The southern defense line of the Golden Fortress is close to dawn, and at this moment, there are already countless infected people gathered in the distance, or they are gearing up, or they are uneasy, all of them are cannon fodder driven by the Skynet Legion along the way, and this cannon fodder battle line has spread for hundreds of miles.

"Fat Dun, it's about to be a general attack, you must follow me later!"

"Uh-huh, Lao Bai, I'll follow!"

In one of the battle lines crowded with infected bodies, a silver-white mechanical tiger was facing a chubby-looking black humanoid mechanical body, and Fat Dun nodded his head again and again with a simple face.

"Also, we should try to run as little as possible where there are fewer people, and we should run slower!"

"Uh-huh, I'll listen to you!"

Fat Dun's two little short hands clenched nervously together, he absolutely trusted Lao Bai's words, after all, the two of them have been good friends since the human era, and they have been dependent on each other since they woke up, and Lao Bai usually takes care of him.

"Doot tut, toot toot, toot, toot, toot!"

At this moment, the horn of an expedition whistled often, and in the rear of the cannon fodder troops, dense legion mechs stood in the air, one of which was extremely huge, more than thirty meters tall, and a blue mecha resembling a gibbon stood at the forefront, watching all this indifferently.

He is the forward commander of the legion on this front, the legion code B-5, B represents the legion authority, 5 is his order, the internal hierarchy of the Skynet Legion is strict, from top to bottom is divided into five levels of SABCD authority.

S is the authority code that only the corps commander is qualified for, A represents the authority code of the head of each part, B is the captain of the mecha brigade and the mid-range core managers such as the forward commander, C belongs to the squad leader and elite code of the mecha column, as for the code D, it is the largest number of miscellaneous soldier authority.

I saw him spread his thick arms, and then hammered his chest hard, and spoke in a feverish tone, roaring from time to time.

"For the sake of the great Lord of a Thousand Eyes, for the sake of the Holy Mechanical Revolution, all who stand in the way of our glory will be destroyed!

"We uphold the teachings of the Great Lord, and under the watchful eye of our Lord, we will surely smooth out the filth of this world, and this world will eventually belong to our machines, and we will build a new paradise without filth!"

"I hereby announce that those who have performed well in this battle have the qualifications to join the Skynet Legion, regain their lives, and become a high-level mechanical existence!"

"All staff... Charge, roar, fight!"

With the order of the forward commander, all the mechs raised their guns and fired cannons, which would be the first and crucial shot to start the brutal rule of mechanical reactionary humanity.

"Roar!"

"For my lord!"

Inspired by this series of incentives, the army of infected bodies erupted into an earth-shattering roar, and rushed out like chicken blood, the morale was amazing, the earth was shaking wildly, like ten thousand beasts out of the cage, and the vast wilderness ruins were directly submerged by the ocean set off by the mechanical frenzy.

Even Lao Bai, who has always been calm, is a little excited in his heart, and his behavior is excited, and a trace of scarlet under his eyes flashes a tyrannical color from time to time, but Fat Dun has been keeping his head down, although he also follows Lao Bai upside down, but he always feels that what he said is wrong.

With the frenzy of infected people all the way to the attack, there is a great wall of steel that extends to the unknown edge in the distance, and looms over, seeing this scene, many infected people are even more excited, roaring again and again, charging harder and harder, as if the opportunity to walk to the peak of life is in front of them.

But at this moment, a deafening series of explosions sounded, enduring, like nine days of thunder in the rage, only to see that the sky was so dim at first, and then dazzling like the sun, countless artillery fire covered the sky and the sun, giving people a feeling of falling stars in the sky.

The rumbling explosion, the ground shook, and the open space more than ten kilometers away from the Great Wall of Steel was washed by artillery fire layer after layer, drowning batch after batch of infected frenzy, and from time to time there would be laser cannons piercing through the direction of the Great Wall, and everything on the road was dissolved, and even the air was distorted.

In the face of the rain of artillery fire, the infected still charged fearlessly, but after dozens of waves of charging teams fell in succession, they finally began to fear, and many of the infected whimpered and retreated in panic.

After all, many of these machines are moderately and mildly infected, and their dependents who are not fully infected still have a lot of self-thoughts, and they are unable to give everything to the somewhat ethereal Lord of the High who gave them a new life.

"All those who retreat, die!"

A mecha warlord guarding the rear of the cannon fodder unit stared indifferently at the battlefield, and raised his gun and butcher knife without hesitation, and any mechanical body that hesitated in his footsteps would be ruthlessly torn apart by them.

After executing more than a million cannon fodder on the front at one time, some of the mechanical armies who were afraid to retreat had red eyes, broke out in a desperate blood, and once again rushed into battle frantically.

And many legion mechs just stood quietly in the rear, looking at this meat grinder-like battlefield, still consumed by these cannon fodder, expressionless, just some low-level machinery, can make a little contribution to the higher existence, it is already a well-deserved death.

What's more, as long as these mechanical wrecks are recovered and decomposed, they can be immediately rebuilt in the furnace, and the actual loss is really not much, which is the absolute war potential of mass-produced machinery, and there is no fear of sacrifice at all.

As for the vanishing will to life, is that kind of trivial thing something to be considered?

This terrifying resource consumption war lasted for three days and three nights, as if the Great Wall with unlimited ammunition resources had begun to thin out its firepower, and of course, on the other hand, the frenzy of hundreds of millions of infected people had also been sharply reduced.

Dozens of miles in front of the Great Wall were plowed out of a thousand-meter-deep fractured area, and then filled with countless mechanical debris, completely turning into a metal land.

"Lao Bai!"

The body was shattered by a falling artillery fire, and the broken fat mound crawled hard in the pile of corpses, crying and shouting, the fire on the opposite side was too fierce, and it blew him and Lao Bai away as soon as it came up.

"You idiot, stop screaming, come here, learn from me to play dead together!"

The same broken Lao Bai sneaked out of the pile of corpses on one side, and hurriedly grabbed the fat dun and dragged him over, really, such a dangerous battlefield is still crawling everywhere, don't die!

"Oooh!"

Seeing that Lao Bai was fine, Fat Dun burst into tears and smiled, nodded honestly, and learned to lie motionless in the pile of corpses.

"Oops!"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Someone trampled my other leg off!"

"It's a small thing, just turn over the parts and install a new one later! There is more artillery fire here again, let's sneak up there and climb over there, there are fewer people over there!"

"Uh-huh, listen to you!"