The whole world is afraid of me erasing the spiritual base

The ear-piercing alarm bells rang all over the barracks, and the unprepared coalition forces were thrown into chaos. The wind with the fragrance of plants blew in from a distance, and even huge vines appeared on the barren yellow land, directly overturning the temporary roof.

Both officers and soldiers rushed out of the room with weapons in their hands, and then barely got together amidst the sharp whistle.Everyone has a look of panic on their faces, and even before the short soldiers meet, most of their morale has been drained.

In the chaotic barracks, a mass-produced automatic robot painted with the American flag appeared again. The gun barrel on the arm emitted blue flames, and the situation barely stabilized after shooting several deserters who rushed from left to right.The lion-headed President Wang came out of the office, but the robots turned their guns and burned all the vines on the ground.

Solomon raised his hand, and a light blue bowl-shaped enchantment was placed upside down on the barracks, buying a little time for the army to be rectified.

"Don't panic, everyone. I have mass-produced this low-level fully automatic robot again, using money from overseas accounts, so there is basically no need to worry that this low-level weapon full of 'democracy and freedom' will run out..."

Unknown president, possibly Edison himself, began clumsily reassuring the troops.A group of people were engulfed in the crowd of people, and it was difficult for them to move for a while.

"Lixiang, if you don't want to fight, you can retreat first."

"Master, since your cooperation with the President of the United States has failed, do you need me to take you out now?"

Emiya Shirou pulled out his general, Mo Xie, and looked back at the black-haired boy in the wind and smoke.

"senior?"

Behind the shield, Matthew also looked at him.

Under the heavy protection, the black-haired boy stood on his tiptoes and looked forward, only to see a coyote-like nature elf summoned out, constantly bombarding the protective barrier just summoned by King Solomon.Under the slender limbs of the coyote, there are densely packed Indian warriors with weapons and various domesticated beasts.

The two ethnic groups with different skin colors and language barriers, but they have forged a blood feud alone look at each other through a thin barrier.The coyote opened its mouth to bite the enchantment, its pale fangs and blood-red tongue made one's hair stand on end.

Click, click, thin cracks continued to extend from the place where the coyote elf gnawed and hit, and the entire enchantment was crumbling.Some timid soldiers even cried uncontrollably after seeing all this.

"I..." Fujimaru Tachika looked at the crowd surrounding him, and then at the Indian army outside the barracks, gritted his teeth, "No, I don't plan to escape, since I'm trapped here, I'll defeat them first Say it again!"

"Do you think so, then as you wish."

Solomon put Gaitia on the ground, and his fingertips lit up.

Finally, after a crisp sound, the entire barrier was breached by coyotes, and the Indians drove straight in, entangled with the coalition forces of various countries who barely formed their formation.

……

From the beginning of the war, it entered a state of quite stalemate street fighting.The coalition forces, which were originally good at fighting in large groups, were trapped in the barracks and couldn't use them at all. On the contrary, the Indian warriors and beasts who lived here since childhood were at ease, and the blood stained on the knives and spears continued to increase.

"Kill all those low-skinned robbers and dedicate it to the Feathered Serpent God!"

"The low demon is coming, run, run!"

"Da da da da..."

The black-haired boy opened his hands as if possessed by a demon, and the warm rain fell into his palms.

That low rainwater is red.

"Senior, don't be distracted!"

Matthew pulled hard and led him through the hail of bullets. The group fought and walked, and at some point they came to a place close to the "President King".I don't know which president in Edison's body made the move. Although the army's defeat is gradually showing, it has not completely collapsed for a while.A steady stream of fully automatic robots were produced and put into the front line. Instead, some of the teams that had suffered disastrous defeats were replaced as reserve teams.

The presidents who are good at leading troops to fight and micro-manipulating the battlefield are probably only the few great commanders who founded the country.

However, the current president seems to have been replaced by an unknown creature, standing under the American flag with a stick-like expression, holding a Bible in one hand, and boasting:

"...I thought you knew that America is a just America, a democratic and free America, this land is not theirs, they are just servants who keep America for us. We have only suffered a temporary setback, and they will soon disappear , will suddenly disappear one day..."

The soldiers under the president listened, and gradually showed a fascinated look, as if the previous defeat had disappeared without a trace.

It's like losing all memory in an instant.

"Why did they become like this?" Fujimaru Tachika looked at the president on stage, feeling a chill running down his back, "What does democracy and freedom...have to do with the present? Isn't the most important thing now is to call up the army and push back Go back?"

"People are going to die, so they have to give some placebo."

The sound of the bowstring brought a red light again, Emiya Shirou watched the projected treasure explode in the distance, and snorted ironically.

"A lie that has been told a thousand times becomes the truth. Hundreds of years later, they will still shout such slogans, dropping bombs far away from the mainland, and displacing civilians who have no grievances against them."

Fujimaru Tateka shut her mouth tightly, only quietly watching the president on the podium continue to brainwash with spit.

"...The defeat reports you have received are all fake, fake, and deliberately forged by those cunning natives in order to disturb your will! Have you seen the gospel in my hand? This proves that we It is a country blessed by God, and God will bless us...we will overcome everything!"

Catching a certain keyword, Solomon and Getia straightened up at the same time, looking in the direction of the President of the United States.

"It turns out that taking a book can prove that you are blessed by the Lord. The blessing of the Lord is really cheap."

"After all, it's not surprising that even the president lays his hand on the Bible when he takes the oath of office." Solomon stared at the pretentious American president. "But I'm curious. Does the Lord of the sky know that His Excellency the President claims that he is blessed?"

Before the words fell, there was a rumble in the sky, and a bright white lightning fell from the sky, slamming on the "President King"!

Wisps of black smoke floated out from his scorched face and his erect explosive heads, and the book he held in his hand turned into dust silently and fell to the ground.

He, the great leader of the coalition forces, the collection of American presidents known as the President King, was struck by lightning and turned into charcoal in full view of everyone!

The soldiers stared at the president dumbfounded, and even Solomon was slightly taken aback.He looked at the cloudless blue sky, then at Emiya Shirou who was full of doubts, and innocently argued:

"I didn't use magic first, I just said something casually."

God pity me, he really didn't avenge his personal revenge, but secretly used magic to hack the president who ruthlessly rejected Lixiang!Then again, the Lord in the sky has actually been paying attention to Lixiang, otherwise he wouldn't have thundered when President Wang said such words?

In the final analysis, this country was not blessed at all.

……

In any case, the fact that the President of the United States was struck by lightning in public was quite demoralizing, and had immediate side effects.

Just like being added a layer of DEUFF, there are fewer and fewer fully automatic war robots that could be produced endlessly, and various failures continue to occur during combat, either suddenly stuck, or a certain part burst into flames, And because there is no maintenance, it burns more and more, until the whole machine becomes a pile of scrap iron.

The soldiers who still had the courage to hide behind to fight saw it, they were dumbfounded at first, and then someone shouted:

"The robot is out of order!"

Everyone started to run back, and they rushed to run back. No matter how many shots were fired by the officers and robots who supervised the battle, the soldiers who were already in complete panic never picked up the will to fight again.In the end, even the commander abandoned the battle plan and followed the low soldier, fearing that if he ran too slowly, the enemy would catch up and kill him.

The steel defense line that was temporarily kneaded together by robots, coalition forces of various countries, and militias is gradually crumbling.

The tribal priests looked at the dwindling number of robots, their eyes were glowing, and they chanted spells to summon more natural elves to rush into the barracks.

"Damn it, it's still going on, and that guy is too. It's okay to talk about gods. In the end, he was struck by lightning and so many people were involved. The robot support that was originally good is now torn apart by him!"

"Could not agree more."

Billy the Kid wore a mask-like smile, and the bullets condensed with magic power continued to fire, hitting the enemies who poured in like a tide.

But it didn't work.

The limitations of being a shooter during his lifetime were revealed. Even if he turned on the dual-gun mode, he could only kill two people at a time.A casualty of one or two is insignificant to the almost endless army of natives.

Even if they were hit by pistols, the low-fanatic warriors and ferocious beasts still had flames in their eyes, trying to struggle to get out of the bloody ground.

That's right, this is the battlefield...

The famous fugitive and rapid shooter in the western United States thought so, and his eyes fell on the thin black-haired boy.

"Hey, master, should we retreat tactically, there are too many low guys."

More and more people fell down, and the flowing blood had already flowed into a river on the ground. Matthew held on to the shield, but bent down where he couldn't see, and almost vomited.

Why……

The black-haired boy clung to his palm tightly, his face changed from rosy to pale, and then from pale to blue. Finally, he forcibly stabilized his mind, showing a fragile and firm expression:

"No, we're going to stay here, Robin Hood, Emiya, get your treasures ready."

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Hey, bs can actually display the reader's level carefully

感谢在2020-08-0701:15:47~2020-08-0800:23:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Momo 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Mr. endlessnight; 900 bottles of banana15;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!