The 326th chapter landing

(The result of weighing the weight this morning has already exceeded the 110 kilogram mark. I feel so frustrated when I go to the second floor. I guess I am not far from death.)

The sky and the earth are the same as the chaos in ancient times as the legendary ancient times.

An ant's big black dot appeared at the end of the sky, slowly passing through the dark and heavy background.

Military science in the old era has formed an independent system. In the principle that the basic data change rate does not exceed 15%, the "Zhi 25" type helicopters produced at the 6571 base are also divided into two categories: ground attack and transportation. After the system transformation of the power system from fuel to electricity, the "Zhi 25jh" light armed carrier model with a standard crew of 32 people can reach a range of 1,200 kilometers under full load.

Lin Xiang lifted up the military protective glasses covering his face and looked at the clouds slowly moving behind him in the distance.

Due to the height limitation and the dense clouds contain a large amount of radiation particles, the area where the plane is active can only be below the clouds. The soft and undulating dark gray clouds above the head are crowded, and the weak seams are faintly exposed in the middle of the gap, which cannot break through the clouds. Between the light white and light gray, a trace of bound bright red seeps out. At first glance, it seems that in ancient legends condensed at the bottom of the Yin, and the dead are rotten, expanding, and the intestines with fine blood vessels distributed on the surface are tied together as the mucosal part of the hell layered separator.

Aphra's strange performance and the strange expressions flowing from her face when talking about the relationship between the Skeleton Knights and the "Redener" made Lin Xiang feel puzzled. As I thought before, to know the answer, I can only follow the single-player aircraft that had long disappeared into the gray sky and head to the distant south.

The location of the imperial capital has been discovered. According to the map signs of the old era, it should be a large settlement built on an abandoned town in the middle of the ruins of three giant cities in Yueyang, Nanchang and Zhuzhou.

On the ground, the main forces of the two legions of "Extreme Angel" and "Holy Blood Angel" have already started a fierce conflict with the Black Prison Emperor. Lin Xiang, who returned to Yinyue City, did not call on Wang Biao and Yang Hua's subordinates, but instead selected twenty of the transformed warriors created by Rand Walker. Together with two guards with seven-star strength, they had enough replacement batteries with injuries, boarded the plane, and headed south.

The wise pattern of the ruler can largely determine the existence mode of the ruling class.

According to the latest information found by Glifiz, like Longtengling, the Black Prison Empire also adopts a top-down pyramid hierarchy. However, it does not set up a central government agency such as the management committee, nor does it have the second and third-tier power owners where people such as Wang Biao, Yang Hua, Blanche and others are located. Instead, it is a general, and all the power of the government is controlled by the emperor alone. Even the chief general of the army who goes out to fight can only obtain relatively rich material benefits, and cannot gain anything in terms of si territory or sealing the split soil.

Flying is not as dangerous as you think.

Theoretically, the farthest range of a sniper rifle can reach 2,000 to 2,500 meters. In terms of the neural response and visual effects of ordinary people, this ultra-long-distance shovel is almost impossible to say, and the hit rate can only be kept below 10% or less at most. This biological limit law is not applicable to parasites. They can directly destroy guns and bullets before high-altitude fighter jets or missiles launch attacks. According to the military standards of the old era, this sounds like a fantasy. However, this kind of thing is very common in the battles of several major forces in the wasteland world. Without surpassing the perception and reaction speed of parasites, the most powerful weapon invented by humans in the old era can no longer exert terrible power that they absolutely cannot resist as before.

As a necessary guard against the Black Prison Emperor, the Black Prison Emperor must have parasits. However, their number will definitely not be more than that of the Crescent City. Information shows that the total number of parasits in the ten full Black Prison Legions has reached 82 people.

Parasites are the top of human evolution and cannot be quantitatively produced through genetic technology. Rand Walker's human body transformation technology belongs to the top secret of Longtengling. Alfra can use his power to provide a huge amount of material assistance to the Black Prison Empire, but it is impossible to equip it with hundreds of parasitic soldiers. The weak rou can only obey the strong prey, but can rely on powerful reproductive forces with geometric multiples exceeding the high level to continue the population. This is an eternal and unchanging cycle mode in nature.

Lin Xiang’s plan is very simple——Using the long-distance flight ability of the helicopter, he directly sent everyone, including himself, to the Black Prison Capital to find Afura.

This plan is crazy and straightforward.

The Black Prison Empire's military mobilization ability is far beyond that of Long Tengling. Compared with its existing strength, the two legions under Wang Biao and Yang Hua can fully fight against the remaining troops of the Empire. However, what after this? The total population under the empire's rule exceeds tens of millions, and the actions and thinking patterns of the NV man Alfra cannot be speculated according to common sense. She will continue to transport weapons and resources to the empire. With guns and bullets, the Black Prison Empire can arm hundreds of legions at any time. Although the quality of soldiers is far inferior to that of the Long Tengling's strengthened transformation, it is because of its large number.

They are all slaves... The emperor only needs one order. Driven by the word "freedom", they will pick up weapons without hesitation and tie them up and blow them up. Like terrorists who were not afraid of death in the old era, in order to free their families or themselves, they poured into the dragon's neck like locusts.

Lin Xiang is not without a solution——The 6571 base stores nuclear missiles with huge explosion equivalents, and one is less than ten. In the face of the cloud of death mushrooms that destroy everything, even the crazy human sea tactics will lose their effect. However, this method is very extreme and can easily attract the attention of the senior management of the Skeleton Knights. It is not worth the effort and may also bring greater threats.

He was able to stop Aphra in the city master's office.

However, killing this nv person directly would not help alleviate the current dilemma. In his subconscious mind, Lin Xiang always felt that there should be a deeper relationship between Alfra and the Black Prison Empire than on the surface. This has far exceeded the normal level of assistance from the "Redeners" to other forces. But what is the actual situation... He himself is not very clear.

Combining various known information, breaking through obstacles from the air and directly entering the imperial capital is the best way to find the answer from the intricacies.

Violence.

bloody.

brutal.

However, it is very effective.

Only by solving the threat from the south can Lin Xiang concentrate his efforts to develop towards the northwest. The Red Republican Army... dictatorship and dictatorship are the locations of many friends of the old era.

......

The light coming from behind the clouds gradually became dim. The wings rotating rapidly at the top of the helicopter made a rhythmic "buzzing" sound. The people sitting in the cabin were speechless, and their eyes were cast from their eyes, deliberately or unintentionally on Ying Jia next to Lin Xiang.

She is really beautiful.

The body is very delicate, and the combat uniform that tightly wraps around the body shows a perfect curve of concave and concave concave and convex curve. The thin uniform is stretched out with a dense and smooth texture, like another layer of skin attached to the surface of the body. The face is light gray and dark, and the waist and tun are so tight that there is no trace of rosy. The slender double-tube stacked left and right in a beautiful posture, with a faint light emitted from the surface. The collar that is firmly sealed by the zipper extends to the upper part of the neck, but it cannot stop the high-rise rude drum from protruding into two sinking circles.

Her body and face were full of vitality, and her proud figure and face could cause irresistible fatalities to any male creature. Despite this, no one in the cabin dared to enter the restricted area with Ying Jia as the core and a radius of two meters.

They knew very well that was the lord's nv man.

For himself, the man who was so beautiful that even the NV people wanted to commit suicide in shame and anger was simply a god-like existence.

Relying on Lin Xiang's body, feeling the faint temperature coming from his clothes, Ying Jia's white and delicate face naturally flowed out a bright sunshine, a natural and sincere smile.

The process of transforming from a small nv to a small fu is full of pain and pleasure. Artificially causing subtle changes in the body, but it cannot allow her to change the nearly constant heart.

"Take me with you. No matter where I go, I will never be willing to be separated from you again. Even if it is just a second, it will make me feel as if it has been ten thousand years."

Very disgusting sentences, living in the old era, listening to countless sweet words and playing, men who are accustomed to the crowd will definitely be disdainful of such words. TV, movies, newspapers and magazines... Open any kind of publicity media, the scenes of handsome men and beautiful men hugging each other and hot love. When the secret love words that should belong to two people are completely public and reused by countless people, and the auditory nerves are bombarded and attacked like a mosquito and flies, the touch will become numb, and noble will become vulgar.

Ying Jia likes reading.

In Yinyue City Market, you can buy many old books that were found from the ruins. A book with a ragged cover and yellowed cover can only be seen on the color pages by a few men with long braids on the back of their heads, and several NV people wearing strange geometric headdresses, which became her best way to understand the word "love".

"Returning the Pig Princess", many Chinese humans in the old era, were familiar with this book title.

This may not be the real name of the book. The battle with time made the word "Zhu" in the center of the book disappear, leaving only a broken hole. Perhaps it was a deliberately spoof by a certain ancient owner of the previous generation, or the later generations supplemented it based on syllables and replaced the characters in the original position, which naturally turned into "pig".

Of course, the content of the book is not about how pigs are raised. It involves a complex and simple emotional entanglement between handsome men and beautiful men. It is full of crying, beating and scolding, saliva and fragrant powder, and vows are even more numerous, which makes you feel panicked. It seems that all the content of life is that two people hug each other and eat me, I bite you, and love comes, you take off and I unload, and you get around.

At the end of the book, there is a sentence written in carbon ink. It should be regarded as the deepest feelings of the previous owners after reading it.

"People are above people, rou is in rou, swaying up and down, and there is endless joy."

Ying Jia ignored this directly. What she liked the most was directly applied to Lin Xiang and it was the sentence in the book that a man mentioned to a certain nv, and compared with one second to ten thousand years.

Lin Xiang's answer is the same, but it is the best answer for a man when facing the requirements of NV people.

"I don't want you to be hurt, the outside world...is very dangerous."

"I am also a parasitic. Five stars, better than many people. Even... can protect you."

After saying this, Ying Jia hugged Lin Xiang directly and blocked his man's mouth with his double chun.

Fifteen minutes later, after parting from the nearly suffocating embrace, Lin Xiang could no longer find any excuses to refuse.

So Ying Jia took a lot of his own weapons and equipment and walked onto the plane.

There was no place for Wilshire in her mind. Even the pale and thin face was blurred.

Although he saved himself, he pushed himself away at a critical moment and was crushed by the falling rock.

Ying Jia felt very touched, but she couldn't, and couldn't make herself fall in love with him.

Love and thank you are two words with completely different meanings.

After Yinyue City returned to peace, she once brought a total of 100,000 skeleton yuan back there to find Wilshire. No one, no relevant information, only the remaining on the ground, a pool of dried blood...

My thoughts were interrupted by a hand that stretched past and hugged his waist. Turning around, what I saw was Lin Xiang's black eyes with a gentle smile.

......

The actual coordinates of Black Prison City have an error of more than 46 kilometers from the numbers marked on the map. If the flight altitude is not just enough to overlook this basin with countless low houses, and to notice the conspicuous tall palace in the center of the city, the helicopter would only fly south according to the signs on the map.

After parting from San Loca City, Captain Locke only sent back a few very short messages. According to the emperor's order, he was sent to a city in the south of the empire to reorganize the Eighth Legion. In a short period of time, it was impossible to provide any support to Longteng's army.

Landed in a valley more than 20 kilometers north of the basin, put on a black coarse cloth hood for camouflage, and left two guards to disguise the helicopter. This team of sharp-grabbing people, composed entirely of parasitics, soon disappeared into the depths of the gradually thickening twilight.

......

The Black Prison City under the night sky is hazy and heavy.

The buildings here still follow the pattern inherited from the old era. Most of the houses connected by the big streets are low. There are several wide roads extending from important locations such as palaces and military camps. The rest of the streets are mostly two or three meters wide and narrow alleys. The outer walls of the houses lined on both sides can no longer be seen. They are black like ink and paint, as black as dirt, as grey sticking to their bodies, or they are still blood stains, feces, sewage, and air-dried phlegm... In short, there is no warmth that makes people feel gentle, or cold that makes people feel happy. It is only thicker than the radiant clouds, so dull that it is almost breathless, filling the disgusting and weird smell that emanates from every corner and always shrouds in the city.

There is very little light——For those refugees and slaves struggling on the hunger line, having light on the nights of the wasteland world is definitely an extremely luxurious thing. It means that nutrient-rich oils or burning firewood that resist the cold. Especially in a giant city like Black Prison City, which has a population of more than 100,000, the source of the former should be slightly simpler than the latter.

After all, all the fuels that can be used for heating in the surrounding areas closer to the city have been plundered. In contrast, killing individuals and cutting off the féirou on their bodies and boiling them, the oil obtained is not only delicious, but also a combustible of excellent quality.

As the assault team approached the palace along a xiǎo alley, several men, like wolves and tigers, were huddling around the corner of the alley, tied up a man who was as thin as theirs, and hung high on several thick and strong hardwood stakes that were nailed vertically into the wall.

It was very dark. With the help of the faint light from a distance, you could barely see the tied man's mouth wide open, his head was tilted backward, and a huge cut in his throat that was astonishingly sized, almost completely disconnecting the entire neck. The clothes on his body had long been stripped off. A strong black man stood in front of the corpse, skillfully cutting the hole in his abdomen with a sharp knife, and took out pieces of warm internal organs that were still emitting warmth. The people gathered around him talked excitedly, and laughter with strange tones came from time to time. There was also a man far from the crowd half kneeling on the ground, soaking a dry and worn rag in the blood flowing from the corpse, lifting it up, and twisting the sticky blood into a flat wooden barrel at his feet.
Chapter completed!