With the resolution of the war center, the hunting war broke out almost the same day.

"Die! Die! Fuck you guys to death!"

On more than a dozen modified off-road vehicles, the machine gun chains did not stop rotating for almost a moment, and the barrel was even more intense.

On the other side of them, a small beast tide composed of radiating beasts fell to the ground like cutting wheat, and then a more violent explosion sound broke out from the corpse, causing secondary damage to the companions.

"Kill!!"

Another wave of mechanical hunters jumped off the truck. These people were on the melee route, with their arms transformed into big sword chainsaws or thick steel plates inlaid on their chests. These melee hunters rarely undergo one or two prosthetic transformations, while the most were three or four times, or even five or six times.

The degree of mechanization of these people makes them more like humanoid machines.

The chainsaw slashed the metal skin of the mechanical biochemical beast, and the tempered fist sucked the beast's forehead fiercely, one, two, and three times until the opponent's brain was shot out. Then the bionic skin was pulled off with his palm, and the electric drill at the fingertips inserted into the key points of the radiation beast. With the spray of blood and blood, the radiation source was grabbed out.

"The hunter is the strongest!" The man roared hideously, tearing off half of his heart in one mouthful.

"Brothers, look at the plane I've given you!"

A captain standing on the front of the truck was holding a walkie-talkie and laughing.

The next moment, two factory bombers appeared from the clouds, dived into the battlefield, opened their abdomen, and more than a dozen missiles followed the target, and more than a dozen tons of explosives followed closely. The three-story high explosion flames stirred up strong winds and waves. Wherever they passed, the beasts were blown out into large blank areas.

"The Radiant Beast is just like that!"

"Captain, can we get on?"

The members of the Fire Thieves hurriedly looked at their captain, and in terms of firepower, they were ten times that of the others.

"Why are you anxious? Those who are on the market now are all things that are sent to death," unexpectedly, Wilson, who has always been irritable and irritable, rejected the proposal.

Behind him are nearly a hundred exoskeletons, tall and sinister.

There are three heavy tanks in the middle, and the tank's gun barrels are covered with light, outlining thick shadows.

"But captain, these ordinary beasts are all good materials to get points. It's a pity to miss it!"

Wilson was furious and kicked the talking teammate out of the car.

"Are you a captain or I'm a captain? You guy knows nothing!"

Southern Line of Defense

The mechanic team is debugging machinery in an orderly manner, and one automated weapon after another is being airdropped to a predetermined firepower point by drones.

Their weapons are all specific combined weapons, which are being adjusted, installed and hidden on the spot by hundreds of small robots.

In the mechanic team, all the battles are done by automated machinery, and the team members are just mechanical operators.

A communication station

Mechanic Huang Wenzheng kept typing on the keyboard.

His spider hands are so fast that they are hard to see with their naked eyes.

In spider hands, the "button" of every joint is a nerve strengthening node. This is a pre-war strengthening technology and a necessary transformation for military logistics personnel.

On the virtual screen, bar charts keep flashing, and each red pillar represents the radiation value of a group of beasts. At this moment, the red pillar is rising wildly.

However, the green pillar, which represents defense, maintains an unstable trend.

"Let the team members check the data table again, and there are several key data that are wrong."

Huang Wen was very calm, as calm as if he was playing a strategy game.

Western Front

Blood Mines Hills

On a hill, more than a dozen gray eyes didn't say a word.

In their eyes, the battlefield is a different appearance. Different levels of radiation turn into tidal rivers of different colors, and is now drowning with the battle as it merges into an ocean.

"The original sin is coming, and God Turing is blessed!"

In addition to being a mechanical hunter, Adrian Grey Eyes is also a metal missionary of the Turing Cult. His eyes are the "Eye of Fire Charcoal". He can see true knowledge from the grid network and also see the twisted demons in the radiation ecology.

East Line

Meiko Matsushima's pair of short legs were constantly jumping around, and the knife holder repeatedly rubbed against the mechanical knife handle, making a 'crunch' and 'crunch' sound.

"Daisyla, I want to-"

"no."

"I'll cut one, secretly, and guarantee that I won't be discovered."

"no."

"Daisyla~~"

Daisy sighed as she watched Matsushima Keiko grab the corner of her clothes and screamed in grievance.

"Huizi, do you know what is the most scary part of Radiant Beast?"

"It is the environment, the radiation environment where the beasts are located. In this environment, all electronic devices will fail, while the beasts are like fish in water. They can even monitor us through a fallen leaf and a tree stem."

Huizi's eyes lit up and he opened his mouth.

Before Huizi could speak, Daisyla continued to add:

"I know what you want to say. Now that the beasts leave their nests, they are the weakest time, but you have to understand one thing: the radiation circle is not born, it is born from the living of the radiation beasts."

"Daisyla, do you mean, they are nurturing new radiation fields?" Matsushima Keiko said blankly.

"Yes, combat will only accelerate the formation of radiation fields."

Meiko Matsushima figured it out.

"Then what are we doing now?"

"Wait," Daisyla said calmly: "The energy of wild beasts is not infinite. When the radiating ecology is formed, it is the moment when their own energy is weakest, and we act at that time.

The war lasted for a day and a night

There were constantly mechanical hunters who were injured and returned to repair their bodies. Some hunters just hurriedly changed into a prosthetic body and set off again.

As a mechanical transformer, although his endurance is not as good as a machine, it is more than ten times that of an ordinary person.

And at some point, there was a giant electronic screen at the entrance of the gasoline town.

The battlefield recorder will automatically record and play the wonderful hunting screen, and the audience will be excited.

And at the center of the screen, there is a ranking list.

Among them, the number one hunting team hunted two hundred E-level beasts on the first day, which was really fierce.

"Is it the Raiders team? They are in the limelight recently."

"Of course, their team is all mechanical transformers."

"What about those old teams, turtle grass, gray eyes, squirters, what are they doing?"

"You've been eliminated. Today's raiders are them a few years ago. Do you still remember the old team they had before?"

"It's open, it's open!"

"Is the old team coming from behind? Or is the predators continuing to take the lead in the dark horse's position?"

In addition to gambling dogs who know that there is no hope of fighting and are keen on opening, those who are interested are more concerned about the direction of those old teams.

Fire thieves, mechanics, wrigglers, gray eyes, turtle grass.

What are these old teams doing now?

"When I was hunting before, I seemed to see a wriggler."

"Oh? What are they doing?" The other person was excited.

"When I left, the wriggler was surrounded by the beasts, and the situation was not very good," the man hesitated for a moment and said.

"Impossible, they must have made other arrangements, and they are holding on to a big one."

It was indeed a big move, and in half an evening, a news came.

All the squirming people were trapped in a group of beasts and destroyed.

"The squirting person is dead!?"

"It's true, is the beast group so terrible?"

"Do you have a feeling that the more beasts you kill, the harder it is to fight?"

"Fuck, do you feel this way too? The skin that could be penetrated with a bullet before can't be penetrated now."

Day 1, day 2, day 3.

The Raiders team was still in the top position, with nearly 500 prey dead at their hands, and some powerful newcomers also made their way forward.

Chainsaw Madman, Octopus Monster, Bio-Demon, Dog Hunter, Bomber...

The old team still has no movement.

At the data center of the military warehouse, a group of battlefield analysts are conducting battle situation analysis, and the scene is very lively.
To be continued...