Looking down from the sky, it is a black oppression, and it makes people feel panicked when they look at it.

Although they were dressed in camouflage and white power armor, it was black when viewed from the sky, and everyone became a dot, and most of the soldiers reached two meters after wearing power armor, but it became a small black dot.

The mechs and chariots are not the embellishments of this picture, they are one with the soldiers, as if they were natural!

The sky wasn't so dense, but the whistling echoed through the sky enough to make everyone tremble—even if they knew it wasn't their enemy!

A black wave swept over this hill, stepping, stepping, stepping - they leveled the hill!

The soldiers march in silence, and there will always be people who will stay after a while, and they will build a defensive line here, and then inform the rear camp - and the rest should be dispatched!

There wasn't just one direction, with the camp in front of the portal as the center, and one hundred and eighty degrees in front of them was the direction they needed to go.

Constantly building defenses, constantly moving forward, and finally they saw the enemy—a monster that had come here from out of this world!

All the soldiers stopped, the planes began to return, the base vehicles began to unfold, and then they began to build the front line!

They began to sweep the surrounding enemy, and now there were not many enemies, and it would be possible to delay for a while if they killed all these enemies who might return to deliver the message, and in that time, it would be enough for them to set up a front-line position, and their support would arrive in the shortest possible time.

It's a war that will last a long time, but no one feels any irritation, and now that they have so much, will they still be afraid?

And as soldiers, they only need to learn one thing - and that is to move forward!

As soldiers, they just need to obey, they don't need to understand other things, since the commander told them to advance, then they just need to advance!

Move forward – smooth out all obstacles in the way!

Onward - Crush all enemies in your path!

Go ahead - their only reason for existence now is to kill! Slaughter! Slaughter!

"Hahahaha! Big dog, watch out on the left! "Despite the fact that there are communication channels, the soldiers like to shout and scream to deliver their messages.

The explosion of bullets on monsters, the pungent smell of the ventilation system that has not yet been opened, and the shouts of comrades in the ears, ah, what a beautiful battlefield!

They are killing wantonly, they are shouting wantonly, they are laughing wantonly - they are all a group of 'sick people', a group of 'sick people' who have been 'sick' for a long time!

They also know that they are sick, but only then can they find psychological comfort.

Killing is a 'cure' for them, and although it is a palliative but not a cure, they like it! All of them are excited!

They need to kill, and they just need to kill!

They are the elite known as the 'paratroopers of hell', but they are also the most 'sick' group of 'patients'.

They get excited in war, they get death in killing, but they will also be 'immortal' in killing!

They all know that although they are 'paratroopers from hell', they are also a group of people who are at the forefront of the frontline, and the casualty rate is bound to be very high.

They are imprisoned beasts, they are untamed, they are unruly, they are the elite of the battlefield, they are sinners who will not be killed—they will fall into the eighteen layers of hell!

They didn't care if they were being used or not, and even more so the people who gave them all the luxurious equipment. Gave them a 'luxury' that they couldn't have imagined before!

What they are using now is one of the 'luxuries' that they could not have imagined.

Needless to say, the number of bullets in the drop cabin, there are spare parts for the chainsaw sword, there are also spare parts for the power armor, and the drop cabin can become a maintenance workshop and manufacturing workshop, as long as there are enough resources and energy, even power armor can be produced, not to mention bullets and spare parts!

This is not a world dominated by the power of science and technology, here are three thousand worlds, and the most essential power is the power of the monks!

Magical powers, spells, adrenaline, and bioelectric stimulation are just a drop in the ocean, how many techniques are needed to keep them fighting, and there are techniques to directly eliminate muscle fatigue, and all they have to do is kill!

And that's exactly what they want!

Killing will give them joy and pleasure from the heart, no matter what the enemy is, whether it's a human, a demon, an orc, or a monster from the outside world!

They felt nothing but heartfelt joy in their hearts, the hymn they had been waiting for—the screams, the explosions, the sound of the chainsaw breaking through the muscles and carapace, the sound of the chainsaw sword moving, the sound of loading the magazine...... and so on, a hymn to the battlefield and a hymn to killing!

They weren't heroes, they weren't heroes, they were just a bunch of butchers, butchers who went to war to satisfy their desires, they were different from everyone else from the beginning!

Others are there to defend their families and country, or to find a job, while they are here to kill!

The trigger was pulled, the muzzle of the gun sprayed flames, and the bullets hit the enemy in a burst of explosions, the sound of which was mixed with the wild laughter of the soldiers and the pungent smell in the air.

They don't like to use cannons very much, because they are electromagnetic, and they don't fight as smoothly as the blasters, so what are they here for? Isn't it just for the pleasure of the moment?

If the chief gives them 'free play', then they are free to play - but it may be a little different from what other people imagine to be free to play.

They were all a bunch of 'sick people', the military gathered them together, and then they were trained intensively, and everybody was trained to be what they are now, they are a bunch of killing machines!

The killing machines were airdropped to this place to do the killing, and their main purpose was not honor and profit, they would leave it to their families, and then set foot on this never-ending battlefield again.

For the average person the war is suffering, for them it is enjoyment, and they are enjoying the war.

They are really glad that they agreed to come down at the beginning, otherwise where would they have such a happy life now? Murderers are feared everywhere, even if they are their own families.

But now they are standing on the battlefield to the outside world, and what they are facing is a group of monsters who are considered 'monsters' by all the races of the Three Thousand Worlds, and what they do is righteous in the eyes of the people of the Three Thousand Worlds! They are killing, but they are also 'righteous'!

It's not all of them without family – let the family enjoy the glory while they enjoy the killing, and that's fine!

Wielding a chainsaw sword in one hand, he put down the blaster in the other, picked up a spirit crystal bomb, and the hideous smile hidden under the visor was not seen by anyone, but just by looking at his current momentum, his exaggerated movements, he knew that he was completely excited.

In the past, they were rarely able to get excited during training, and even if they knew that it was to prepare for future battles and future pleasures, it was difficult for them to get excited in boring training.

But sometimes it's not a good thing to be too excited, and it's easy to lose the ability to think calmly.

After they killed all the enemies around them, they found that the damage on their side exceeded expectations, although no one died because of some 'insurance' of the power armor, but it was inevitable that the power armor would be damaged and the weapon wear and tear would be too high.

If they continue like this, it will be difficult for them to last long...... But they're not done yet!

"I've said it all, why are you disobedient?" One of them sighed.

Not everyone will go crazy because of killing, although it is very happy, there are people who still maintain their sanity, and almost every team will have such a person, this is determined by the above.

He had stopped them many times, but they would always go crazy because they were too excited, and if the battle didn't end and they would disturb their battle at will, they would even fight their own people.

Everyone but him was more or less ashamed, for they had already said before the battle that they should obey his commands when fighting, or they would have to evacuate before they could have fun, or their lives would have to be lost here.

They're not crazy, they're here to enjoy, not to die, can they continue to enjoy when their lives are gone?

Many people lowered their heads, they came to enjoy, not to die, if the equipment wear and tear is too high, they must evacuate in advance, so they must maintain a certain degree of calm.

But they've tried countless times before, but few of them have been able to keep their cool in the midst of joy until now, otherwise how could they have been like that before?

…………

Dugu Qi looked into the distance, and the huge monster was also looking at Dugu Qi with its single eye - this is something that can threaten it, kill him!

The monster opened its mouth and let out a silent roar, but it was only silent in the physical sense, and on another level, it was extremely harsh and deafening.

Dugu Qi is a facial paralysis, even in the face of severe pain, he still has such a face, and this is not much pain.

With a sweep of the halberd in his hand, Duguqi's gaze passed over the monster and looked farther away-

This weak person is not qualified to let him gaze!

In the distance, it was like a rain of blood, but in the near distance, it was like a waterfall of blood, and a dark red turbid liquid gushed out from the monster's wound, and neither the body nor the soul that was divided in two could stop the blood from gushing out.

The eyes are on the spot-

Dugu Qi and an even bigger monster, a monster that towers into the clouds on its knees alone.

A monster thousands of miles away from Duguqi!

This is not just a war for ordinary people, it is also a war for monks!