The old maglev train brings up a stream of yellow sand in the howling wilderness.
In the dim car, the recruits sat together one by one. This was their first time on the battlefield. In the words of the bald instructor, they were going to see blood and feel the atmosphere of the battlefield. Don’t get it wrong, they were not going to fight.
, but to kill insects. This is a more terrifying and disgusting thing than killing people.
In the Civilization Crisis War eight hundred years ago, mankind's biggest opponents were these bastards who are still alive today. Although they were also maimed by humans, humans paid more. The Federation in name only, between the planets
The connection with them has been basically equivalent to nothing. As for some other things, they were almost destroyed in that disaster.
What is left now is just some old capital. But fortunately, where there is destruction, there is new life.
Ancient martial arts, immortals, Shinto, supernatural powers, vampires, werewolves, monsters... A large group of weird things called awakeners have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.
In order to distinguish these chaotic systems, after more than 300 years, we finally managed to distinguish four levels and twelve levels, heaven, earth, human and primary levels.
Dongchen, who is now heartless and dozing in the corner of the car, is the elementary level three, a level that a human can reach. Moreover, he has been stuck at this useless level for a long, long time, so long that he himself
Neither wants to remember.
"Aren't you scared?" Tarot, who was standing next to Dongchen, nervously held the Abreden Type III assault rifle, looking indescribably frightened.
"Relax, you will follow me if you are afraid soon."
"Ah...ha...Follow you? Are you going to die with me?" As the black man nicknamed Orangutan spoke, all the soldiers in the car started to laugh.
"Dongchen, Tarot, if you two losers promise to wash my underwear for a month, I will allow you to follow me. How about it? I am the first place in the new corps competition." A white man stood up with an extremely crazy expression.
proud.
Dongchen still closed his eyes and clamped Tarot's shirt between his right fingers: "No1, a warrior as powerful as you must be at the front. The two of us can't hinder your meritorious service. I believe you will fight in this battle."
We will definitely be able to kill enough bugs to break away from the new regiment and have the treatment of formal regiment members. It is better for Tarot and I to stay in the back, where we will be safe."
"Hahaha, rubbish is rubbish. But because you speak nicely, I will let you go this time. As a formal member, that is my decision."
"Unofficial decision?" He sneered in his heart, Dongchen opened his eyes slightly and looked at the white man as if he were looking at a dead person.
If you want to kill someone, you must first make them crazy.
Two hours passed in a flash. Just when Dongchen was about to fall asleep, the old maglev train gradually began to slow down until it landed on the ground with a thud. There was a creaking electronic noise for a moment, and the bald instructor's voice came from the speakers.
He yelled and cursed: "Three minutes, you only have three minutes. If anyone doesn't come out to gather within three minutes, I will shoot him."
After some hesitation, Dongchen was the last one to step out of the car. Tarot urged anxiously: "Hurry up, or you'll be shot if you wait any longer."
"Don't worry, that bald man means that he won't actually shoot." After all, he was afraid of something unexpected. Therefore, Dongchen still speeded up his pace. In the bald instructor's cannibalistic eyes,
I returned to the team at the last second.
"The time is up, you bastards are still qualified. But, let me tell you, you are just a bunch of losers. Remember your identity, you are just here to clean up the battlefield this time. The guns in your hands can only kill the bugs that have slipped through the net, I
Don’t want to hear it sound any other time, got it?”
"I understand, instructor."
Weakly, he followed the recruits and opened his mouth. Dongchen led Tarot onto the battlefield. After looking around, he pulled Tarot and walked back.
Dongchen's unusual behavior attracted the attention of the team leader.
"Stop, what do you two want to do?"
"Sir, I'm looking for a sniper point." Dongchen answered calmly, raising the Gauss sniper rifle in his hand.
The team leader looked at Dongchen carefully and then looked at Tarot aside: "Is he also a sniper?"
"No, he's my chosen deputy, sir."
Tarot sweated and looked at the team leader who was leaving, and exhaled loudly: "Dongchen scared me to death, are we still going back? If someone were to accuse someone of running away before the war, that would be a big deal.
Beheaded."
"Keep it in mind, snipers have the right to freely choose their sniper positions."
When Dongchen entered the recruit training camp, the first thing he did was read all the rules. The reason why he chose the sniper rifle was not because of its power, but because of the conditions attached to it.
"If you want to live a long time, you can't just use force." Continuing to look for a safe place, Dongchen took the time to glance at No. 1 and the chimpanzee at the front of the position, and the corner of his mouth curved in an evil arc.
In the distance, a streak of khaki sand rushed over.
Brand-new vehicles, tall machine guns. They are the protagonists of this war against insects. Dongchen removed the sniper scope and did not use it directly because he was afraid of causing misunderstanding.
Observing through the guest version of the telescope, Dong Chen discovered that this operation was really not a small scene. Not only were the wolves and vampires participating, but also the government army's reformers were dispatched. In addition, Dong Chen also found a bunch of vehicles carrying crosses.
, don’t think that it is some kind of medical vehicle, that thing is the symbol of the Holy Cross Church.
Scar Man and Christina staggered in late. As upper-level members of the Blood and Rose Mercenary Group, they deliberately walked around the position. Dongchen took Tarot and lay down behind a dirt bag, praying in his heart.
Unfortunately, there are some things that you just can't hide from.
"Hi, antique. It's really hard to find it in this place."
A pair of beautiful and slender legs appeared in front of him. Dongchen got up speechlessly and stretched out his arms in an appointed manner: "Stop pumping."
"So good."
Feeling a slight sting and the pleasure of blood flowing out, Dongchen looked at Christina who had beautifully drained a large tube of her own blood and left, gritted his teeth and lay down.
"You...you...she..." Tarot pointed at Dongchen and then at Christina who was leaving, her eyes rounded.
Dongchen glared at him angrily: "What are you thinking about? You might as well relax a bit while you have this time."
The sound of the wind blowing through the yellow sand was whistling. Dongchen, who was resting silently, suddenly thought of a question: "What card did you draw yesterday?"
Tarot's hand holding the rifle tightened: "That..."
Boom! Boom boom...
A sudden violent explosion interrupted Tarot's next words. Dongchen cautiously revealed half of his head from behind the mound. In the distance, the sky-high artillery fire and the trajectory of bullets piercing the air were connected.
Lifting up the sniper scope, Dongchen finally saw the bug with his own eyes.
All kinds of big bugs, which are earthy yellow and about the same color as sand, are like boundless sea langs, rushing from the sky despite the baptism of gunfire. Broken limbs and broken arms fly everywhere, and dark green blood splashes everywhere. The sticky, whistling,
The liquid mixed with yellow sand was so disgusting, so disgusting. Dongchen covered his tumbling stomach and finally understood why the bald instructor said that killing insects was more difficult than killing people.
After the first wave of firepower was poured out, all the major forces rushed forward. In this era of lack of energy, hand-to-hand combat is the real ruler of the battlefield.
Werewolves were running wildly on the ground, while vampires were escorting them from above. What was clearly distinguishable from the two groups was a group of Holy Cross Cult soldiers wearing full body armor. Behind them, a group of strangely transformed government soldiers moved forward silently. The major mercenary groups were
Scatter around them and prepare to pick up bargains.
Dongchen threw the sniper scope to Tarot: "Take it and be careful. I'll take a nap first."
As he hurriedly caught the sniper scope, Tarot almost cried: "My uncle, what time has it been? Do you still have the heart to sleep?"
"Don't make any noise, just keep watch." Dongchen moved his body, found a comfortable position and squinted his eyes.
Maybe God was angry with him for doing this, so Dongchen was forced to wake up after a short time. This unlucky child was not woken up by Tarot, he was woken up by the ground shaking to the sky, falling down and falling.
Rubbing his painful back, Dongchen stood up and his eyes widened. "Fire-breathing bug! How could such a thing appear here?"
He looked at the large pit in front of the position with wonder, and at the monster that emerged from the ground like a hill. In a daze, a figure flew over and knocked the equally stunned Tarot to the ground.
The performer was Christina. Her left side of the abdomen was bleeding, and her pale face was twisted together in pain, giving her a morbid beauty.
Dongchen pushed her aside without any pity.
Tarot was vomiting blood and his face was ashen. Like Dongchen, he was only at the elementary level three. If someone at this level were hit from high in the sky, there really wasn't much hope of surviving.
"Tarot, how are you?"
Cough...cough...
Struggling to take out a card from his coat pocket, Tarot smiled with difficulty: "You... you didn't... didn't you want to ask me what card... I drew yesterday? What I drew was...
…is the god of death.”
The blood-stained page features a skeleton wearing armor, holding a scythe, and riding a flaming horse, roaring ferociously.
"I really didn't expect that I... I was actually beaten to death by a beautiful woman. Tell me, my death was very... very... great!" A red light emerged in the flashback, and Tarot grabbed Dongchen's arm.
: "Thank you, thank you for taking care of me during this time. It's a pity that I can't accompany you on this journey."
"Stop talking."
"No...let me finish. You know, I don't have much time." The blood-stained Tarot cards were stuffed into Dongchen's hands, and Tarot's eyes lit up: "Although the God of Death is the most deadly of all cards,
But that doesn’t mean there’s no chance. Dongchen, no matter what, fight...fight hard."
Closing his eyes tightly, Dongchen held the Tarot cards tightly. He felt very uncomfortable about the Gypsy boy's departure. His death was unjust.
"You idiot, if you don't want him to die, just help me up." Christina, who had just recovered her breath, snorted angrily.
"Can he still be saved?" Dongchen turned his head in surprise.
"I don't have the strength, so I said, you do it."
"Say." Dongchen answered decisively.
"Open my coat pocket."
Dongchen stretched out his hand.
"Asshole, what are you touching?" Christina was angry when her chest was attacked.
"You're talking about jacket pockets!" Dongchen was also angry.
"Hurry up." Christina's face turned red and blue.
After fumbling around, he took out a blue crystal. Dongchen recognized this thing, it was Jingyuan. Now whether it is bugs, mutated beasts, or even some humans, this kind of thing will be condensed in the body. Purple, red, blue, white, black, black
The worst, purple is the best. Dongchen looked at Christina, not understanding what she meant.
"In addition to using the crystal as energy, it can also be used to absorb it. Of course, it must be high-end. Black and white are useless. If you insert this blue crystal into his heart, it depends on his luck whether he can survive.
.”
"Insert into the heart?" Dongchen's voice suddenly raised three notes.
Turning her green cat eyes, Christina looked at Dongchen as if she were looking at an idiot: "If you don't fuck me, you'll be dead. If you fuck me, there's a 3% chance of surviving. And maybe it'll be a blessing in disguise."
.Let me tell you, if I hadn’t smashed this idiot to death, do you think I would have given him this crystal?”
Dongchen stared at Christina for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'll do it."
The blue crystal pillar pierced the chest, and Tarot stood up as if he had been shocked by electricity, and then his eyes widened and went limp.
"Damn, what's going on?" Shaking Christina crazily, Dongchen's eyes were blood red.
"You...let it go, you bastard, that crystal hasn't worked yet. Let it go, let it go."
Christina, who was clutching her abdominal wound tightly and almost fainted, stared at Dongchen fiercely, wishing she could bite him to death.
"Okay, let's wait for it to work. Now, I'll deal with that monster."
Christina's eyes straightened, and she looked at Dongchen blankly: "You want to kill the fire-breathing bugs? Are you crazy?"
"I'm not crazy." He carefully put the Death Card into his breast pocket. Dongchen looked at the big guy who was ten meters tall in the distance and narrowed his eyes: "If we don't try hard, do you think we still have a way to survive? But
,Before that, we have to do one thing first.”
Looking at Christina with strange eyes, Dongchen's eyes slowly slid from her charming and beautiful face to her swollen breasts, and then all the way down to between her straight legs: "Take off your pants first."