Cold Blade of Doom

This is a delicate hill, with red flowers and willows and green flowers, this is a hill with all internal organs.The hazy mist pervades the mountains, making the mountain as mysterious and gentle as a woman in a boudoir who is about to cover up.If you go a little further, you can see that the fog on the mountain is not the thick fog at dawn, nor the cold fog that lingers all year round because of the high altitude, but the fog like the water vapor boiling in the pot.

There is only warmth pervading.

Because there are hot springs all over the mountain.

It looks like the tears left by the goddess in ancient times, and like the pearl carved by Luban holding an ax and a hoe in the era when there were no chainsaws or excavators. In short, this barking hot spring is like the most beautiful miracle. Like the most ingenious masterpiece.

There are hot springs all over the mountain.

They are all over the mountains, big or small, round like a ball and disordered like a crack; they are not connected to each other, facing each other from a distance, or pure water or full of medicinal fragrance.But the same thing is that they are all steaming and enveloping the mountain forest.

Anyone who comes here will feel that he is in a fairyland. Anyone who seeks pleasure will be immersed in the hot spring that is as gentle as a lover and tolerant as a mother.

This is the beauty that does not belong to the world.

This is a greater enjoyment than any pleasure in the world.

This is also a sanctuary full of aura.

Of course it doesn't exist in this world.

In the white mist, two women came along the winding mountain path.One of the women had long ankle-length hair with a charming blue light, and the other woman tied her jet-black hair behind her head, revealing her handsome face, which looked clean and neat.

Seeing this scene, the long-haired woman exuding temptation couldn't help sighing softly: "Drunk, just looking at this, I can understand why Yuling is so stingy and let us save resources." It is a place like this, and it can give the power of a country.

I don't know how outstanding those sages who were the masters of the jade pendant in the long history were able to support the space of the jade pendant to such a state.

Bailizui is also a person who knows the goods, smelling the faint medicinal fragrance in the air, she can be sure of the preciousness of the medicinal material, and when she heard Yan's sigh, she nodded gently.

"awesome."

"Yeah, drunk, where do we go to soak? Yu Ling said that the water in the medicine pool here is the same."

"Go to the top of the mountain, there is a beautiful view on the top."

"Oh, good..."

After a chuckle, the words stopped there, only the occasional sound of trampling on dead branches and fallen leaves came from the mountains.It is this kind of sound, if you don't deliberately control something when you are relaxing, you won't make it.

This hot spring is intoxicating, while bullets fly with flesh and blood there.

Outside the Zuiyan base, the battle has already begun. Facing the black zombies, countless bullets and shells roared outwards, and the air was full of scattered flesh and flying shrapnel.The battle has already begun, and the experienced fighters are on the front line. They are staring at the enemy in the distance, and there are no flying flesh and blood in their eyes, but only human heads.

As we all know, a zombie is only considered dead if it is headshot, so the training in the last days is more about training the head. The shooting essentials are shared by the sharpshooters without hesitation, and are also learned by the soldiers without slackening.

In order to cope with today's war, I don't know how many guns were worn out and how many hands were red and swollen in the training camp.

But today, all the efforts have been rewarded. Under the cruel bullets, countless zombies fell apart, no longer threatening the people in the city, but more zombies rushed up, using their own flesh and blood to open up a plundering land. the way.

"Platoon leader! Platoon leader! I'm almost out of bullets! What should I do? I can't keep going like this!" The soldier lying beside the heavy machine gun who couldn't see his face looked at the ammunition box next to him and shouted anxiously. road.

"Prodigal son, save me some money! I'm not a fucking god, where can I change a box for you!" An impatient voice immediately sounded from a man who was also manipulating a heavy machine gun not far away, cursing. Curse, the ammunition box next to him is almost out of stock.

"Platoon leader! I've saved enough! There's never a time when a bullet misses!"

"Fuck off! If you don't have any bullets, do what I told you!" The hand holding the heavy machine gun suddenly trembled, and there was no tongue of fire for a second, which shows that this platoon leader's inner drama is also very rich .

"...Yes!" The soldier who asked the question trembled a little, but he quickly adjusted himself.Although the two were talking, in fact, a row of people around them heard the conversation, and the scene seemed a little silent. This kind of silence was not quiet but dignified.

Their silence was all the more tragic under the artillery fire.

What should I do if I run out of bullets?Pick up the knife and rush to the front to fight the zombies, one by one.

Being a soldier is such a profession—ready to die.

They won't say that there are people with supernatural powers who will stare at us when we are out of bullets, and they won't say don't worry we won't die, because they put their lives in their hands from the very beginning, from the moment they put on this uniform It was given to two people, one was himself and the other was his chief.

No one else, not a psychic or anything else.

A soldier who is not always ready to die, how can he truly display his strength and vocation as a soldier on the battlefield?How can a soldier who always thinks that there will be supernatural beings to control the battle situation be a soldier?

This group of people in green uniforms have their own pride.

Only such a proud person can truly defend the country.

Only those who entrust their lives to themselves and their officers at all times can truly display their strength and wait for someone to rescue them at any time. Those are cowards, not soldiers.

In the fierce artillery fire, some people are ready to die.

They are all ready to die.

But of course they don't want to die, they're just ready, the guns and cannons in their hands are still hard, they can fight again.

Who wants to die?But once on the battlefield, who can be safe forever?

Doesn't it mean that if you are ready to die, you will die. When the last bullet is fired, don't they still have their sabers?Then go to hand-to-hand combat, if you can take away one more, it is one.

They are such a type of people, they are the most unique type of people in this world.

They are the only people who will stand in front of the people against danger.

They are the only people in Zuiyan Base who don't need to work to survive, because they have already mortgaged their lives. Whenever, no matter what enemy they face, they must stand in front of the crowd The kind of people who died before the people died.

Don't want to hurt them unless you step over our dead bodies, unless we're all dead.

Otherwise you will never enter this gate behind us.

They are not eating free food, they are eating the cheapest food in the world, and they are using their own lives in exchange.Buying a bowl of rice and a life can sum up their world.

But they certainly weren't for the rice.