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Chapter 395 Crush them!

 Volley.

It turned into a sword that broke the speed of sound.

It's like the huge sound wave caused by a fighter jet traveling at supersonic speed at low altitude.

The [Duan Wanghou] at this moment was clearly that fighter plane. Under it, at a distance of ten meters, the earth was plowed out of thin air, creating earth-shattering waves.

With a speed exceeding 450 meters/second, the blade instantly flew over a distance of 200 meters and penetrated straight into the hill that was already full of cracks.

In the field at this moment, the stronger the strength, the more shocked you can feel at this moment.

Everyone seemed to be watching a silent black-and-white movie from a century ago.

Before the sound could reach his ears, he could already see the small mountain that collapsed instantly in his field of vision.

This is a quiet scene.

How fast the white waves sink into the front of the mountain, how fast they fly out from behind the mountain.

It is very similar to the scene when the military tests a new type of ground-penetrating missile, but the power is several times higher.

One second later...

boom!

Violent vibrations swept through with a spreading shock wave.

The mere debris that flew away actually scratched sparks on the surfaces of those constructed mechas.

The slightly weaker sergeant was knocked back several steps.

The yellow sand covers the sky and the sun.

Dust comes and goes quickly.

Liu Chenjiang stood on the same spot from beginning to end, like a petrified sculpture, looking ahead without blinking.

Behind him, twenty-four people lowered their shielding arms.

Everyone also saw the shocking scene that was regarded as a miracle.

The mist within two hundred meters seemed to have evaporated, and it was impossibly pure.

At the end of the clear field of vision, that is...

A flattened mountain.

As for the roars and roars, they all disappeared.

Buzz…

There was a gentle vibration in the air.

Lu Ze stretched out the five fingers of his right hand and gently grasped them forward.

The spun and rebounded Broken Prince fell smoothly into the palm of your hand.

Lu Ze stood in mid-air, looking down at the earth calmly.

The hundreds of zombies seemed to have lost their thoughts at this moment, their eyes showing confusion and even slight confusion.

Because they felt that the aura of the leader in the community had disappeared.

So the orders from the leader naturally disappeared.

At this moment, the endless accumulation of power from the sky began to attack in waves, carrying a strong sense of pressure.

This gave the zombies a hint of instinctive fear.

"Where are those two guys..."

Zhou Zhong opened his eyes hard and murmured in disbelief.

"Nature has returned to the earth."

Lu Ze's eyelids were drooped, his wrist was twisted upside down, and the tip of the knife was pointed upward.

Among the clouds in the sky, a rotating black shadow fell.

It's the scabbard that was thrown up earlier.

It was like a scene that had been rehearsed for thousands of times. Just as Lu Ze twisted the handle of the knife backwards at will, the scabbard was inserted accurately.

At this moment, Colonel Kong Yan at Junshui Base seemed to hear the sound of jaws being dislocated around him.

The huge battlefield left me speechless for a long time.

Even the hoo-hoo sounds of those crazy zombies have become much quieter.

...Rumble.

Large amounts of smoke and dust floated in the distance.

The twenty-four surviving tribesmen turned back at the same time.

The soldiers still alive at this moment are at least 5-star warriors and above. Naturally, they can easily distinguish these sounds, which are clearly the sounds of some kind of creature stepping on the ground.

Heavy and violent.

So, is this another batch of mist creatures about to break out?

"Enemy... Da Qin Shi?"

The sergeant who was about to shout a reminder suddenly stopped.

The crowd stared blankly at those burly and solemn figures.

This is... too exaggerated!

The top-notch mecha Daqinshi from the Jiangnan Military Region, dressed in black, carrying a halberd, unexpectedly rushed towards him on a group of powerful giant rhinos.

There were only a few dozen people, but they managed to break out of an army of thousands.

Moreover, the terrifying horns of those giant rhinoceros were actually glowing with a fiery luster.

It's like moonlight, with the texture of lava.

This is an oxen cavalry formation, no...

It's Rhino Trooper!

besides……

Who is the man sitting on the back of the rhinoceros, holding the guitar?

When they looked at each other, the other person also looked at them.

Then the sergeant at Junshui Base keenly noticed that the "guitar player" trembled.

So did the mist alienate these Daqinshi mechas, or did the Jiangnan War Zone provide another batch of biological mounts?

Where did this immortal team come from?

This thought-provoking philosophical question actually lingered deeply in the minds of the sergeants, making them almost forget the environment they were in at this moment.

"Ho ho..."

Some chaotic groups of zombies seemed to be stimulated after hearing the roaring sound, and they began to greedily absorb the breath of the fog.

The familiar feeling of oppression once again spread to everyone.

However, just at the moment when the transmission triggered the body's instinctive reaction, the figure in the sky violently stepped through the solid air wave mirror.

People seemed to hear the sound of broken mirrors.

They saw the figure descending from the sky and stepped on the head of the zombie at the front.

There was no sign of any resistance from the mysterious zombie.

Or maybe that zombie really wanted to resist, just because Lu Ze's pedal was too fast and too powerful.

The mysterious corpse wearing the uniform of an overseas mercenary group was directly exploded into ashes.

What's more, even the air waves that should have been raised by the explosion were suppressed.

That mysterious zombie enjoyed the same treatment as the Chibi VI rocket.

Perfect burial!

Lu Ze's heels finally landed, ten meters in front of him.

A forty-meter-high dust wave exploded, like a dam cutting across the river, blocking out the zombies.

Amidst the falling dust, Lu Ze raised his head with his hands behind his hands, his voice cold.

"Where is Shang Nan!"

The voice carried majesty, spread across the battlefield, passed over the heads of the Junshui tribe, and spread over the group of rhinoceros cavalry in an arrow formation.

The leader of the Daqin Shi pilot raised his head when he heard the words, his face covered with cold black armor, and his whole body was filled with a steely aura of indifference.

Cui Zhao raised the halberd in his hand, and blue-purple electric arcs shone on the halberd, giving off a daunting coldness.

"--exist!"

Cui Zhao spoke, and everyone behind him roared in unison.

Behind the visor are thirty pairs of blazing gazes.

At this moment, even the moon-white giant rhinoceros, which was larger than the main battle tank, roared at the same time.

【This is the Shangnan people!?】

The impassioned roar shocked the surviving members of Junshui who were thinking hard.

This group of Daqinshi mechas riding giant rhinos, this iron cavalry with a strong aura like mountains, turned out to be the Shangnan people!

this moment.

The rising waves of smoke and dust will eventually fall, but Lu Ze turns around calmly in the smoke and dust, turning his back to the thousands of corpses, looking at the billowing torrent of iron cavalry, his eyes are cold and forbidding.

The sound bloomed like thunder under the sky.

"Crush them."

Lu Ze stepped forward and returned to the formation.

Cui Zhao and others' eyes instantly turned red, and their halberds were raised high.

There was another roar in unison.

Cui Zhao's voice is like a lion.

"charge--"

Boom boom!

The giant rhinoceros tramples the earth and arrives.

The torrent of steel stabbed heavily into the zombie community like a sharp knife.

It's like the magnificent scene of a heavy cavalry charge hundreds of years ago, with the iron-blooded and domineering look of the cold weapon era.

That kind of scene that transcends the torrent of history makes people feel cold all over, but...

passionate!


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