South, North.

What did the humans at the beginning of the primitive world rely on to judge the direction and make a correct judgment on the route of travel?

This question may never be answered. The earth is spinning around. Our ancestors are staggering in the ignorant and barbaric era. They may be surprised that the sun rises and sets from different directions every day. Some perseverance and tenacious migration may also be determined by chasing the sun, determined to be happy only in the distance that is always shining by the light forever, and run desperately. Perhaps, they need to spend decades of time, or even a whole life, to truly know that giving everything to the light is actually just returning to the place from the place.

Despair, crying, my mind is blank...

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Those who have not experienced all this personally will never be able to understand the wrinkles and wrinkles that have been deeply scratched by the sword of time on the weather-beaten and vicissitudes. However, these pursuits are not nothing. Their life experience and rich vision are far beyond the reach of people. Loss and decadences in the real world will briefly consolidate the thinking consciousness, but they cannot exist forever. Human beings will eventually reproduce on the desolate land, and the elderly understanding of light can also be taught to the next generation through oral brush strokes. This continuation of evolution is the wisdom that has been precipitated for a long time and the most basic difference between human beings and other lower creatures.

.....The Longteng Ling on the map, San Loca City is located at the southernmost corner of the narrow and long-shaped ruling area. Just to its south, those parts that are completely shrouded in vast black fog, with only a few parts that replace the mountains and ruins with simple lines and eye-catching white dots, have been marked with a very deterrent name.

Black Prison Empire.

It's already dawn.

Standing at the top of a rock mound hundreds of meters high, using a tactical telescope to look at the dense triangular marching tents on the distant plains, Lin Xiang's face, which seemed to have a faint smile at all times, did not reveal any unnecessary expression.

The strong-bodied Wang Biao stood more than two meters away on the right. The fierce battle prompted the virus to break through and transform his body by surpassing the limits of the flesh. The swelling and thick muscles surrounded the face, squeezed and squeezed the facial features and released the ferocious and evil-like hideousness. Especially the huge scar that penetrated the entire face made him look more fierce and cruel. Even the act of expressing kindness like a smile is full of terrifying coldness and fear.

The mutated storm giant stood on the ground with his legs apart, with his hands on the heavy battle axe, raised his shoulders, and followed the direction Lin Xiang pointed at the telescope, staring silently.

This is a huge whole mountain rock. From the oblique part of the ground, it just forms a half-slope angle. Looking forward from the observation direction, it is difficult to feel Lin Xiang and Wang Biao standing at the top of the mountain rock, and it is even more impossible to see hundreds of armed combatants standing behind them, covered by dense bushes from layers.

According to the order, a total of 654 parasites who had received pure blood arrived in San Loka from Hidden Moon City. Their strength ranged from four to six stars. In terms of individuals, it was comparable to the strong power of the Eighth Legion of the Black Prison Empire. But in terms of number, it was far beyond any force except the Skeleton Knights and the Red Corps. Even if all parasites under the jurisdiction of the Black Prison Empire Empire were combined, it would not be possible to form such a "hundred" number.

The huge battle group of troops. Locke did not continue to stay in San Loca. The killing of the legion commander was absolutely shocking for the Imperial Kingdom. As the deputy of the Legion, he must return to the imperial capital as soon as possible and report everything he had lived here to the emperor himself. As a prop necessary to state the facts, Liu Yuchen also extracted the original gene from Malefu according to Lin Xiang's order and generated a new body in the cultivation tank.

This newly created copyist does not need to instill consciousness. Its only function is to cut his throat with a battle axe by Wang Biao, and after special anti-corruption treatment, it is handed over to Locke to take back to the Empire as proof that his words are not false.

As a dark, Locke, a chess piece lurking in the Black Prison Empire, can still play an extremely important role in the future. According to the military garrison map he left behind, the follow-up team of the "Extreme Warriors" Legion mobilized from the direction of Yinyue City, had about 2,000 combatants quietly crossed the border, passed through the severe radiation area that was blocked, and formed a defensive position behind the Eighth Legion of the Imperial Kingdom. Relying on detailed information and a large number of anti-radiation agents, Lin Xiang has surrounded this huge military garrison with a total of nearly 10,000. The rest of the work... is to wipe it out completely and completely without leaving any left.

The total number of combat groups in the Black Prison Empire is far higher than that of Longteng Ling. Although Lin Xiang can obtain a large number of parasites through pure blood transformation, he cannot make the number of combat troops between the two equal or surpass in a short period of time. The special social structure of the Imperial Empire makes it difficult or impossible for these military teams to be loyal to the victory even if they are reborn. They cannot adapt to the interests of Longteng Ling. Whether it is deterrence or weakening, the only way is to kill them all.

There is no doubt that while supporting Longteng Ling, the "Redification" group was also supporting the Black Prison to lead the country with a large amount of material and military equipment. Lin Xiang was angry about this, and even felt like he was deceived and fooled. The attacks on Longteng Ling by the Empire State, whether it was instructed by the "Redification" group or the emperor's own will, must kill every guy who dared to have a craving for his territory on the spot.

If the "Redification" group was really furious because a legion on the Imperial Kingdom was completely wiped out, and therefore launched a full-scale counterattack against Longteng Leader, Lin Xiang also had a trump card to fight against it - he could transform everyone in Longteng Leader into a parasitizer, use crazy ant tactics to gnaw the Crescent City, the Raphael Castle in Asia, and even submerge the Knights' General Office far away in the Americas like sea water.

This is a way of losing both sides.

This means that Lin Xiang must give up everything he has earned in his current business and put the whole world in chaos again.

According to some people in the old era, this terrible and crazy self-destructive behavior is obviously against all mankind, committing crimes, and the best and strong manifestation of psychological changes and inner desires. He may also be labeled as an ambitious person, attempting to dominate the world, a series of titles such as filthy evil and evil devils, etc. Taoist righteous scholars and so-called righteous men will call on everyone to confront him, criticize, and condemn him...

Thinking of this, Lin Xiangru's soft lips gradually tightened and sealed into a cold, hard, and cold line similar to steel.

If the evolution of things really pushes Long Tengling into a desperate situation, then the old man will bring the world back to its original state.

Why should I consider others?

What does other people's life and death have to do with me?

What is the difference between one person and millions of people in this world every day?

If you want to scold, just scold! What is the use of condemnation of Taoism?

Since you don't let me survive, the old man will bring everyone to hell together.

Of course, the king must show enough goodwill and gentleness to the civilians under his jurisdiction. But in the event that even the most basic survival cannot be guaranteed... I die, and you must die together.

Putting down the telescope, Lin Xiang looked at the plains covered with countless blurred triangles and fortifications in the distance, nodded gently, and said in a voice that was obviously filled with silence and bloodthirsty pleasure, "Start!"

......

The harsh whistle that cut through the air instantly drove away the dull atmosphere that enveloped the wilderness.

Tons of shells roared over the sky, exploding balls of rising flames on the ground. The ground burst out with a dull sound, as if it was smashed down by an invisible hammer, shaking up a layer of dust that swelled up from the surface, suspended in the air, and continued to thicken and thicken, and rose wildly under the burning heat and ignition of the fire. In just a few minutes, the ground in the explosion of the explosion had turned black, and shocking huge craters could be seen in the rolling smoke. The unstable flames ate all the substances that could burn. Dry plants, tents, various military supplies, including the broken human body limbs, quickly turned into ashes in the raging flames.

The result of Lin Xiang needs is to wipe out the entire battle, not defeat.

He mobilized more than 200 artillery pieces of various caliber. Among them, heavy artillery more than 105 mm accounted for more than three-quarters of the total number of artillery troops in the artillery department. These long-range attack weapons distributed in San Loca City were equipped with as many as five cardinal amounts of ammunition medicines. Lin Xiang’s only requirement was to let the artillery department tilt the fiery and heated death steel on the head of every Black Prison Emperor according to the garrison distribution map left by Captain Locke.

The attack of the "Extreme Warriors" legion was very sudden and extremely fierce.

They did not give any chance to the Eighth Legion, which was ravaged by artillery fire, the high-density artillery bombardment had just ended, and dense smoke and flames were still covering the battlefield. The wounded lie between the scorched earth and scream in pain and groaning. The surviving officer shouted desperately at the top of his lungs, trying every means to gather the troops, the distance was covered by thick radiant clouds, and a dark steel flood appeared on the vague and difficult-to-distinguish horizon.

A lieutenant officer of the Black Prison Army, covered in blood and was smoked by fireworks, was lying on the edge of the crater with a diameter of more than five meters. He keenly sensed the soil and was shaking regularly along the slope of the bowl-shaped crater. He stroked his palms on the ground, and could clearly feel the shock coming from a distance, like a heavy object hitting the ground.

He struggled to stand up, took out the tactical telescope from his bag, aiming at the north direction with the strongest tremor. The moment his eyes overlapped with the focal point of sight, he felt that his heart was completely covered by an indescribable terror, and his throat and tongue were completely stuck to the point of being stuck. After nearly ten seconds, his hands couldn't help but tremble and fell from his eyes, and howled desperately with the hoarse throat sound that had lost its original tone.

"Oh Tank God! There are so many of them-"

One hundred and twenty "destruction" heavy tanks, fifty-six "One-22" 155-mm self-propelled cannons, together with the three Ganming, have been transformed through blood, and have the eighth-level evolutionary strength. The "Extreme Warrior" legion soldiers from Wulai to the teeth roared like thunder, crushing towards the chaotic imperial emperor.

The Eighth Legion's defense line has completely collapsed. As the key target of attack, the artillery positions marked on the garrison map and the armored warfeng parking area were covered by dense artillery fire at the first time. The astonishing artillery shells destroyed the armored corps that the Black Jailers Pongers were proud of. There was not enough heavy firepower or reserve support, and the ending of this battle was destined from the beginning.

"Trag the anti-tank gun up,"

The lieutenant was still roaring desperately. He commanded several soldiers who had just woken up from the shelling of the Qing Dynasty and dragged a well-preserved 75mm anti-tank gun to the back of the defensive position. The surface had broken, and the sandy bulge in the soil was exposed, aiming the black muzzle at the front, the tracks raised sand and dust, and the surface of the car body was painted with a black dragon pattern.

"Put it closer and then hit it. Aim at the Tank chassis, where is their weakness—one—”

The lieutenant clamored while biting his teeth and cutting the teeth, and ordered the soldiers to take out the shells from the bullet medicine box to load them.

Suddenly, the sound of high-speed rotation of the engine with eardrums came from the air. From the clouds dozens of kilometers away, dozens of flying organs with huge oar wings appeared at the top. They were also painted with black dragon logos, and their flight speed was much faster than that of the armored team on the ground. These terrifying metal mechanical products seemed to be circling to the side of the imperial corpses, attacking the remaining Black Prison Army from the left and right wings. The moment they entered the range, the multi-barrel artillery installed under the flat wings immediately began to roar and pour the dense rain of bullets towards all the targets worth attacking. Amid the continuous shrill screams, lines of corpses and blood appeared on the dry and scorched ground.

"Armed armed...helicopter?"

The lieutenant's eyes twitched. Although the Imperial Kingdom was not equipped, it did not prevent him from reading and remembering these amazing mechanical weapons from some old military books. The missiles suspended on the belly and flanks released a terrifying chill that made people feel palpitations. Without effectively curbing the air weapons, their existence... was simply a nightmare.

"Swoosh"

The closest helicopter obviously showed the anti-tank gun on the ground that had just been loaded. It flexibly flexibly flapped a beautiful arc in the air and blew up. The tail of a ground-to-ground missile immediately spit out a yellow flame and drew a striking trajectory in the air, roaring and shooting towards the crowd hiding behind the sand barracks, and exploded. The terrifying fireball rose up. The flames swirled and leaped, quickly swallowing and splitting.

The anti-tank gun. A large human leg that exploded from the heavy all-steel shield was hung on the heavy steel shield. A soldier with fire rolled in pain on the ground, making a heart-wrenching scream. A few minutes later, when the "destruction" tank in the front direction broke through the edge of the defense line and crashed into the group of running and rushing into the group of storms, the hard and hard tracked steel teeth also rolled over the surface of his fragile body, completely ending the harsh and sharp screams.

Mo Xiang sent a total of 41 "Zhi 25 S" armed helicopters. According to the standards of the old era, this weapon mass-produced by the 6571 basic ground was only medium or upper-middle compared with similar flight vehicles developed by other nationals. However, its biggest feature is that the number of load weapons is quite large, even more than 80% of the same type of weapons. Although some of the maneuver speed has been reduced, the strong firepower that exploded in combat is unmatched.

The Flight Department Team is a crucial trump card in Longteng's arsenal. Without a last resort, Lin Xiang would not have easily revealed it. If Captain Locke had not provided the detailed garrison map of the Eighth Legion and sent a large number of soldiers who had taken anti-radiation potions to sneak into the rear pass to close the retreat. He would not have used such weapons that were likely to be no small force in the wasteland world.

The moment the Martial Helicopter Team appeared, the fate of the Eighth Legion of the Black Prison Empire was finally sentenced - only dead people can keep secrets. They can't speak, and they can't tell everything they see with their eyes to other unknown people with their mouths.

Such brilliant results are difficult to replicate. If it weren't for Malefu's crazy ambition, if it weren't for Captain Locke's dark effect, if it weren't for the Black Prison Empire, if it weren't for the faction of the Black Prison Empire, Lin Xiang would never have the chance to wipe out a whole army of 10,000 people.

This is indeed very terrifying, and it is also a necessary action for Longteng Ling to show its strength to the Black Prison Empire. The clean and neat cuts and bones are far more effective than verbal intimidation and scaring. Both sides will still be hostile, but because of this kind of terrifying battle example that no one can survive, other legions of the Imperial Kingdom will have some instinctive fear when they face Longteng Ling.

"Appoint the parasite army to fight, do not live, and do not be afraid of wasting bullets. Even corpses that cannot move on the ground must be shot at each of the head and heart. After the fight ends, landfills will be immediately carried out according to the original plan. All things look like they have never been born."

Looking at the battlefield filled with smoke, Lin Xiang breathed a long sigh, and his cold eyes turned to the direction of the Crescent City, and said lightly in a voice that only he could hear: "It's time for us to meet... Dear Lord Aphra, I hope you can give a reasonable explanation of this matter and give a satisfactory reply." (To be continued)

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