.
"May I have your name?"
"Twenty-one."
The eyes under the helmet looked at him ruthlessly, and this dull answer drifted out from the only gap.
Kulu didn't understand what he was talking about, so he just thought it was self-reporting.
Lowering his green-to-black head, he muttered, "Twenty-one...?"
He will remember this name.
When he goes to the kingdom of the dead, he will wait for this guy to come down, and then have a good fight with him...
Next time, he will definitely not lose. Stab!
With a heart-wrenching creaking sound, the bones and flesh were thrown into the sky by the rolling saw blade.
Midnight Killer, a man of few words, suddenly raised the chain saw welded to his left arm and cut Kulu into two pieces from his chest to his shoulders.
The burly and majestic body hit the ground heavily, and the blood that gushed out quickly seeped into the muddy black soil.
Seeing the captain die at the hands of that human, the remaining mutants finally could no longer hold back the panic in their hearts.
Just like when they came howling, they were beaten all over and bruised, and they headed toward the urban area of Jinhe City as if they were lifeless.
flee.
These guys are not human at all--
It's the devil!
And this also accelerated their collapse!
"Crush them!"
Midnight Killer roared loudly, straightened the 19 barrel of the gun in his right arm, removed the jammed ammunition feeder and inserted an explosive bomb.
boom--!
A mutant soldier was shot in the back, and dazzling sparks came out of its chest. The guy didn't even have time to scream, and was pushed to the ground without a word by the ferocious destructive force.
"Flush them!"
"Want to run? There's no way!"
"Ouch!"
Other players covered in blood also picked up the bolters thrown aside, changed their magazines and fired at the fleeing mutant.
Tracers danced on the muddy battlefield, and the players firing and advancing were like meat grinders.
Under the baptism of bullets, the last dozens of mutant soldiers were killed one by one, and soon there was no one left. The battle was completely over.
Everyone began to count the casualties.
There were one hundred and twenty of them when they came, but now there are still ninety-seven of them left, and only twenty-three of the unlucky brothers died at the hands of the mutants.
As for how many they killed, most players no longer remember, and can only roughly estimate that there were five or six hundred.
There is no doubt that this is a hearty victory!
Not only did they severely defeat the arrogance of those green-skinned guys, they also proved to the survivors on this land that those beasts were not invincible!
Cheers of victory resounded on the battlefield.
"Brother Chicken is awesome!"
"Hahaha, it's so cool!"
"Brother! Do we have a chance to promote the PV?" "One shot is fine!"
"Damn it, I'm so fierce, but I only have one shot??"
"Damn! Aren't you satisfied with just one shot?"
"The main reason is that there are too many ruthless people in this server, and a one-minute PV is not enough. Let the dog--ahem, let the planner make the video longer."
Watching the brothers cheering for victory, killing chickens at midnight, and walking up to the Picheng paratroopers, little bookworms, and the buddies who were working on the ground.
High five.
Before he could take a breath, the model worker asked excitedly.
"How about brothers? How many are there?"
He also participated in the gambling game on the forum, and only bet two hundred silver coins. Brother Gambling Chicken would definitely break the previous record this time.
Brother Killer's strength is obvious to everyone.
Although it was considered a favorable situation this time, and the few remaining heads were not enough for more than a hundred brothers, this guy never took command when fighting, and rushed faster than anyone else.
There is still hope to break the record of sixteen kills!
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Midnight Killer, who had regained his senses, smiled honestly, raised the turned off chain saw and rubbed his helmet.
"Just broke the record."
And it broke all the records of Jun Jun.
This time he was really happy!
Heart of Steel, the entrance to the infirmary.
Chu Guang, standing outside the corridor, looked past the porthole on one side and looked down at the gray-green haze in the distance.
Although the situation on the surface cannot be seen clearly from here, in every battle there are always players who are seriously injured and find it troublesome to repair themselves.
Just now, he had already learned the outcome of this battle in advance from the posts of those players through the official website forum.
Those players are his eyes.
Can see for him the places that he can't see
square.
Walking behind him, Hanshuang, who usually looked not very smart, now lowered his head with a heavy look on his face.
"Sorry...we tried our best."
Chu Guang, who turned his back to it, sighed softly.
"Don't blame yourself...we have done everything we can."
After Yinyin was shot, the players stationed there immediately called for the Viper transport plane and, accompanied by Chen Yutong, sent her to the airship.
Although the little girl was not a citizen of the alliance, it was the players' wish that she get better. Chu Guang also attached great importance to this and immediately contacted the medical staff sent by the company to the ship to rescue her.
Unfortunately, she had lost her heartbeat when she got off the plane, and even emergency replacement of bionic organs could not save her.
He is a person who doesn't like to express his anger in words, and he doesn't sympathize with the farmer who brought it upon himself.
However, after seeing the bloodless face, he couldn't help but let the solar eclipse activate the chip in her head, turning that
A guy hiding in the sanctuary cursed.
Hanshuang faced Chu Guang's back in silence, rarely saying a word.
It still cannot understand what kind of plan requires the sacrifice of tens of thousands of people to complete.
And when Chu Guang told her that this number was only what they saw, and those who didn't see it didn't know how many zeros had to be added, it almost couldn't believe what he said.
Is this the conclusion humans come to after thinking to no avail?
This is different from a simple war.
Even if it cannot agree with it, it can at least understand what the Legion wants to do, and these guys are stubbornly doing something that it cannot understand anyway.
Hanshuang was a little confused for a while.
Xiao Qi, who was sitting on Chu Guang's shoulder, remained silent.
It can sense that its owner is not in a good mood, but it doesn't know what to say and can only stay by his side quietly.
At this time, the door of the infirmary suddenly opened, and the expressionless Sun Eclipse walked out of the room.
Chu Guang looked at it and was about to ask what the situation was now, but Sun Eclipse walked up to the two of them and spoke first. "She is dead."
Hearing its announcement of death, Chu Guang was not surprised at all and just sighed softly.
"I see."
Hanshuang's face was filled with sadness.
Sun Eclipse continued to look at Chu Guang expressionlessly, his pupils flickering slightly.