Fight with the sword, but kill one person in ten steps.

Standing with a knife can only be a pass and empty guards.

In this era of thermal weapons, a soldier with a machine gun can inflict more casualties on the battlefield in an hour than the best swordsman of the old era could achieve in a lifetime.

But......

So what's there to be proud of?

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"Click!"

It's a machine gunner's solo, like a drum beat, fast and powerful.

"Boom!"

The shells are bursting.

"Rush!"

The fighters are shouting.

"Toot toot toot~!"

The bugle sounded.

The sounds of the battlefield were so loud that it was hard to tell.

"You two go around and scout to see if there are any reinforcements, and if there are any, cut them off. ”

A corner of the sky that goes unnoticed.

Mo Ye and the other three found this place after a quarter of an hour of pursuit.

The battlefield below was very miserable, and the smell of gunpowder smoke mixed with the smell of burning flesh spread all the way to the nine heavens, compared to the shouting and killing sound in the battlefield, the roar of artillery fire, and all kinds of light, in fact, it was this smell that attracted the sunspots who first discovered this place.

The battlefield had been found, and Mo Xie only groaned slightly before saying his strategy.

"So...... Mr. Mo Xie, what about you?"

Flickering remained silent, since the last incident, she had lost interest in the "great cause" of 'stealing lines', and sometimes she wouldn't say it unless it was necessary, even if Mo Xie led her to speak.

At this time, the person who made the inquiry was Kuroko.

"I'll go down and see if I can get a senior officer, so I can ask what the hell is going on. ”

Mo Xie had already made an excuse, and when he said it at this time, Mo Xie could be described as 'his face was not red and his heart was not beating'.

"Oh. ”

Kuroko replied.

"Go first. ”

Flickering through the air to open the portal, she seemed to be in a hurry.

In other words, she simply didn't want to stay with Mo Ye.

"Let's do it. ”

Mo Xie glanced at the battlefield below, and then urged the 'angel wings' on his back.

He intended to cut through from the rear of the battlefield.

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To the northwest, thousands of kilometers away.

A majestic city stands among the rocks, and the walls are more than 20 meters high, like a mythical fortification against the giants.

The prototype here is a seed bank built by Soviet Russia before the end of the world, and the city wall was added when the Soviet Russian authorities advocated the threat theory of a certain country.

The 'seed bank', as the name suggests, must have preserved a large number of plant seeds, but the seed bank here is a little more special.

In addition to plant seeds, this seed bank also preserves the 'seeds' of various animals, including humans, the eggs and sperm of various human races from all over the world.

The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade.

After entering the last days, an army was placed in this seed bank.

The army began with 3,000 men, but today it has grown to 100,000 men.

In the ranks, there is a mix of skin tones.

They don't know who their parents are, and the first thing they see in their memories is always a few people in white coats.

Those people told them:

"You are survivors of the outside world, rescued by our search and rescue team, and your memories have been lost due to the radiation environment caused by the Third World War in the outside world. ”

Perhaps, at first they would have doubted the veracity of this statement, but later, when they were led out on a mission to the outside world for various reasons.

The desolate world they saw with their eyes and touched with their hands and feet told them the truth.

It's a ruined world, and they're survivors.

They were sent to search for more survivors, but most of the time to no avail.

So the focus of their work shifted to 'searching for supplies'.

Ore, machinery, food, clothing, ......

All sorts of supplies were brought to the city, and the days became abundant because of the arrival of these supplies.

Until one day......

"Sorry, we didn't find food. ”

A team returned to the city empty-handed.

This was followed by the second and third......

The source of food was cut off.

Although crops are also grown in the city, the amount produced is simply not enough to supply 100,000 people.

The land around the seed bank is barren because the foundation laid during the construction of the fortifications destroyed the underground water system.

The only way to get more food is to plant it ex-situ.

So several armies set out, carrying the seeds on their backs, to places where the land was more fertile and the climate was warmer.

Before leaving, they made a pact with those who remained, and were ordered by the rulers and elders of the city who had existed since the beginning to bring back the annual harvest.

In a year or two, the supply of food was stable, and the panic in the city gradually subsided.

Search and rescue forces are starting to bring back survivors again.

The population of the city began to pick up imperceptibly, and by the end of the fourth year, the troops that had left had been replenished.

And, something gratifying happened.

Search and rescue forces began to find female survivors.

Although most of the women were assigned to live in secret barracks, the faces of the men in the city began to shine brightly like they had never seen before.

This is an instinct written deep in the human blood, an instinct that will not be forgotten even if all memories are lost.

Trouble began here.

In the fifth year, the grain production units in various places began to reduce the supply of food.

"Swap women for food. ”

Their original words were 'bad weather, bad harvests', and their subtext was this.

The rulers of the seed vault that had become the 'main city' were enraged.

And so the war began to spread.

One after another, the troops who dared not pay for food were exterminated.

However, time after time, the troops that drove out of the main city drove back with more and more casualties.

Time and space were too far apart, and the troops who left the main city back then were no longer farmers who could only grow food.

"Listen, we must win this war!

In the center of the main city, in a circular building, high-level people are meeting.

The bearded man in the main seat slammed his impassioned fist on the conference table.

"However, we have lost too many troops, and the number of new recruits is almost out of the gap. ”

At the conference table, the voices of opponents have never been absent.

An old man with eyes said in a trembling voice that he was the only one in the group wearing a white coat.

He was also the only one in the group who held an opposing view.

"Matthews, you're old! There will always be new ones! But we must not let those new ones climb on top of us!"

The bearded man fiercely refuted the old man's opinion, and then he said in an irrefutable voice,

"10,000 more troops! I don't believe I can't kill them!"

This meeting has long come to an end.

No, it should be said that this meeting is a hall of words.

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Mo Xie finished winding the rear.

"Rush!"

The military uniform he was wearing before had not been thrown away by him, and at this moment, that uniform came in handy again.

He picked up his gun and took advantage of the darkness and noise to mingle into the battle.

No one noticed the outsider.

Until the machine gun in Mo Ye's hand began to roar.

"Click!"

There were so many soldiers on the battlefield, friendly and enemy, even a blind man with a gun fired ten rounds indiscriminately in such a place—as long as he didn't shoot at the sky, nine of those ten bullets would not miss.

The gun in Mo Xie's hand was taken out of the previous military base, and it was an efficient killing device.

He ran, his fingers pulling the trigger and never letting go.

The soldiers in front of him fell like wheat harvesters, regardless of faction.

This man finally opened a 'peerless' in the real sense of the army.