Age of Collapse

The ink bones looked at the political commissar with the dark eyes, took the two long swords at the waist and gently put them on the table. They smiled and said, "Comrades of the political commissar, have you been able to survive the past few years?"

The political commissar did not answer the question of ink bones. He just silently took out two teacups, soaked two cups of tea, gave himself a cup, gave a cup of ink to his bones, and said savvyly, "I have been insomnia for a few days, I am worried about you." 'When I climbed up, it seems that Xuchang’s wall still can’t stop you, even if I add three times to guard.”

"Crow" is not a nickname for the individual bones, but a nickname for the members of the next squad of the eagle squad. The name of this team is called "ghost", which is the same as "the camp" and the "wolf group". One of the four major combat troops of the Eagles.

The wolves, the fast-moving soldiers, are responsible for the battlefield roundabout, interspersed, support the trapped troops, block the enemy's back road, split the battlefield formation, the night-running Bailiqi attack and so on.

In the camp, attacking and slamming, rushing forward on the battlefield, tearing the line of defense, killing the enemy's stable deployment, mobilizing its morale and shaking its military power.

These two units used to cooperate with each other in the past. Generally, the camps broke through the formation, and the wolves immediately flanked each other and surrounded the enemy's scattered soldiers, making it difficult to walk and annihilate one by one.

Or it is to learn from the "offensive mechanics" of the German Third Empire, Rommel, the side of the wolves hit the enemy's back, so that their formations are loose, and then sent to the camp to crush.

However, the war is not all facing the frontal battlefield. For example, Xuchang’s gold soup is fixed, the airdrop units cannot be invaded, and it is impossible for the camp to rush to the city gate. The wolves do not have an entry point for combat. Frontal combat can only be a meaningless suicide.

In this way, it is the debut of these "crows" in the ghost.

The crows are dressed in black clothing at night. These clothes are made of special materials. They can remove the temperature of the stickers and keep the wearer's body temperature at a low level, making it difficult to capture by modern observation instruments. The conditions are also doomed to the highest demand for crows.

The time when the ghosts are dispatched is usually at night, and it is the most deadly at night. When people are sleepy, they will quietly approach the city, hooked up to the city with ropes or claws, and some evolvers specially exchange the ability or pedigree suitable for sneak in the cube. .

For example, the ghost's chief crow ink bone, the level of the elf blood, the light as the Yan, and the "refraction" ability, in a short time can let the light into the scene through the optical effect, and shield all smells, let alone human, even if there is training The military dogs, and even the instruments that specialize in detecting spies, cannot be captured.

This kind of person led the team to touch it, and it was such a late night that people were sleepy. It was really difficult to stop.

Seeing that the ink bones did not speak, the political commissar calmly drank a cup of tea that had already become cold and said, "When did you launch the general attack?"

The sound of the ink bones is cold and biting. "When you land,"

The political commissar knew that he could not escape this robbery. He was a military commander. It was impossible to escape from the ink bones at this distance. Even if the guards from other places were called for help, the guards came before his body. It is estimated that it is cold. It is no exaggeration to say that he is already half dead.

"Ink bones, I am also an old friend with cold." The political commissar looked directly at the eyes of the ink bones. "Please ask her to give me a face, not to hurt the civilians in the city."

The eyes of the ink bones were not shaken at all, and there was no trace of mercy. They still sneered. "The general said that killing would kill, and the general said that he would let it go, how much you can say?"

"You are really as loyal as ever. If you are cold, you can listen to anything, whether it is right or wrong, or whether it will smudge your own hands." The political commissar unconsciously clenched his fist and said sarcastically, "just like A dog."

The ink bones were not angry. After being smashed, there was not even a trace of anger. It just showed a twisted and crazy smile. She slowly picked up the two swords on the table and put them in a cross shape to the neck of the political commissar. On the top, the black-eyed eyes are as deep as wolves, and laughter says, "Community will last forever!"

Outside Xuchang City, late in the night before dawn, this was supposed to be the time for the soldiers to rest, but at this time the army of the Republican Hui had been waiting for it. It was displayed at the other end of the horizon, standing behind the cold, everyone was holding it. Heavy breathing, waiting for instructions.

Cold and cold is waiting quietly. Her dark purple eyes have closed. It seems that she is closing her eyes and keeping her eyes. There is no sound around her. There is no sound in the cold wind. It is terrible.

The same is true of the Xuchang City in the distance. It seems that all the anger has been lost. There is no living person, the black light is bonfire, and it becomes a dead city.

Half an hour later, as the dawn of dawn dawned on the horizon, the first squid was white, and the air in front of the cold suddenly began to be inexplicably twisted. A petite figure appeared immediately, and there were many people in the back who were wearing black clothes. Returning to the team, each of them was covered in blood.

The ink bones withdrew from the refraction, and they landed on one knee, half a squat in front of the cold, and there was still dry blood on the face, and the bright red lips mingled with each other. She looked at the cold eyes and said lowly. The Xuchang political commissar was dead, the guard posts were all cleared, the defensive artillery was destroyed, and the gates were blocked."

Cold nodded nodded, still closed his eyes, and waved his hand silently.

As the commander’s flag rose, the troops that were still waiting for the situation finally moved forward.

This is not an ordinary force ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but an artillery battalion specially mobilized from various divisions, there are 39 full, each with 18 artillery pieces, which means this cold A total of 702 artillery pieces were mobilized.

Seeing this scene, although Luo Hanlin already knew what was going to happen next, he still did not consciously say "General, Xuchang civilians"

There was no reply in the cold, no turning, and even the body did not move, but a huge and suffocating pressure has swept out like a hurricane, causing the flying sand to stun the dragon.

When this pressure passed over Luo Hanlin's body, the height of the squadron, who had evolved to the level of Raytheon, would not consciously start to tremble. He only felt the dragon scorpion in his mind. He was devastated by his own intellect. When he returned to God, he found his legs soft and sat on the ground, and the cold sweat gathered on his face into a stream.

Luo Hanlin smashed the dagger, stopped talking, and even dared not even send out a short slap.

In front of the battlefield, when the artillery units passed by, the cold eyes finally opened, and the strange gimmick revealed the horror of the natural disaster. She turned her eyes to Xuchang at the end of the horizon. However, this time, she did not laugh as always. Instead, it’s hard to say