Chapter 183 Kyle, how arrogant you are (10K, please subscribe)
The next moment, severe labor pain tore apart the false dream. When Kyle opened his eyes, the world became bright.
Everything in the spiritual world gradually faded away, and deafening cheers came from the institute.
At this time, Kyle only felt that they were a little noisy.
He looked at the solution hanging in the glass jar. The original body of the artifact-killing weapon inside had disappeared. He vaguely felt a joyful call coming from his body. It was Feixiang Sword shouting loudly.
Then he turned to look at Dr. Osborne, who was sitting outside the cabin without saying a word for a long time. His expression at this time was a little lost.
"I did it," Kyle said softly.
After a long time, Dr. Osborne smiled sadly: "Well, you did it, you are stronger than me, so I feel at ease.
Now Wandong City has reluctantly made preparations to evacuate Wandong City with our compatriots. Whether we can succeed in the end depends on you."
"You, awesome." Kyle's tone was a little complicated.
"The next step is up to you." Dr. Osborne patted him on the shoulder, "Remember, if you can't win, just press the button. It will be much better if you try again."
"good."
"Say goodbye to the people you want to say goodbye to. We don't have much time left."
"good."
"Live well."
"Well, I won't die that easily."
…
The lively voices gradually faded away.
After coming back to his senses, Kyle groggily climbed out of the bed in the dormitory of the Wandong City camp. Through the half-closed curtains, he could see that the night had faded.
"The wind is picking up."
There are dark clouds on the sea, and as expected, there may be a light rain today.
After tonight, the time that I will stay in this dungeon will probably start counting down, right?
…next day…
The gloom continued, and it was obviously the time when the sun was setting, but the entire surrounding area of Wandong City was already completely gloomy.
The rainy day shrouded the outside of the city in a layer of fog, but the flash bombs that kept rising in the sky lit up the sky, the roar of magic missiles streaking across the sky, and the continuous sounds of explosions all around outside the city.
Outside Wandong City, a group of thermal weapons, mainly goblins, stood in the rain together with a group of humans riding wolves and horses.
With a phalanx of 7,500 people and a fully-staffed thermal weapons combat brigade, the original vacancies were filled by the Wandong City side as best they could.
In this square formation, there are no more than a hundred people who are truly professionals, and the remaining personnel are all elites transferred from other troops to assist in the battle.
The other troops have already taken the lead to attract and intercept the largest wave of monsters and undead. The magic missiles that usually made them feel distressed if they were released a few times now light up the night sky like free fireworks.
Kyle, who was standing in front of the phalanx, took a deep breath and said from a high position:
"I heard that many of you chose to join the army just to avenge those domineering villains. Now, as agreed, I have brought you all here. Welcome to the final battlefield."
All the young goblins below made a military salute.
“Always be fearless!!!”
"Forever loyal to the Empire!!!"
"Always protect the people of the empire!!!"
The roar of the 7,500-man combat brigade resounded through the sky, and the roar of the distant forest trembled under their voice.
Kyle's slightly lowered eyes slowly opened. He stood indifferently in front of everyone, showed a cold smile, and opened his hands towards everyone:
"Then, that's all. Everyone, let those scum remember the taste of fear, so that when they hear our footsteps in the future, they can feel the breath of death! Everyone, move forward outside the city."
Kyle handed the communicator on his waist to his deputy Jonathan and said: "When we complete the mission and the coalition forces start to retreat, you call the headquarters to release the terminal bomb."
Jonathan nodded, Kyle looked deeply at the city behind him, got in the car and drove forward.
With the conventional heavy firepower of the goblin thermal weapon army, there is no way to suppress the petitioner army for a long time, let alone defeat the Chosen One behind the monster army.
Therefore, there is no doubt that the thermal weapon combat brigade will face a tough battle next.
The scenery outside the car window always tempts people to think in a slightly different direction.
Kyle actually knew very well that facing the assembled army of petitioners, the goblins had almost no chance of victory.
The reason why it has been sustained until now is simply because the coalition forces of various countries want to erase the traces of the Goblin Empire from the bottom of their hearts. There is no doubt about this, because Kyle knows that the major churches in later generations will not dare to play God at all.
The chosen one takes the lead and pulls the formed petitioner army into an atmospheric attack.
Because once they show such signs, they are very likely to be attacked first by major countries...Who knows if the petitioner army created by these magic sticks is coming to attack them? Just in case,
Send them to heaven first!
But now, they are so determined to encircle and suppress them with an organized legion of petitioners. This does not mean that during the Goblin Empire, the church had greater privileges than later generations, but because of fear.
Gods can also be afraid, and God's Chosen are even more afraid. At least those God's Chosen who currently command the petitioner army will be afraid.
That's why they eagerly hope to gain victory on the enemy's battlefield as soon as possible and carry the power of victory to trap the Goblin Empire in a cage of terror.
Originally, if everything went as scheduled and according to their rhythm, Kyle could see the ending of Wandong City recorded in historical documents, that is, as the major goblin cities became more and more isolated, they could not make quantitative changes in the results of the enemy's battle, which would bring about
The result is that the major cities of the Goblin Empire will continue to bleed during the attacks of the petitioner legions...
Wandong City is just one representative among the major cities that are bleeding.
A war of attrition is very deadly, especially when the goblin empire is almost unable to advance the front, and the petitioner army has many ways to endanger the rear. The forces that cannot be unified will be gradually eroded, and eventually they will no longer be able to resist.
Of course, objectively speaking, Kyle and the others still have the possibility of victory.
If everything goes as Kyle expected...then by refreshing the dungeon for the first time, everyone can at least test out the approximate combat effectiveness of the coalition forces from various countries.
No, maybe his miscalculation is not a bad thing.
This kind of thing is a dilemma no matter how you look at it.
Presumably, people like him who were displaced during wars in the past would also have this idea. The fog of war that cannot be seen clearly will always weaken people's will.
"It's so sad!" Kyle could only sigh with emotion.
Huh? Why did the car stop?
With the sound of deceleration and whistle, the car door was opened directly. Jonathan walked in and said seriously:
"Captain Kyle, there's a situation."
Kyle, who had closed his eyes to recuperate, opened his eyes and jumped out of the car sharply. Everyone also put on their weapons and followed closely.
He walked to the observer in the front row, took his telescope and took a look. There were large figures surging in the rain curtain, moving towards their direction.
He lowered his binoculars and said, "Get ready to fire."
The goblin gunmen raised their guns, but they had some doubts in their hearts.
Are these the petitioners who are not afraid of bullets?
There was a continuous scream in the rain. Through the scope, they were shocked to see a group of ragged goblins stumbling towards their direction.
Kyle said calmly: "Destroy all the goblins that appear in sight."
There was silence below. After a while, someone finally pulled the trigger and took the lead in launching the attack.
Most people had the answer in their hearts and gradually became quiet.
But there was a young goblin in the team who could not lift the gun in his hand, and even asked in a deep voice: "Captain, they are still alive!"
Kyle stared at the crowd approaching in the rain and said calmly: "Shoot."
"But, in this case..."
Kyle said coldly: "Soldier, look clearly, they are seedbeds."
He took down the Scarlet Sword tied to his back and pointed at the refugees who were fleeing in panic. The young goblin subconsciously looked in the direction Kyle pointed. The sharp eyesight of the professional gunman allowed him to see those refugees.
The way fellow refugees looked at them.
There was a fanatical and firm will in their eyes, as determined as Kyle and the others.
"The defenses of the brain have been broken by the 'poison of faith'. They are now the staunchest believers of the gods... That is just a prop used to shake your confidence."
But the soldier still struggled and said: "But, but I..."
Before he could finish speaking, a sharp pain suddenly surged in his stomach. He couldn't stand, fell to his knees and retched. Jonathan looked at him coldly——
Seeing the soldier struggling, Jonathan pulled off the submachine gun hanging on his body and threw it in front of him: "You should have been guarding the city and not participated in the front-line combat work.
But now, remember your responsibilities clearly, soldier. I will pretend that I didn’t hear the stupid words you just said. I will repeat what the captain said——"
Jonathan turned his back to the soldier, holding the spear in his hand with a creaking sound, and said extremely cruel words in a cold voice:
"Pick up your gun and at least kill someone with it, which will blur some of your guilt."
The young goblin gunner stared blankly at the submachine gun that fell into the water. His pupils widened slightly. He stumbled and picked up the gun. He looked at the refugee who could already see his figure clearly. The cold rain fell and streaked across his cheek.
He let out a beast-like howl and pulled the trigger.
"Bang~"
Blood splatters everywhere!
The sound of the gunshot was like a stimulus. The already fierce fire coverage of the goblins standing on both sides of Kyle became more dense. The cold rain could not extinguish the muzzle fire. The attacking goblins fell to the ground like wheat.
After they fell, undead spirits burst out of their bodies.
Kyle watched all this with cold eyes. He flipped the Scarlet Sword and swung it straight forward, killing the goblins and undead that appeared in his sight. The undead around him were also smashed into pieces by the rangers who came forward with their slime swords.
"Get the communicator," Kyle said.
Lucius trotted to his side and handed the communicator to Kyle. Kyle opened the communication channel: "The 7th Brigade, the 11th Brigade, and the 44th Brigade. After receiving the news, they will stop the petitioners from returning to defense at all costs and insist on fifteen
Minutes, we hit the jackpot.”
"Received."*3
The other party's replies came through the communicator one after another, and the next moment, the sound of the Charge came through the communicator.
A cold light flashed in Kyle's eyes, and he looked deep into the forest.
The next moment, the magic power poured into the Scarlet Sword spurted out with divine particles, breaking the restrictions of the [anti-casting field device], turning into a stream of light, sweeping across the surrounding area, and dispersing the surrounding mist.
Jonathan was stunned for a moment. His scalp was numb and he didn't even have time to think about it. He shouted loudly: "All rangers, be on alert!"
Kyle held the "Scarlet Sword" tightly and stood in front of everyone. His eyes showed the madness that danced on the tip of the sword, and his cold voice echoed in everyone's ears:
"Comrades, professionals possess superhuman strength, logic and wisdom are the foundation of our survival, and duty and dedication are our bounden duty as soldiers.
Sometimes, reason and duty conflict, but at this moment, take up arms and win this victory! It is the duty of our soldiers to conquer even though we know there is purgatory ahead..."
The ferocity in his eyes even infected all the participants. The red eyes of everyone seemed to dye the fog into the color of blood.
Kyle drew his sword, the flames on the blade burst out, and he went straight to a corner to kill: "Let these bastards see how our group of rabid dogs can tear them apart.
Hey, are you right? Grand prize, the chosen one."
At this time, the rangers wearing dark green combat uniforms were charging.
The petitioners with ghostly expressions jumped out ferociously from the surrounding area, but Kyle's sight passed through the dark forest and caught a glimpse of the black hand hidden behind the petitioners.
In an instant, there was a fight at hand-to-hand combat.
…Two minutes later, the fragmented battlefield…
"Lord..." Jonathan suppressed the pain at the corner of his mouth and pulled up a smile.
Kyle placed Jonathan hanging on his body on the ground——
He only had the upper half of his body left, but the sharp blade in his hand still stabbed him firmly, and was finally cut off in half by his sword without hesitation.
The divine particles in Kyle's body burned even more fiercely.
The slightly disappointed voice of the Chosen One came from the air: "Why..."
Mental control methods, I know, are the daily life-saving methods used by most churches before going crazy.
There will be subordinates who will be manipulated. I also know that petitioners are like a useful belief-making machine for gods. You don’t even let go of your own believers. If you are desperate, it is normal to attack the enemy.
.
I need to kill them with my own hands, I also... know.
If Gluttony Slime hadn't been able to delay their death, their lives would have been hanging until I restarted the instance.
But why——
"I have never felt that living is so painful, and I have never hated this group of brainless fanatics so much." Kyle's voice was a little hoarse, "The consciousness of starting a war in order to quell the war was what you told me...
…I really can’t regard these as games.”
The ill will towards me from my former teammates is like a bonfire in the dark, so bright, dazzling and heartbreaking.
However, they have already been prepared.
The gluttonous slime queen Esther controls the lives of all lower-level slimes, and the physical conditions of the rangers who coexist with the lower-level gluttonous slimes are indirectly controlled by Kyle.
He knew exactly who had been affected and lost control.
This is a secret that has never been revealed in this battle before, and it is also a decisive attack tailor-made for Kyle and the Ranger team to deal with the "rebellion" of the Chosen One.
The Scarlet Fantasy Sword, entwined with splashing divine particles, shimmered with light, and the surviving rangers were as silent as steel.
Just now, they successfully strangled their companions who were completely out of control. The harpoons covered with barbs were condensed by the gluttonous slimes on their bodies. They used their brute force to forcefully crash into the Chosen One.
In that twisted body of flesh and blood.
Without the influence of mental control, if this God's Chosen One wants to harm itself, it can only get close to fight or control its companions.
But as the chosen one, he never expected that this team was already determined to fight to the death.
Kill the petitioners first, then kill your compatriots. The smell of blood blooming in pain is like a wave, drowning the petitioners around you.
He swung the shattered transport vehicle aside with his hook, grabbed a corner, and shot it out like a heavy cannon. It was instantly dodged by the Chosen Ones who shuttled around. He seemed a little confused and asked again:
"Why didn't you save your comrades? The speed at which I destroyed their brains couldn't even catch up with the speed at which you killed them...Humans, I don't understand. Aren't they your compatriots?"
Kyle remained silent and carefully used the Fei Xiang Sword's perception to calculate the movement path of the God's Chosen One. Perhaps due to excessive and unbearable force, the God's Chosen One's body swelled into a big, ferocious mass.
Meat cubes.
In Kyle's opinion, one punch should have a strong impact!
He had a ferocious smile on his face, and the patterns on the treasure house of life on his head were flickering. The released divine particles were condensed into the patterns, and then activated to strengthen his body.
With this move, he felt that the muscles in his body were dissolving, and the divine particles wrapped around his fist, slamming down with a force as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering.
Even without borrowing the destructive power of the Scarlet Sword, the tense muscles all over the body were so deadly when struck out, directly hitting the brain of the chosen one.
Kyle himself didn't notice that as the punch came down, the smile on his face was as vicious as a sickle, like a wild beast.
He couldn't see his expression, but he never felt that he was more violent than at this moment.
Amidst the sound of teeth cracking and bones cracking, the God's Chosen One's head was turned over twice by the blow, and the soft and tough skin was twisted into a twist.
The next second, kicks from top to bottom came down like heavy artillery. Amidst the dull bombardment, Kyle, who felt that he was losing some blood, mercilessly pushed him into a twenty-meter-deep hole.
But within half a second, the intact Chosen One flew out of the crater and looked at Kyle with a gloomy expression:
"Why……"
Three more rangers came, each holding a whaling harpoon and thrusting it into his huge and ferocious body, causing him to stagger for half a second. Then a shrill sound of wind blew, and the Fei Xiang Sword was swung down with blood wrapped in blood. He once again
It was torn apart and slammed into the pit.
As if he couldn't feel the pain, he rose into the air again and repeated the question just now: "Why..."
Although his skin was cracked and bleeding after being beaten by Kyle, he didn't care and seemed to want to get the answer from Kyle.
Kyle's waist, which was stooped with pain due to the overflow of divine particles, slowly straightened up, his eyes dimmed, and blood slid down his cheeks.
It was a weakness he had never felt since becoming a professional, in every sense of the word, but he still had unfinished tasks.
"I'm going to beat you, why is it necessary..."
The wind carried the angry roar of the Chosen One.
"Why do you want to stop me from killing them? You are obviously the Chosen One too!"
"Why should even my humble wish to live be taken away?"
"You are indeed one of the few top-level humans I have ever seen. It's a pity that top-level humans are... just humans after all!" The God's Chosen One's hard body collapsed with punches and swords, and the sky was filled with red liquid, but he was still there
Laughing wildly, "You can't kill me!"
"Hahahaha..." The Chosen One responded with an even crazier laugh from Kyle. He grabbed the handle of the Scarlet Sword with one hand and smashed it down, creating a cold light in the air.
"It's all, it's all because you guys are crazy. Wherever I stand, you just have to stand in line honestly, okay?
As for now, until I teach you how to revere life, until your brain is shattered... I will not stop!"
Along with Kyle's groan, the divine particles dyed the shock wave ejected from the sword into a deep red. The scorching heat wave surged and instantly cut the entire body of the Chosen One into two pieces. The sword light cut Kyle into two pieces.
A crack several meters wide and deep into the ground was cut into the ground in front of him.
Amidst the roar, the rock formations under the soil layer were impacted, slightly arching the soil layer from the ground.
Kyle could only feel the Scarlet Sword in his hand roaring, and his body seemed to be awakening.
He can feel the changes in various parts of his body. They seem to remind him that you can be faster and stronger, and his brain is also transmitting a belief to himself, hold on for a while, hold on for a while!
He exhaled a long breath, feeling the strong wind passing through his body, and entered an indescribable state. He had not been able to go any further for half a month, but he felt that in this trembling state, his body strength was boiling.
It's still going wild.
The mental power that had always obeyed his orders was involuntarily mixed with the hot blood flowing in the blood vessels, integrating with the divine particles that were constantly flowing in.
Waves of white mist began to escape from his body.
He is still getting stronger!
Under the crack, the muscles of the wound of the Chosen One whose body was broken into two parts rolled, and tentacles connected to the broken flesh.
Although he is not good at fighting with the body, it does not mean that his strength is weak. His bloated body gradually twisted and became more slender. Streams of high-temperature air spurted out from the gaps in the blooming flesh and blood on his body. White bones
The sickle pierced the flesh and appeared everywhere on the body.
If he finds the right opportunity, he will tear apart those humans and goblins, especially that guy!
Kill him!
Kill him!!
Kill him!!!
A stream of high-temperature smoke spewed out from the cracks in the ground. Covered by the thick smoke, the Chosen One suddenly launched an attack. The white bone sickle swung at high speed was entangled with the filthy breath, and with the heat of air friction, it was pushed with great force.
It slashed at Kyle, but stopped in front of him unable to move.
He stared blankly at the sickle that was pinched by Kyle's fingers and only pierced the surface, leaving a scratch on the palm, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Was he so strong just now?
Kyle spat a mouthful of blood and looked at the "magic barrier" he had created with divine particles. This thing was much easier to use than magic.
He firmly grasped the bone sickle used by the God's Chosen One to launch a fatal attack on him, and said with a ferocious smile: "This is the God's Chosen One's attack. You are really... weak."
It was obvious that he had been avoiding his gaze, but at this moment, the Chosen One felt that he was looking at him with mocking eyes.
I saw his body leaning forward slightly, his head close to the God's Chosen One, but the God's Chosen One's upper body subconsciously leaned back.
How arrogant this human being is.
"Feixiang Sword... remember clearly the name of the little cutie who hacked you to death, then you can die."
The sickle was crushed by the fingertips, and the divine particles wrapped around the magic power in his body, as if to evacuate his body, and gathered on the tip of the sword. The sword began to undergo strange changes, and the entire sword was glowing.
The king beast, which should not be afraid of physical attacks, felt the danger of death at this moment.
He wanted to struggle, but when facing Kyle with cruel eyes, he felt as if he suddenly became so small.
That man, that monster just fell with the sword, crushing him indifferently.
The surrounding ground suddenly deformed violently, and the Feixiang Sword launched an impact and exploded him into pieces of flesh. 30 seconds passed, but the broken corpses still could not be put back together to revive him.
But Kyle knew that he burned the remaining divine particles in his body and tore his entire body into pieces before delivering a fatal blow, which could only slow down his resurrection time, but he could no longer walk now.
His lungs seemed to be burned by flames, and his exhausted body shook a little, and he could only stumble and find a broken tree to sit down on.
At this moment, the world is so quiet.
Suddenly he felt like eating meat... This shabby dungeon actually gave him more than ten years of memories of not having enough to eat... When he returns to Lancaster, he must spread the word about cherishing food as soon as possible!
The two-handed sword "Feixiang" was placed on his knees, emitting a warm red light, illuminating his empty eyes.
He could feel a lot of vitality gathering the body of the Chosen One, and the minced flesh was still gathering.
It's all like this, but this guy is still alive. He is really tenacious.
If he hadn't completed the contract with Fei Xiangjian, he would have never been able to fight the Chosen One to this point.
Fortunately, Final-4104 was enough to burn his unrepaired body to ashes.
"Lord." A ranger who was still in good health put the dropped communicator into his hand, "This is the last step."
Kyle was slightly silent: "Yes, this is the last step."
The communicator was turned on, and Kyle whispered: "The Chosen One is seriously injured, please request the Goblin United Council to transmit Endgame-4104..."
There was no sound coming from the other end of the communicator.
Kyle was silent for a moment and contacted another channel: "Dr. Osborne, I order you to teleport to Endgame-4104."
This time, Dr. Osborne's heavy breathing came from the other end of the communicator.
Dr. Osborne said nothing for a long time.
Kyle's voice said more firmly: "I order you to teleport to the end - 4104."
"Why?" Dr. Osborne asked hoarsely, "Why?"
"You taught me this. You have already guessed it, haven't you?" Kyle said calmly.
"...Ask me one last time, whether to teleport to the end -4104."
Kyle was silent for a long time, he indeed guessed it.
When he saw the "Sea Hydralisk" bypassing the battle line and appearing in the sea behind, he knew that the end of Wandong City had come.
Because, when a "Sea Hydralisk" appears behind, it means that there are so many monsters in the sea behind that it can hardly be contained.
Also, the upper echelons of the Goblin Council may have noticed something.
Of course, those guys are not as explicit as Dr. Osborne.
Scenes from the previous conversation played out in my mind.
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Wrynn: "Okay, Dr. Osborn, if you have anything to say, just ask him. In this world, you won't be able to find a professional who is stronger than him in the future. I'm afraid there will be no one in the future."
...There is no chance."
…
Dr. Osborne: "Except for the necessary energy, the remaining energy in Wandong City can still support a 'fixed point teleportation'."
…
Are you afraid that you don’t know how to “reasonably” send to a fixed point?
Kyle said faintly: "Isn't that why you implanted the flesh and blood of evil gods into two Final Yan-4104s?
Because they know that the ship of the Great Transfer cannot leave the sea at all, there is no freedom outside the city, there is only a withered world, and those who have the authority to teleport to Endgame-4104 will not be able to open the teleportation channel in the end, because they already know that they are dead.
If we follow the original plan, we will be faced with a certain death situation.
You guessed it right, even if I don't care, you will let someone carry out this plan, right? Let me guess that person, Wrynn?"
"You are really smart." Dr. Osborne's voice was full of regret, "You may also want to stay with those scientific research equipment.
How I wish my choice was wrong, but it's a pity..."
A moment later, as a ray of light flashed on the Scarlet Sword, a teleportation channel opened, and Final-4104 landed.
"However, we are the right ones. I have said that I am a fugitive. I just want to live. From the beginning to the end, I have not changed. I have always been."
A goblin standing next to him finally realized something. His body was stiff and his scalp was numb. He already understood what Kyle was going to do and shook his head subconsciously: "No, don't do this."
Kyle patted him on the shoulder, walked to the body of the God's Chosen One, directly collected the body parts of the God's Chosen One, threw them onto the Terminus Bullet, and then kicked them into the other side of the passage.
In the communicator, Dr. Osborne's hoarse voice was full of unsuppressible pain: "Kyle, the greatest pain in life is that you know what is right, but always make the wrong choice.
There is a huge gap between knowing and doing it, and I can't cross it. Thank you, thank you for helping me make this choice."
Kyle didn't respond.
With a flash of light, Final-4104, together with the flesh and blood of the God's Chosen One, was transported to the ship where the residents of Wandong City fled.
"Then now, it's really the last step...the east wind blows thousands of trees into bloom at night."
Walking through the black forest, looking at the dead Wandong City, someone in the institute was breathing heavily, floating into the distance. It was the evacuation fleet group that had been captured by the petitioners, monsters and undead, and the stars were twinkling on the ocean.
Finally the bullet hit the ground!
boom!!!
On the horizon, a dazzling light rose. At this moment, Divine Punishment, which represents the aesthetics of goblin power, came to the world. The mushroom cloud was expanding. It was clearly far away, but Kyle and the others still saw the mushroom cloud rising into the sky, and
The impact swept over from afar.
The more than 400,000 refugees who fled the Great Escape were wiped out in the impact and high temperature. Also taken away were those petitioners who had not had time to raise the [Mobile Church], as well as the chosen ones who had not yet recovered their flesh and blood.
The surging heat and radiation nourished the flesh and blood of the evil god that was infused into the final bullet, turning the escape path into a sea of bloody fire that filled the sky.
…
An unprecedented sense of boredom enveloped Kyle. In the past, he felt unconcealed malice coming from all directions. This kind of gaze seemed to exist all the time, with the pervasive cold wind from the south. But now, that malicious gaze
disappeared.
With the death of the Chosen One, the war in the wilderness has fallen into a one-sided situation. The heavily damaged Ranger team and support troops are leaning quietly in the forest.
They have basically lost their combat capabilities.
For a long time, dawn tore through the darkness, and in the thin twilight, the constant roar of vehicles could be heard.
The tired Kyle raised his head and saw a group of scarred troops.
"The 7th Infantry Brigade of Wandong City."
"11th Wandong City Tactical Rocket Brigade."
"Wandong City Armored 44th Brigade."
Standing at the front, the pale goblin soldier was the last one to salute Kyle: "Colonel, the Thermal Weapons Brigade of Wandong City, the four remaining troops from this battle are also the total number of surviving compatriots in Wandong City. Now accept it.
Your command!"
"..." Kyle looked at their sorrowful and respectful eyes and slowly stood up.
A red sun slowly climbed up from the sky and shone on this bloody team.
Kyle looked at their faces. They were all young.
He took a deep breath and whispered: "Wrynn, get out of the queue."
Wrynn, still bandaged, stood in front.
"What are the specific statistics?"
Wrynn pinched the small notebook in his hand and handed it to Kyle with some force on his fingers. Kyle glanced at it and read in a deep voice:
"Now report the battle situation and losses of this battle——
This battle was initiated by the Goblin United Council Command. It assembled the 7th Infantry Brigade, the 11th Tactical Rocket Brigade, the 44th Armored Brigade, and the Thermal Equipment Brigade under my command. After intending to severely damage the Chosen One, the Terminator Bomb was used to clear the battlefield to the maximum extent.
Destroy the core command force of the coalition forces of various countries - the Chosen One and his bodyguards.
In order to ensure that either the evacuated people or the main battle force remained intact, two preparations were made under the command of the former commander-in-chief of Wandong City during the war.
Dr. Osborne, the director of the Wandongcheng Research Institute and the chief of staff of the combat center, preserved one of the two Endgame-4104s focusing on the power of burning blood, and was led by the commander of the mixed brigade of the West Sea Defense Line and the staff of the combat center Uri
En execute the detonation command of End-4104.
The speed of the petitioners is not enough to encircle and suppress the forces of both parties at the same time. Once it is determined that either side of the evacuation or the main battle is attacked by the main army of petitioners, the operations center or Dr. Osborne and Wrynn will confirm the situation and perform key detonation operations.
.
In this battle, the number of petitioners was unprecedentedly weak. The number of petitioners participating in the encirclement and suppression was less than half of the peak number. It can be believed that the main targets of the petitioners in this battle were... the large number of people who had evacuated.
Now, except for the 7th Infantry Brigade, the 11th Tactical Rocket Brigade, the 44th Armored Brigade, and the Thermal Equipment Brigade, half of the personnel are intact, and the 400,000 people who evacuated have confirmed that they have lost signs of resistance under the attack of the petitioners.
The above targets have been confirmed to be true by Chief of Staff Dr. Osborne, and I will carry out tactical teleportation bombing operations.
After observation by the reconnaissance team, the petitioners besieging the fleet were unable to deploy the barrier in time, and were bombarded and counterattacked by our side, and all of them were killed.
Follow-up statistics of the battle——
The number of people who have lost contact is, uh... more than 400,000;
7th Infantry Brigade, 3,114 deaths;
11th Tactical Rocket Brigade, 1,045 deaths;
Armored 44th Brigade, 4192 people died.
A total of 8,351 people died and more than 400,000 people were missing.
After this battle, we became the only army in Wandong City.
Without the leadership of the Chosen One, the disordered petitioners will no longer be able to organize an effective [Mobile Church]. Except for White Simtia, who is stationed at the rear and has a small number of petitioners under his command, the Chosen One's
The living force is no longer difficult to resist.
Just like more than ten years ago, we have an extra period of time to survive and even counterattack.
Everyone, there is no real winner in this battle. No matter which side survives, it will and will inevitably suffer the future of coexisting with those disorderly petitioners on this land.
Before embracing this not-so-good future, I wish all survivors, in this era of displacement and destruction, to do whatever they can to survive in this world.
at last……"
Kyle closed the small book and put it in Wrynn's hand. He looked at everyone with a calm look in his eyes: "I will personally go to the explosion site to confirm whether the Chosen One is alive. That's all."
After arranging the corresponding subordinates and telling Wrynn to lead the team to protect the remaining people, with Wrynn's complicated expression, Kyle got on the mountain bike and motioned for the others to get off.
"Okay, we don't have much time left. There are some things that it would be more appropriate for me to verify in person."
After saying that, Kyle looked at Wrynn with a calm gaze: "Next, their safety will be left to you."
Wrynn opened his mouth to refuse, but was kicked to the ground by Kyle.
He glanced at the admiring and complicated eyes of the people around him, and smiled at Wrynn.
Wrynn looked at him quietly, sighed, and understood what Kyle was thinking.
"At least let me give you a ride."
Kyle thought for a moment, looked at Wrynn's firm eyes, and nodded after a long time.
…
We drove along the main road outside the city and circled half of the forest, passed through a natural ravine, bypassed the port where the explosion occurred, and then drove straight towards Wandong City, which no longer had the breath of life.
When he came to the gate of the Wandong City Research Center again, Kyle saw Dr. Osborne wearing a protective suit waving to them.
After parking the car and coming to Dr. Osborne's side, Kyle looked at Dr. Osborne's obviously decadent expression and walked towards the research center without stopping:
"Wrynn, go back, the team needs you to be their shield."
Wrynn stood at the door, silent for a long time, and finally said: "It's not necessary, everyone can understand your choice."
Kyle stopped and turned to him and said, "Wrynn, you are older than me, so you should think more clearly than me."
Street Diary:
【Cat Diary】
Our dad: What kind of pet should we keep? What kind of pet should we keep! What kind of pet should we keep! What’s so good about this thing!
I came to Haikou because I was worried about the patient.
Our dad: Meow~ come here!
At the same time, he also complained to his mother: "The rice cake can run so fast that it can't even come over."
Then as soon as Shuangtang was locked out, she would meow there, with a miserable voice like a girl who had been deceived by a scumbag...
Then my dad immediately put it in the house.
Reminds me of the previous chat with my mother.
Mother: Turn on the video and let me see how you are doing now.
(one minute later)
Mother: Okay, cut the video and let me see the rice cakes and frosting.
I:???
Then my mother controlled me remotely and let me play with the cat for several minutes.
【Yangle Diary】
I'm having a cold, but it doesn't seem to be as severe as the previous cold.
Speaking of which, I had a cold before. When it was the most serious, except that I didn’t have white lungs, my symptoms were basically the same as those of most people who suffer the most after having a cold.
Is this because I had a severe cold before, or is it because my strain is milder?
Speaking of which, when it was 39.5 degrees, I felt very lucky that I didn't feel faint at all. I was really...a freak.
I hope the situation in the next few days won't be too serious.
Nowadays, it is widely rumored in the boutique elderly care group that I have a Daiyu physique. Are you kidding me? I am a tough guy, how could I be Sister Lin!
Wait...my real surname is Lin.
【Plot Diary】
Kyle has the ability to restart the dungeon with one click. The Rangers have Gluttonous Slime hanging on their lives and they can't die. Esther can detect who is about to die. There are really some people who can't handle Kyle and just restart it.