Dawn of a New Era

There was heavy rain, lightning and thunder.

An independent combat team was moving forward quickly on the muddy path, as if it had been rolled in mud.

The infrastructure in Yanzhou is extremely backward. Except for some main roads, they are basically dirt roads. The farther you are from the city, the worse the roads are. Except for crawler vehicles, it is difficult for other vehicles to pass.

This damn rain, it's been raining for three days, I feel like I'm going to grow moss on my body.

After all, this is a tropical rainforest. Be careful. According to the information, there should be a village five kilometers away. Team leader Zhao Qiang wiped his face and said in a deep voice.

Captain, do you think you will encounter a 'virtual demon' this time? A young soldier swallowed and asked while suppressing the tension in his heart.

Don't worry, even if you encounter it, there is nothing to worry about. Although the physical fitness of those 'virtual monsters' is comparable to that of a martial artist, in fact, many of them were ordinary people before, and their combat experience and quality are not as good as a warrior. Just be careful. The demon sword can be easily killed. Zhao Qiang comforted.

Shan Ding'an, the team's deputy, smiled and patted the lead scabbard in his hand: Of course, it's better if you can touch it or not.

The so-called Monster Slaying Sword is actually a martial artist's sword coated with a layer of plutonium.

This is a radioactive element, an important raw material for the atomic energy industry, and it is also highly toxic.

Through countless experiments on the virtual demon, it was finally found that this high-energy radiation substance can inflict great damage on the virtual demon, even if it is in a virtual state, it cannot be immune, and it is completely the nemesis of the virtual demon.

Since the first batch of plutonium-coated warrior swords were urgently sent to the battlefield, Xu Yao can no longer come and leave as he wants like before.

As for the radiation of this kind of sword, which is harmful to health, it is not worth mentioning on this kind of battlefield where people may die at any time. After all, health is not so important.

There are nine people in the combat team, two of them are martial artists, and the rest are great martial artists.

Equipped with two flamethrowers, two 60mm mortars, four handheld 20mm individual six-barreled machine guns, two heavy sniper rifles, nine rifles, and ammunition, fully armed to the teeth.

It is no exaggeration to say that such a team, even the legendary powerhouses, would have to drink their hatred. Apart from the frontal battlefield, most of the clearing work was done by such an elite team.

The team moved quickly, and soon the village was seen from a distance. It was a thatched house with a dome, stretching half a hill, and a conspicuous temple piled up with huge stones in the center was particularly eye-catching.

Everyone was shocked, and immediately found a slope, squatted on the ground, and stopped.

Several people took out the binoculars to wipe off the water on the lens, and observed carefully.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

No one was found.

I didn't see it either.

Don't be careless. Zhao Qiang said. For some reason, he felt a little uneasy. This village is very large, with a population estimated to be several thousand, and such a tribe may have powerful priests.

This time is likely to be a tough battle.

Blast that temple first. Deputy captain Shan Ding'an looked at it for a long time, took out the cannon behind him, and said slowly.

Okay, let's try to succeed once. Zhao Qiang nodded and said, the temple is like a signal repeater, there will always be some weird and bizarre things happening with the temple, and even attract the descending of the gods.

And the bigger the tribe, the more dangerous it is.

rest assured!

Two cannons were lowered to the ground,

Shan Ding'an and another soldier quickly calibrated one by one.

Ready!

Ready!

Zhao Qiang raised three fingers.

Three, two, one...

emission!

Boom

A flash of lightning struck the trees in the distance, lighting up the sky and the earth.

At the same time, the two mortars also started to fire. Flame-spraying shells flew rapidly one after the other, drawing two long water marks in the rain curtain. However, before they approached, they seemed to be sucked by the ground. Seemed to be, suddenly fell to the ground.

boom!

Two groups of flames exploded one after another in the heavy rain.

not good.

Zhao Qiang's heart skipped a beat, and he said quickly: Continue to bombard the temple, and the others should pay attention to vigilance, and kill the enemy as soon as they find them.

boom!

When a black man heard the movement, he was hit in the chest by a sniper's bullet as soon as he came out of the hut, and half of his body was blown off.

boom!

Another black man had his head exploded.

...

At this moment, in the temple, countless blue smoke suddenly flew up, densely packed, rushing towards this side.

No, this is not black smoke, but countless alienated bats.

At the same time, thousands of black people, mixed with a dozen ghosts, rushed from their respective huts, rushing towards this direction without fear of death.

There is the war priest of the God of Lightning, everyone... welcome to the battle. Zhao Qiang's face changed slightly, and he said loudly.

A few seconds later, the battle started fiercely.

...

Expeditionary Force Command.

Chen Shouyi was also invited to the meeting.

As of March 14, our army had suffered a total of 153,210 casualties, and killed about 8 million cultists, including 234,323 false demons and 52,432 priests... and rescued 20 million refugees. A staff officer introduced the war situation .ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

It is then translated into various languages.

The atmosphere in the entire headquarters was serious, whispering, and everyone's face was ugly.

To put it bluntly, the rescued refugees are actually the number of captives who surrendered on the battlefield.

From this ratio, it can be seen that the morale of these cult members is strong.

As the war turned to the frontal battlefield, as the power of the Lord of Lightning gradually fully recovered, countless war priests and countless warriors of the gods began to emerge in large numbers, and at the same time, the morale of the cultists became even more fanatical.

Faith can turn cowardice into strength, strength into fanaticism, and reason into ignorance. These originally sloppy blacks displayed jaw-dropping morale on the battlefield.

It also made the war fiercer, and the casualties increased rapidly.

Zhang Huaihe frowned when he heard this, the casualty ratio was really too high.

Although the exchange ratio of 1:80 seems to be overwhelming, the cultists are completely vulnerable, but the cultists are all soldiers, and even children can carry guns to fight.

There are at least 700 to 800 million believers in the remaining unrecovered areas. If this continues to be consumed, more than ten million soldiers will be killed or injured.

By then, the war is not over yet, and the morale of the joint troops will collapse, and everyone will go back to their respective homes.

He couldn't help looking at Chen Shouyi, and seeing his thoughtful expression, he couldn't help but ask tentatively, President Chen, what do you think?

Next, leave it to me.

The atmosphere in the meeting room could not help but be quiet.

What... what? Zhang Huaihe thought he didn't hear clearly, and asked quickly. The new 81 Chinese website is updated the fastest Mobile terminal: https:/

I mean, leave the frontal battlefield to me, there is no time to delay.