No man's land, a wide battlefield and barren area between the empire and the alien territory.

On the eve of the war, the no man's land that had been silent for thousands of years finally recovered a little murderous intent. In the boundless dark night, countless human soldiers in dark green military uniforms walked through the woods of the no man's land and touched the westward direction.

No one made any noise, and no one fell behind. They moved forward quietly, without a trace of fluctuations on their bodies, but there was enough vigilance and murderous intent in their guns. There were only ten people in this team in total, which was the best team formation to secretly operate in the no-man's land after calculation.

A team of ten people, one captain, one deputy captain, and the remaining eight team members, all of whom have the realm of dust walking, and the captain is only one step away from being able to advance to the realm of heaven. So far, a total of more than a dozen identical teams have been sent, and the configuration is comparable to theirs.

They carried enough energy bars for a month and some ammunition. Of course, in such a secret operation, guns and bullets were just a means of self-protection when they were absolutely necessary. Their mission was not to kill foreigners, nor to inquire about information from foreigners, but to infiltrate and explore.

In such a place, any disguise is useless. Even if they wear ordinary black robes and don’t have a weapon on their hands, the result of encountering alien races is still the same. Therefore, choosing a dark green military uniform can better ensure their safety, rather than quickly exposing and helpless when encountering enemies.

But at least for now, they have all been safe. It has been two days since they left the base, and they have almost reached a quarter of the distance from the no-man's land. There are already a large number of alien scouts and stationing points here, and they need to carefully avoid these aliens before they can move forward quietly.

The Great Wall did bring an excellent blockade environment to the empire, preventing aliens from infiltrating. However, the Great Wall was a helpless move after all. On the contrary, it also restricted the empire's control over the unmanned land. Unless a full-scale war breaks out, the empire will no longer be able to monitor half of the area in the unmanned land.

This has led to alien races constantly occupying the unmanned land and preparing for the war in the future. Although this has no effect on the empire that already has satellite surveillance, for the teams entering the unmanned land, it is simply a minefield all over the ground.

Suddenly the captain raised his hand to signal the team to move forward and stop, slowly lowered his body. The team members behind him squatted down with the captain drunk and found a hidden position. He took out the night vision telescope, and the captain looked ahead, and found that there was a secret whistle of alien race hidden in the fifty meters ahead.

"Go around." A gesture was made.

However, at this moment, the deputy captain reached out and grabbed the captain's gun, and whispered to him: "There are human slaves inside, what should we do?"

The captain was shocked and picked up the telescope again. Sure enough, he saw that the direction that was blocked by an alien race had been moved away. There were two human races in the cage, which were obviously still in the current clothes of the empire. It was impossible for them to be slaves in captivity.

The captain was a little embarrassed. He looked at the two women and thought about countermeasures carefully. It was definitely not feasible to take the initiative to go up to rescue. There were only ten people in total, and only the alien sentry posts they had figured out, including this place, included hundreds of alien warriors. Once an accident occurs, they will surrounded them.

Moreover, their mission itself is to explore secretly. If it is exposed now, it may have a huge impact on the overall plan. If the plan of the Military Commission cannot be implemented smoothly, the origin of the mecha secretly created, and more people will die in the future.

The captain thought about it and finally took out the satellite terminal, recorded the latitude and longitude of the place, and then reported it to the General Staff in the Western Front through satellite signals. This matter was finally left to the General Staff to handle. The deputy captain looked at the captain's actions and did not come up with a better solution.

However, at this moment, a team member said: "No, they are going to attack those two people!"

The captain quickly put down the terminal and picked up the telescope. Sure enough, he saw that the aliens had dragged the two women out of the cage. Through the woods, they could hear the two women's crying and struggles of despair, as well as the strange laughter of the aliens. Such voices echoed throughout the woods.

The captain gritted his teeth hard: "Prepare to silence the sniper!"

The other team members had no faces on their faces. Two special snipers put the silencer on the muzzle, slowly hid the muzzle into the bushes, and pointed the muzzle at the far post. However, their sightings were not aimed at the alien race.

Such things are not uncommon on the border. It seems that every battle-prone scout will have a few innocent human blood in the hands. When their guns are pointed at humans, every time it is a question and test of conscience and human nature.

In this case, should we give up the task and save humans with some extremely small success possible? Or should we ignore it? Or would we give up the human compatriots who are about torture and humiliation? There is no answer to these, and we will never be able to die in our lifetime.

If they faced comrades who were captured and unable to be rescued, they would pull the trigger without hesitation and end their lives. Because each of them had sworn that even if they died, they would never surrender to the alien race and would never be slaves to other races!

But now the people they face cannot ask questions or get answers fifty meters away. They don’t know what these people are thinking, nor do they know what they want to do. They only know that as long as they fall into the hands of alien races, humans will never have any good endings.

In this case, should you shoot? Or not? Many veterans who have shot and killed the same clan, and every time they recall, they will tell the recruits that when this time comes, all you can do is believe that your choice is correct.

But in fact, when the veteran said this, the confusion in his heart had betrayed him. Whenever he closed his eyes and recalled the humans who died at their guns, it seemed that these people's faces could not be remembered clearly, they were all mixed together, and everyone became one.

The man looked at him like this, and then a deep blood hole appeared on his head, and he was still looking at him deeply, with a smile on his lips that was strange or liberated. In fact, they all knew that this smile was not the other party's smile, but the smile that was brought down by tears when they put down their guns.

The captain placed his hand heavily on the warrior's shoulders, interrupting their chaotic thoughts. The two men took a deep breath and adjusted their heartbeat to the smoothest state. Breathing, breathing, and slightly tugging their fingers. A slight sound came from the muzzle, and the two men began to put away their guns.

Everything was well-trained, and they didn't even have to look at the results. They knew that the bullet had penetrated the foreheads of the two human women and cut off their voices. But at the last moment, they still saw the two horrified faces from the scope, and instantly imprinted the face in their hearts.

The team quickly moved and retreated towards the established route in the blink of an eye. By the time the aliens found this side, they had even cleared the traces of departure. No aliens could find where they left, unless there were aliens who were good at tracking to take action.

The captain led the team through five or six posts, and finally left the gathering place of sentry, and temporarily found a stop without creatures. At this time, the sun had gradually exposed its head, and the dim sunlight shone on their faces through the gaps of the yellow and withered leaves.

In their tears.

He reached out and wiped the faces of the two little soldiers. These two snipers were just trained and had been practicing and training before. This was their second time on the battlefield. The first time was that they had been lying on the top of the city for a few days, constantly sniping out of the woods to attack the alien race.

For them, the first time they set out the mission, it was more like a fixed-point sniper game. In this mission, they volunteered to follow the team into the unmanned land with infinite patriotic enthusiasm and fighting enthusiasm. However, they did not expect that the first time they shot and killed them was their own.

Looking at their somewhat dazed faces, these two tender faces, the captain whispered: "You must remember! This is all the fault of the alien race! If the alien race had not caught them, they would not have been bullied. If the alien race had not taken action on the spot, maybe we could expect the rescue team to save them! But at this time, what we can do is to make the most correct choice we think! We are humans! They are the same!"

The two little soldiers nodded strongly and wiped away the tears on their faces. It can be seen that they are still struggling in pain, but enough rationality and perseverance obtained by training make them extremely strong. The only choice at this time is to let the long-term torture allow them to slowly turn pain into habits and motivation.

So the captain did not continue to talk about this, but looked more west and looked at the satellite map in his hand. The map was obviously still being improved. The map was divided into different blocks. The pictures on some blocks were dynamic, and some blocks were still in motion, or even black.

This is the real-time satellite monitoring map of the "Sky Change" plan. As more and more satellites, this map will become more and more detailed until all places can be under human monitoring. The map range near them is opened, just between two blocks.

"Where we came before was under satellite surveillance, when we crossed this mountain, we could only run around looking at the map. We would not know anything we would encounter on the road, but if we wanted to quickly reach the first observation point, passing through this area was our only choice. On the other side was a huge garrison site of alien races, and we could not pass by it in a dignified way."

"Captain, then there are no troops stationed in this place?" A soldier asked with a smile while eating the energy bar.

The captain said: "According to the images taken by satellites in the past, there were no huge garrison sites here when the last update was updated. I think it is impossible for the aliens to continue to expand the construction of large-scale construction projects at this time. Their purpose should be to concentrate the troops more, rather than continue to disperse them. Moreover, their construction capabilities are worrying and the economic situation is chaotic."

The other soldiers nodded, and the captain continued, "But it is not possible to avoid encountering other sentry posts again. Most of the sentry posts we encountered before were observational sentry posts. Because the direction we were coming, after all, the Great Wall close to the empire, the alien race has not yet fully controlled it."

"Their purpose of establishing sentinels there is nothing more than to monitor the movements of the empire. Usually, they are just to observe near the Great Wall according to the established route, and they often return on the same route when changing shifts. But in front, the scope controlled by the alien races before, they will patrol half of the west side of the unmanned land like before we established the Great Wall, especially the patrols near the sentinels will be more dense."

"We must be ready for battle at any time, but never fight. We should try our best to avoid the other party's patrol and separation. Remember our purpose is to find out the location of the factory that imitates the origin secret, and lay a solid foundation for our masters and trick-and-treat strikes in the future!"

"Yes!" The soldiers threw down the packaging bags in their hands and sorted out their equipment. Because they were already practitioners in the realm of dust walking, they basically needed to meditate for a while to replace sleep, so they could almost go forward without sleep, so they did not stay for too long, but rushed into the unknown area without hesitation.

Luo Xian sat on his throne, or on the throne he snatched from others, feeling unprecedented pleasure. This was a new experience he had never had before, as if he had been reborn and his soul had been sublimated enough.

This experience probably comes from two aspects: the improvement of cultivation and the transformation of status. However, the improvement of cultivation first determines the change of Luo Xian's state of mind, which leads to his later rise. Now he feels that his old shell has faded and he no longer needs to endure or indulge. This kind of happiness in life makes it difficult for him to extricate himself.

Of course, Luo Xian did not forget it because of this. He still remembered the fate of the central elders, so it was naturally impossible to learn from them. So he handed over all the dominance of the base planning to Lu Sheng, the spy tasks to the little boy, and the scientific research tasks to a researcher who had worked with him before.

In this way, all the things of origin are basically divided. He only needs to control the absolute masters in the base, and while ensuring his status, he can also allow the base to develop for a long time. He feels very wise about this choice, especially after obtaining 30% of the mecha technology.

Origin began to build its own mecha, which was a planned project that had been established a long time ago. Unfortunately, it must be restarted now to save the current situation, so it only obtained 30% of the information. However, Lu Sheng told him that even 30% was enough.

Although the technological level of Origin itself is relatively scientific, it is not low. It may be difficult to face a brand new project, but once you get started, it will present a rapid progress process. Therefore, Luo Sheng and the Holy Sage hosted the construction of several factories outside to be used for the eyes and ears. The real mecha design fell deep in a garrison point of the Hong clan and covered it with a huge battle formation.

This plan was come up with Luo Xian.

Of course, in order to realize this plan, Luo Sheng took several Earth Immortal masters to the Hong clan and expressed the new measures after the establishment of the new origin. For an external collaborator, the Hong clan is of course unlucky now, especially when Luo Xian said that he could build a mecha of the alien race.

Mecha! It was a nightmare for all alien races on the battlefield that has been fighting against humans in recent hundreds of years. Even though Hidden Worms were later developed, they all knew that Hidden Worms can only be used for sneak attacks, not for battlefield attacks. The greatest level of mecha's combat effectiveness lies in the cooperation on the battlefield.

But what he said now? The alien race can have its own mecha? It is simply a pie falling from the sky! How could the Hong race not agree to such a cooperation? The Hong race even sent its own seventeen elders, an elder of the Hong race who was probably in the early stage of the Holy Realm, to cooperate with the construction of the factory.

A large number of origin researchers entered the Hong clan and entered the factory under construction. The factory's research room has been temporarily built and was put into use first. They want to strive to find out the design plan for the production line after the factory is completed.

Chapter 17 always looked at the information they got. Although they didn't know what it was, the three-dimensional model they made was indeed a mecha shape similar to that of humans. However, in the shape of these mechas, they seemed to be more slender, more hideous and powerful.

Based on the principle issues between alien races and humans, and also taking into account the face of the royal family, it did not take the initiative to ask about the differences between these mechas. However, it did not expect that the chief designer of Origin today took the initiative to find it and talk about these topics that it was very interested in.

"Our mecha design was based on the information of the empire and found it by ourselves, so the general direction may be different from that of the empire. The information we obtained is also some introductory information. The deeper information of the empire is hidden very deeply, which is also a way to do so."

"In fact, the most perfect thing in the world for the development of science and technology is the Empire Central Committee. The mechas they designed can almost be said to be infinitely perfect in terms of appearance, function, internal structure and joint maneuver. Of course, this is in the current state of science and technology."

"Then why didn't you make the same mecha as the empire?" Elder Seventeen finally asked.

The chief designer said: "The most important thing about the difference is that the empire's mecha is driven by humans, while our mechas do not have a driver. Because we lack the most basic operating system, without a system, it is impossible for mechas to be manipulated."

"But how can these mechas be moved? It's not just decorations, right?"

The seventeenth elder's eyes became dangerous.
Chapter completed!