Meng Chao was stunned.

"Is that the Red Dragon Army?" he murmured.

"Yes, that's the Red Dragon Army."

Long Feijun clutched his knees with both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands popped out.

He seemed to say calmly, "The Red Dragon Army was originally designed to be a cannon fodder unit, a ragtag group of soldiers and generals following the unparalleled warriors.

"Our main responsibility is to perform hard, dirty, and tiring work; simply repeating low-level fighting will not make much progress in cultivation; we may not encounter the enemy for half a year, but once we encounter the enemy, it will be overwhelming.

The tide of beasts needs to use our lives to sound the alarm and buy precious time.

"So, what the extraordinary person from the Huanyu Group said that day in the cafeteria with thousands of people was absolutely right.

"It is precisely because he was right that he touched a sore spot for us. It is precisely because he was poked at a sore spot that Ma Hong and the others are so angry."

"this……"

Meng Chao didn't know what to say.

"Originally, the heads of the nine wealthy families had a very perfect idea - to have the Red Dragon Army, a cannon fodder unit, to perform simple and repetitive low-level tasks, and when the surging beast tide appeared, use flesh, blood and bones to

By consuming the sharpness of the monster's minions, they, the peerless strong men, and the elite troops they support, can carry out missions that, although not easy, have the highest profit margins, to win in the midst of thousands of armies.

"Admiral's Head", effortlessly kills nightmare beasts, hell beasts and doomsday beasts, and harvests and monopolizes the most abundant resources from these super monsters."

Long Feijun continued, "No matter how heavy the casualties of the cannon fodder troops are, it doesn't matter, because the Red Dragon Army is under the direct command of the Survival Committee and theoretically belongs to all Longcheng citizens, rather than a private armed force of a super company.

"Then, the lives of disabled soldiers and the pensions of sacrificed soldiers naturally do not need to be taken care of by super corporations. The heavy financial pressure will all fall on the head of the Survival Committee.

“I have to admit that this plan is indeed perfectly conceived.

"It's like a 'gang' transforming into a 'corporation', throwing all the baggage to the survival committee, and taking all the benefits.

“In the first ten years, this mechanism worked very well.

"With the Red Dragon Army taking on all the hard work, dirty work, and tiring work, the extraordinary beings from the nine wealthy families can finally be freed from the simple and repetitive low-level fighting, the war of attrition like a flesh-and-blood millstone, and focus on more interesting and profitable things.

tasks with higher rates.

"I also have a lot of free time to explore the mysteries of the psychic field, construct a new spiritual magnetic force field, and figure out more complex and powerful combat modes.

"The Red Dragon Army used millions of tons of blood to help the strong men consume the overwhelming tide of beasts, and used torrents of steel and indiscriminate bombing to injure and knock out high-level monsters, allowing the strong men to kill them easily.

These monsters harvest, occupy, and devour their flesh and blood.

"In this way, the powerful men of the nine powerful families and the descendants and grandchildren of the peerless powerful men will naturally become stronger and stronger, and the status of the so-called 'cultivation family' will become more and more stable.

"The strong ones are getting stronger, which in turn highlights their importance and the rationality of controlling Dragon City - after all, although the Red Dragon Army shed blood and sweat and suffered heavy casualties, its combat effectiveness is not strong. Many battles are based on the scene.

That being said, the fight was quite ugly. When encountering an enemy above the 'Hell Level', you would have to call for support from strong men and even peerless strong men.

"At that time, a typical encounter often went like this - first, the Red Dragon Army, which was patrolling the wilderness in order to 'snatch the enemy', succeeded in alerting the monsters dormant in the depths of the mist.

"The Red Dragon Army relied on hot weapons, bayonets, fists and teeth to fight the monsters to the death, draining each other's last drop of blood, while calling for support from the rear.

"When the nightmare beasts, hell beasts and even doomsday beasts from the monster side came on the scene, the Red Dragon Army, which had run out of ammunition and food and suffered heavy casualties, finally couldn't hold on any longer.

"Of course, our desperate counterattack also killed a large number of low-level units of the monster civilization, and seriously consumed the spiritual energy and 'blood bar' of high-level monsters.

"Seeing that we were about to be completely annihilated, the powerful men belonging to the nine super corporations and nine wealthy families finally arrived belatedly and appeared in front of us with the attitude of 'magic soldiers descending from the sky, shining brightly', and killed Gao Gao.

The first-level monster, the final word for victory, harvested all resources and became our savior.

"The nine major super companies all have their own public relations departments.

"Strong people from wealthy families pay great attention to publicity.

“When they come out to practice and fight, most of them bring their own teams and take a lot of photos and videos in real time.

"So, in the press releases that were continuously sent back to Dragon City, the strong men were the absolute protagonists who played their part.

"Standing in mid-air, with electric arcs all over their bodies, and covered with a layer of golden armor by the sunlight, they looked like heavenly soldiers and generals, and the Red Dragon Army, whose faces were bloodied, covered in dust, ragged, and covered with bruises, formed a distinct contrast.

Compared.

"The focus of the battle report is also, 'A certain strong man killed the hell beast; a certain strong man severely damaged and drove back the doomsday beast; a certain strong man received a request for help from a certain unit of the Red Dragon Army, and did not hesitate to do so.

Hesitantly interrupting the crucial practice, but at the critical moment, he arrived in time to turn the tide', and so on.

"As for the bloody battle between the Red Dragon Army and the overwhelming tide of beasts in the dozen or even dozens of hours before the rich and powerful people arrived, no one publicized it and no one cared about it. After all, it was just 'cannon fodder versus cannon fodder.'

It's just a low-level competition.

"One side is cannon fodder, and the other side is the 'savior who turns the tide'. Who has greater military exploits and who is more qualified to get strategic resources. If there is only one high-level monster and can only harvest one rare material, who should it belong to - this

Isn’t it fucking obvious!”

Long Feijun became excited.

He struck out with a palm, leaving a palm print with bone visible on the rock nearby.

Meng Chao's pupils shrank and he said, "Senior Brother Long, you are drunk."

"That's right, I'm drunk, just think I'm drunk. These are all drunken words and nonsense."

Long Feijun's eyes were red, but his lips were frighteningly white. His teeth had left several rows of deep bite marks. He patted Meng Chao on the shoulder hard and said in a hoarse voice, "You don't know.

Meng Chao, you are still too young. You have no idea how difficult and difficult the Red Dragon Army was at that time.

"If nothing else, let's just talk about the ten great expeditions. Millions of red dragon troops, millions of passionate young people, and millions of sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, husbands, and wives of Dragon City citizens were all captured.

He was sent to the primitive jungle where there was mist, miasma, no roads, spiritual plants growing wildly, and snakes, insects, rats, and ants dormant in the darkness.

"Actually, judging from the strategic situation at the time, humans who have not yet fully understood psychic cultivation, rune technology and genetic modulation have neither the ability nor the need to launch such a large-scale expedition rashly.

"Even anyone with no military knowledge can see that such an expedition will inevitably result in heavy casualties.

"Since monsters are constantly coming towards us, we can completely stick to the fortified city, wait for work, recover our strength and accumulate technology, and wait patiently for the fog to become thinner and thinner, and the space and climate to become more and more stable.

"But those supremely powerful men can't wait any longer.

"In order to break through the limits of life and pry into the mysteries beyond the realm of gods, they can't wait to find the lair of high-level monsters. They want to fight more nightmare beasts, hell beasts and doomsday beasts, and they want to seize the high-level monsters' lairs.

Treasures of heaven and earth, I want to accumulate more training resources and combat data to prepare for the next stage of my evolution.

"They got their wish.

"In the ten great expeditions, those peerless experts killed a large number of high-level monsters and accumulated rich data and resources. Many powerful people in the heavenly realm have broken through to the divine realm, and the seven-star divine realm has broken through to eight or even nine stars.

Become an extremely powerful existence comparable to the 'God of War'.

“Their families and businesses also received huge rewards through the expedition.

"But the Red Dragon Army suffered millions of casualties before and after, and countless of the most enthusiastic and outstanding young people were turned into broken bones outside the barren mountains and ridges.

"No, the Red Dragon Army is not afraid of sacrifice.

"If it is for Dragon City, for all the citizens, for our homeland and civilization, even if there are another hundred great expeditions, even if the Red Dragon Army fights to the death, and sheds the last drop of blood, we will have no regrets.

See death as home!

"I'm just afraid -"

"Brother Long, you are drunk."

Meng Chao reminded him for the second time.

He grabbed Long Feijun's trembling arm.

Long Feijun was startled for a moment, wiped his face with cold rainwater, took a few deep breaths, and said with a smile: "Yes, I'm drunk, very drunk.

"Forget it, today is the day of victory, there is no need to keep talking about these unhappy things, talk about something happy!

"Originally, the Red Dragon Army was afraid that they would be a motley crew for the rest of their lives and would never be able to become the main force defending Dragon City.

"However, unlike so many motley armies with weak combat effectiveness in the past and present, we have something that they can never have, which is crucial to an army.

"That is inheritance and glory, that is the soul of the army!

"The founder of the Red Dragon Army, 'Wutie Dao', was one of the very few survivors of the glorious army that was completely wiped out in order to protect the Dragon City.

"Although he was just an ordinary soldier in the past.

"But honor, pride, responsibility and mission have long been transformed into inheritance, integrated into his blood and marrow, and branded into the chest of every soldier after the establishment of the Red Dragon Army.

"The Red Dragon Army had nothing when it was founded.

"There are no gorgeous special moves, no powerful psychic powers, no rune machinery and genetic modulation technology, and even guns, ammunition and heavy ordnance from the old world are seriously insufficient.

"There is only one thing that burns deep in the chest of every Red Dragon soldier and will never be extinguished.

"That's the spirit.

"Fortunately, the other world happens to be a world where spirit can influence and even determine matter.
Chapter completed!