It is said that a philosopher said a word more than a hundred years ago.
"I don't know with what weapons World War III will be fought, but I know World War IV will be fought with stone axes and sticks."
These words couldn't be more appropriate for today's battlefield.
The hundreds of thousands of impromptu mobs, apart from the usual hunting and fighting, have never received formal training in the charge of a large army. The only tactic they can use is the crowd tactic, an ant-attached siege.
The only thing Boss Gold Tooth can tell these rabble is to stretch the battle line a bit longer, spread out the infantry, and don’t crowd together like stupid army ants—as early as the first world During the Great War, this tactic of charging in groups proved to be the most efficient suicide.
Therefore, they stretched the battle front to the limit and rushed toward the "New Golden Mountain" almost from all directions.
Although most of the slave soldiers and recruits who were coerced were inexperienced, fortunately they did not advance entirely on foot. Many of them rode civilian vehicles with steel plates on them, and even rode strange-shaped motorcycles. A "motorized" force.
Although in the face of advanced doomsday weapons, even adding seven or eight layers of steel plates will not help, but such "tight" protection at least provides the demons with an illusory sense of security, making them charge faster, with a more determined attitude, and even fanaticism .
For a moment, the depths of the wasteland were filled with howls of human beings that were more savage than beasts, and tens of thousands of civilian vehicles rolled up smoke and dust, as if a bloody jungle suddenly appeared on the Gobi Desert.
Bai Xiaolu once got something called "DVD" from a merchant, and watched a lot of movie clips describing life before the war, including the ancient war scenes more than a hundred years ago.
He originally thought that a real war would be filled with gunpowder and smoke, with thousands of guns fired, and everything burning, with a huge momentum and earth-shattering appearance.
However, the "Xinjin Mountain" in front of me was lifeless. The first wave of slave soldiers and recruits from the attacking side rushed to the entrance where the ground-penetrating bombs were blasted out. There was still no response from the ground, like a spooky empty city.
It wasn't until a large number of slave soldiers and recruits rushed into the ground along the slope that a large number of "buzzing" things flew out from the ground.
That's a drone.
In the wilderness, drones are synonymous with death. Once they are targeted, absolutely no one can escape.
Sure enough, the drones danced and landed lightly, landing at the place where the attackers were most concentrated, and then exploded violently, bursting out a series of arcs of teeth and claws, covering a range of 100 meters.
The fanatical momentum of the attacking side was like being severely whipped by a cold whip.
Everyone was surrounded by the majestic blue electric light, and fell down straight.
They still didn't make a sound.
Not even the slightest bit of gunpowder smoke and blood could be seen.
It was like an absurd, unbelievable dream.
But the lives of countless people were harvested silently and carelessly in this way.
Such a scene should scare the attackers, but most of the attackers swallowed the pills, burned the nerve in the brain responsible for "fear", and continued to rush forward with the electric arc, and then continued to be in Youlan. Die in the light.
Bai Xiaolu clenched his fists, and peeked not far away, at Gold Tooth Boss who was standing on the armored vehicle.
He found that the golden tooth boss looked normal, and even yawned, as if he didn't care.
Bai Xiaolu understood.
Attacking recruits are just as consumable as defending drones.
If I hadn't been lucky enough to be able to follow Boss Jinya, I should have found him among the fallen corpses.
Just half an hour.
Tens of thousands of slaves and recruits were almost exhausted.
Even if some people can rush into the cave, the defenders are obviously waiting for work, and they probably have torn these mobs to pieces long ago.
And they haven't even seen half of the defender's ghost.
How to fight this battle
Just as he was restless, Bai Xiaolu suddenly heard bursts of dense screams, which were sharper, faster and harsher than the train cannon just now.
When I looked up, I saw hundreds of white lines passing across the sky, tearing apart the lead gray clouds, drawing a sad arc, as if they had eyes, and filed in from the hole above the "Xinjin Mountain".
Boom boom boom boom boom boom!
There was a roar of thunder from the ground, and the ground above the entire "Xinjin Mountain" obviously bulged, and endless flames spewed out hundreds of meters from the hole, along with a large number of charred corpses and twisted wreckage.
Through the military boots, Bai Xiaolu felt his feet suddenly became hot, the ground seemed to be burning, and the ground had turned into a sea of flames.
"Precision-guided missiles, so it is."
My brother calmly analyzed, "It turns out that the tens of thousands of lives on the bloody wasteland are just the 'fire reconnaissance' of the Golden Tooth Boss and the 'Entente'. The firepower of the rising temperature, and finally relying on the precision-guided missiles at the rear 'Alliance' launch base, settled the matter and solved the problem!
"Get ready, little deer, we're going to charge."
Sure enough, when a white line appeared in the sky, the expression of the golden tooth boss changed.
He stared straight at these white lines, the muscles on his face twitched, and he cursed secretly, it seemed that even he feared and hated the horror of these "precision-guided missiles".
But after all, he was not entangled in emotions for too long. He licked his lips, spit out thick phlegm, and personally inserted a blood-stained Citi into the armored vehicle.
Thirteen red and white stripes, fifty small white stars inlaid in the blue rectangle in the upper left corner, it is said that this Citi flag once represented the most domineering power on the planet, and it flutters wherever the sun shines The glory of Citigroup—but, what's the use of that, the war destroyed everything, including the Citigroup who started the war. Now, the former glory only occasionally shines among the minions of jackals and hyenas in the wasteland.
"Chi Chi, Chi Chi Chi Chi."
Bai Xiaolu heard that there was a sudden noise coming from Jinya Boss's armored vehicle, as if something had turned on the horn, followed by bursts of melodious music.
He originally thought that it must be an impassioned battle song, but he didn't expect it to be a very strange and pleasant country song, but it didn't seem to be suitable for killing on the battlefield.
"In heavenly West Virginia
There's the Blue Ridge Mountains, the Shanandoa River
Where the creatures are far away, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, growing like the breeze
Country road, take me home, that's where I belong
West Virginia, Big Mountain Mama
Country road, take me home! "
Amidst the beautiful, warm and even slightly "rustic" music, all the Citi gangs went into battle and were fully armed.
The golden tooth boss even had three or five rounds of ammunition chains cross-wrapped on his chest, dozens of grenades hanging from his waist, and an airborne Vulcan cannon in his hand—God, is he really human
"MAGA!"
Amidst the singing, Gold Tooth screamed at the top of his lungs, yelling out blood.
"MAGA!"
All the Citi gang members are crazy and look like crazy.
The real charge begins!
Bai Xiaolu somewhat regretted his choice.
He found that the boss of Jinya was a lunatic at all.
When those slave soldiers and recruits who had been improvised just now charged, Boss Jinya stayed at the rear, like a ruthless conspirator, and naturally kept Bai Xiaolu safe.
But now, when it was Citi's turn to help his own people charge, the leader of the gang, "the boss of the bosses", rushed to the front recklessly, not even sitting in the armored vehicle, but straddling the armored vehicle On the rapid-fire gun, holding the blood-stained Citigroup flag, roaring the "war song" of "Country Road, Take Me Home", laughing loudly, while making strange screams of "噫-ha-", as if a The cowboy, who is not afraid of death, doesn't care whether a new drone can fly out of the ground, blasting a piece of lightning and thunder.
Even Bai Xiaolu had to sit in the armored car closest to him, holding his head and shivering, lest his own life would be reimbursed with the boss of Jinya if he didn't realize it.
But they finally rushed into the ground without encountering any resistance along the way—the precision-guided missile bombing just now crushed all the defensive firepower deployed on the periphery of "Xinjin Mountain" into powder. , the power of the high-precision weapons of the underground people will be weakened to the minimum, and the number advantage of the demons will be brought into play to the end.
While singing and pouring bullets, they crushed the charred corpses, charged along the rugged slope, and soon rushed into the "Xinjin Mountain" from dozens of different slopes.
The exquisite and prosperous underground city presented in front of you made all the demons couldn't believe their eyes.
Before Bai Xiaolu could see the scenery outside, he was hit on the head by the sober air rushing towards his face, his eyes were full of stars, and he burst into tears.
"It turns out that there is such a good-smelling air in the world."
Bai Xiaolu's eyes filled with tears, "There is no smell, no rust, no sour smell of acid rain and sweet smell of radiation, it is just air, the purest air!"
He is a little drunk.
The same goes for the soldiers around me.
Some people even cried out, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo " , cannot hold back.
The city ahead made them even more dazzled and furious.
All the demons have imagined the appearance of the underground city countless times—decorating this "paradise" with the most gorgeous and extravagant scenes they can think of
But the real underground city is a hundred times more gorgeous and extravagant than they can imagine.
Not to mention row upon row of high-rise buildings that glow automatically and are full of futuristic sense.
Not to mention the artificial gardens that are everywhere in the city.
That is to say, from the criss-crossing pipes above the head, misty mist sprayed out from time to time, wasting the clean water that countless demons in the wasteland regard as life, just to bring a little bit of coolness to the underground people.
Such extravagance!
So absurd!
They can do such inhumane and heinous things!
"See, these underground people would rather waste the precious clean water than give our demons a way out!"
The golden tooth boss roared, "Let's go, use our bullets and butcher knives to take back what belongs to us!"