Myth Invasion: I Kill the Gods on Earth

Lin Fan walked in the corridor.

This is a medical area built inside the Great Steel Wall to provide timely treatment to the wounded who have been removed from the Great Steel Wall.

The low wailing sounds of gritted teeth could be heard faintly from the wards on both sides.

Some medical staff pushed the hospital beds quickly through. On the hospital beds were seriously injured soldiers. Many of them were unconscious. Either the wounds on their chests were deep enough to show the bones, or their arms were broken, and the wounds were dripping with blood.

Some of the lightly wounded were okay. After being quickly treated and bandaged, many were already walking reluctantly in the corridor on crutches, preparing to go to the wounded area for follow-up treatment.

All the wounded who saw Lin Fan stood up straight with admiration in their eyes and shouted loudly: "Hello, Commander-in-Chief!"

"Commander-in-Chief, thank you for your hard work!"

"Commander-in-Chief, I killed two this time! Do you think I am powerful or not?"

"Stop showing off in front of the commander-in-chief. Do you know how many people the commander-in-chief has killed?"

"I don't care, I'll kill you this time anyway!"

Most of their faces are childish, but the injuries on their bodies will stay with them for life.

But even so, there is no trace of regret on the faces of these warriors!

He even deliberately displayed the injury in front of Lin Fan, as if it were a military medal, and looked at the commander-in-chief Zhang with pride.

"Keep your voice down, the operation is still going on in the operating room. After you receive treatment, go to the casualty area and don't interfere with the doctor's treatment here!" Lin Fan reprimanded in a low voice, but then smiled: "But this time, you guys Be well behaved.”

"They are all my soldiers of Daxia! They have not embarrassed Daxia!"

"When you are healed, if you are willing, continue fighting with me!"

"I'm here, thank you all!"

Lin Fan saluted fiercely!

The soldiers also tried to stand up straight and salute straightly!

This is the feeling between life and death!

Although Lin Fan is the commander-in-chief, most of these are ordinary soldiers, but on the battlefield, they are all the same, they are all compatriots fighting for Daxia!

"Erwazi, who taught you to salute with your left hand?"

"Are you blind? My right hand is gone. If I don't use my left hand, why should I use my feet? The commander-in-chief doesn't even talk about me, so what the hell are you talking about!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The wounded laughed softly, as if this would make their wounds appear less painful.

And just when these wounded people were laughing and laughing and trying to smile.

A medical staff opened the door to the operating room, sighed and pushed out an operating bed. A soldier with broken arms and a bloody chest lay on it. He was motionless on the blood-stained sheets, and his face began to turn purple.

For a moment, all the wounded could no longer laugh.

A young soldier looked at the veteran on the hospital bed, walked over and patted the stiff shoulder, saying in a trembling voice: "Squad leader, wake up..."

Lin Fan sighed, walked over and said softly: "What's your number today?"

While accepting the next surgical patient, the nurse said with red eyes: "In this operating room, the fifth person who could not be saved... was sent back in time, and we made comprehensive preparations, but their injuries... "

In battle, where are the immortals?

Victory is worthy of joy, but it is also accompanied by death and sorrow.

In this operating room, it sounds like only five people were not saved.

But...the Great Steel Wall is four thousand miles long, and the entire third floor is an operating room!

Here, how many people have not been saved!

"Alas." Lin Fan sighed, turned around and left silently.

He also felt very sad, but now, he had no time to ease his emotions.

He still has his own things to do!

Under the respectful eyes of the soldiers, Lin Fan stepped onto the elevator.

In the elevator going up, Lin Fan held on to the wall and tried to stand up straight to make himself look better.

Not long after.

"Ding~"

"Wow~"

Amidst the crisp electronic prompts, the elevator door slowly opened.

The sea breeze mixed with the smell of blood blew towards my face.

What comes into view is the busy Great Steel Wall, and the endless ocean that still seems to be stained red with blood and floating with the remains of sea beasts.

The setting sun spreads across the horizon, golden and red, and the ocean reflected becomes brighter and brighter.

It's already half past four in the afternoon.

On the city wall, although the battle was over, the soldiers were still busy. Some soldiers were sorting ammunition and tightening the screws that fixed the heavy cannons.

Some soldiers cleaned the bloodstains and sea water on the city walls to prevent corrosion.

Some soldiers silently lifted the bodies and severed limbs of their comrades.

Some soldiers hung ropes around their waists, like Spider-Man, repairing the cracks in the city wall caused by the impact of sea water and sea beasts.

There are more soldiers driving small boats and warships into the ocean, looking for the remains of their comrades and those who may still be alive on the sea full of corpses of sea beasts.

The treatment staff kept shuttled back and forth, quickly carrying away the injured soldiers in batches according to the severity of their injuries.

Lin Fan silently walked behind Mr. Jin and watched the scene after the war.

"Here he comes." After all, Old Jin is getting older. The two days and two nights of fighting without sleep have made the old man seem thinner, and his hair is actually a little whiter. He is leaning weakly on the heavy cannon and smoking.

Seeing Lin Fan coming, the old man flicked his cigarette ashes, looked at the blood-stained sea, and said with emotion: "Fortunately, this time, I have a Great Steel Wall in Daxia."

"Otherwise...the ocean in front of us is not outside the country, but on our soil."

"It's just that I, Daxia, also sacrificed 500,000 warriors this time..."

"Judging from the data, our mortality rate is one percent. Judging from the battle loss ratio, we faced the powerful sea beasts and achieved a battle loss ratio of one to one. We also killed two gods."

"Compared with the losses of the Free State, we can say that we have achieved a great victory."

"But, five hundred thousand..." Mr. Jin wiped his eyes, held the cigarette with trembling fingers, and took another puff.

As a famous veteran, Mr. Jin has commanded countless battles.

He had long known how valuable victory was, and also knew that even victory would lead to death.

But even so, he was used to seeing death and still couldn't let go.

Mr. Jin turned his head to look at the bright red flag that was wetted by the sea water but still fluttering in the sea breeze. He squinted and blew out the smoke and sighed.

Lin Fan patted the old man on the shoulder: "In any case, our efforts have not been in vain."

"We protected the land of Daxia and the 140,000,000 citizens of Daxia."

"The deceased is gone, we still have to look up and look forward."

Behind Lin Fan, two shadows emerged.

The moment the two shadows appeared, they rushed directly into the sea. The sea water surged and the waves rolled up, lifting the bodies of the soldiers soaked in the sea water and placing them gently on the Great Wall.

Among them, there were even more than twenty warriors who were unconscious but not dead yet, clutching the corpses of sea beasts and floating on the sea.

At this moment, some soldiers looked at this almost miraculous appearance and looked at the young man with respect.

"Medic! Carry them to the medical room for treatment!"

Lin Fan shouted, then took another step forward and walked out of the Great Steel Wall.

The moment Lin Fan walked out of the Great Steel Wall, a wave suddenly surged out of the sea, lifting Lin Fan up.

The young man stood on the wave, overlooking the sea stained red with blood.

The dark and strange Shura power spread out from the young man's body, like an abyss spreading out.

And behind the young man standing in the abyss, the word "Shura" slowly emerged!

Under the gaze of the soldiers and captured by the battlefield cameras, Lin Fan stretched out a hand as if to hold the ocean from afar.

Looking at the blood-stained sea, Lin Fan gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Now, give it all to me."

"stand up!"