The morning light of the second day did not fall, because the thick haze blocked all the light, and the clammy and cold ice rain fell from the sky above Ukraine, washing the scarlet and messy ground little by little, like the cry of the dead above the clouds, freezing the desolation into the bones of people.

The indispersible ninth-order coercion permeated the center of the battlefield, and on the distant horizon, the figure of the Zerg and countless beasts had already retreated.

This land has been marked as a high-level body, and unless they have the strength and determination to resist it, according to the rules of nature, they must retreat.

The indulgence of the strong is the consistent way of the rules of nature.

As for the soldiers on the battlefield, it was a very rare day, without any artillery fire and gunsmoke.

There is no splash of flesh and blood, no longer seeing the sacrifice of their comrades, their blue eyes are deeply looking at familiar or unfamiliar faces, hoping to prove that the people around them have come to this suffering world with their short memories.

Because they don't know who will die next, but no matter who dies, as comrades-in-arms, they have the obligation to live well and bravely with each other's memories and spirits.

The lightly injured and the logisticians who were still able to move acted together, rummaging through the mountains of corpses and the sea of corpses, and picked up all the corpses that belonged to humans, even a finger, a frame, and a tooth, without landing on the slightest.

This is the glory left by the martyrs for future generations, and they do not want this group of respectable people to be buried with the cruel Zerg forever, fighting on the battlefield day and night. Even the souls of the dead do not rest in peace.

I can take one with me and take them back to their hometown, back to their homeland. Return to your lover.

Even if they are buried in the end in a place dedicated to martyrs, at least not here, this purgatory filled with gunpowder and blood.

This is all they can do for the deceased, and it is also the duty and mercy that they defend in their hearts. Everyone hopes that after their death, another person will take them to the land, even if the land is forever barren.

Yun Mo stood in the icy rain in a military coat. Together with all the young support staff, use your hands to peel away the corpses and sludge, and carefully remove the remains of the human corpses. Put it in the body bag next to you.

She did it carefully, as if she was holding a peerless treasure, not a fishy viscera.

Someone persuaded her to go back to rest, after all, she was an underage child. No matter how strong you are, you need someone to take care of it. However, Yun Mo shook his head. said lightly that it was her honor to be able to bring back the sacrificed warriors with her own hands.

Collect a handful of soil for the deceased, these warriors who fought to the end for mankind deserve everyone's respect. Even if she is a "marshal", she has to bow deeply, kneel reverently, and kiss this bloody soil.

What's more, now she is just a major.

It is her honor to collect the corpses of the brave. It is her obligation.

The rain became more and more heavy, and the water mixed with the dirt gradually buried everything around him. In the end, with the exception of a few members who were too badly wounded, almost most of the soldiers were engaged in the work of collecting corpses.

The sorrow of sorrow spread, and for a time there was no other sound except the echo of the rain.

Four hours later, the battlefield had already become muddy, and the work of collecting corpses was slowly finishing, and there was a long silence as the bags dragged by the soldiers filled the camp.

Of the 30,000 soldiers, in the end they were reduced to only 8,000, and the remaining 22,000 were all killed on the battlefield.

Although exchanging 20,000 soldiers for the annihilation of the entire Zerg army is a lucrative business, in the eyes of all the soldiers, nothing compares to the lives of their brothers. What is lost will never come back, and the group photo before departure is their last smile.

And Yun Mo's hand rubbed a half-burned photo, which was the pilot's relic that she had found from the wreckage of a military plane. The pilot's body had long been charred, but this photo was the only one that kept him firmly protected in his body.

On the back of the photograph is written in floral script a string of fluent English, "Jane", "Lena", "Kut"...... Corresponding to this are the three smiling faces on the front.

"Coote is a great pilot." Suddenly, Bafman, who had been standing beside Yun Mo for a long time, spoke up, he looked at the photo, as if he was stuck in a memory, "I graduated from the Royal Military Academy in the same class as me, and I didn't know much about each other at the beginning, but now I am gradually becoming familiar with it. ”

"Coot, an unlucky fellow." Bafman smiled bitterly, and there was grief in his eyes that could not be concealed, "He has a beautiful and virtuous wife, and a lively and lovely daughter, as a result, his wife died on the day the zombies attacked Leipzig, and his daughter died in the mouth of the Zerg." ”

"If it weren't for the desire for revenge, he might have committed suicide." "If it were me, I'd be broken, if my wife and daughter ...... No, I can't make them like Jane and Lena, at least, I'll die before them. ”

Yun Mo didn't speak, but his movements slowed down a lot as he rubbed the photo: "Mr. Coot, it's time to reunite with his wife and daughter." ”

"Well, Kut, the unlucky guy, actually died in front of me." As he spoke, Bafman burst into tears, "The German boy who has just turned sixteen has already enlisted in the army, and the dead soldiers will be younger and younger in the future. ”

With such a cruel battlefield, such a disparity in strength and a huge disparity in numbers, I am afraid that it will not only be the veterans who will be buried in the future, but even the children who should have been protected will die one after another.

"Wait for the World Alliance ......to be established," Yun Mo said calmly, but the calmer he became, the more he seemed to be saying a solemn promise, "In the future, even if you go to the battlefield at the age of sixteen, you can fight your way out." ”

Bafman didn't speak, he knew that Yun Mo's words had good credibility, but he couldn't take his eyes off yesterday's purgatory, and let out a long sigh.

Another hour later, the army received a notice from Berlin, Germany, and since yesterday the soldiers from China and Russia stepped into Berlin, it seemed that something had been fermenting.

And this time. Berlin actually urgently recalled all the garrisons sent abroad, and focused all the living forces on Berlin.

The unknown soldiers began to organize their luggage, and the British generals, who knew a little, were secretive. On the contrary, Yun Mo still looks as calm as ever.

Come to think of it, Ying Tianyang has already said the interests symbolized behind the alliance on her behalf, according to the current form of Europe, the alliance with China and Russia is undoubtedly the best shelter and dependence, after all, there is more than one tragic situation like Ukraine, and there is only the alliance. in order to preserve the overall situation of Europe today.

After thinking about it for a long time, until the army set off, Yun Mo was still expressionless. It was so cold that it was impossible to get close, and only Bafman dared to walk with her.

Thinking about the layout plan after the alliance, Yun Mo unconsciously remembered the existence of Idasa. Speaking of which. Away from her departure from Idasa. It's been a long, long time, and I don't know how the clone mother is doing now?

Her mind was in a trance, but after a moment, she regained her composure.

……

Nowadays, in Berlin, Germany, in the camp of the Sino-Russian coalition army, a combination of underground mercenaries belonging to China is sitting together, gulping down a small amount of food.

The campfire crackled. There was also a monitor lizard's calf roasted on it, and the food provided by the army was not enough. It was also necessary for warriors to go out hunting for food.

"Our seniors are still talking about Major Yun?" A special forces soldier who was only twenty years old licked the last grain of rice, and there was a hint of curiosity in his black and white eyes, "What Major Yun?" The daughter of the King of Soldiers? I don't know anything, you know? ”

A group of young people shook their heads, and among this group, there was an older man who looked reliable, and he said: "The king of soldiers is the honorific title for the leader of the underground military world. The only one, the king who has the power of our beasts. ”

"As for the relationship between Major Yun and the King of Soldiers, it is said that she is the daughter of the former King of Soldiers." The man said slowly, "In the team, our seniors and mentors are all comrades-in-arms who have been side by side with the King of Soldiers, and they naturally value his daughter. ”

There was silence in the team for a moment, indeed, the special forces underground have been marching for so many years, and there have only been a few soldier kings left and right? Which one is not amazing and gorgeous, which makes people yearn for it.

Even if it has long been history, the hearts of the predecessors are still in that era, and it is no wonder that they put their attention and hope on Yun Mo's body. It is not so much that they recognize Yun Mo, but rather that they recognize the blood that Yun Mo carries and belongs to Yun Chengyu.

The son inherits his father's business, so the older generation has really great expectations for Yun Mo, and the elders of the underground army even hope that she can regain control of this dark world. However, Yun Mo was not interested.

"Major Yun is indeed a rare talent in a century...... the man said with a sigh, "but if the seniors want her back, I don't think it's appropriate." ”

"The older generation looks at the face of the king of soldiers, but what we recognize is the person of Major Yun. You also understand that our group of people is very special, one is worthy of ten ordinary special forces, and Major Yun has already mastered a unit of supernatural beings, plus our group of people, it will only push her to the forefront. ”

"So......" the man said slowly, "look at what Major Yun means." She's leading us, I'm fine, but to be honest, I don't think she's going to want us guys. ”

"What? Do you hate us? ”

"Not really." The man shook his head and continued, "It's a strange feeling, she seems to take power very seriously, but she is very contemptuous. I thought that she would take the position after the high-level of Kyoto got off the horse, but she didn't, Colonel Li Lao Xu went to the next level, and the 'glory' was much stronger than Kyoto's, but she still let Kyoto stabilize the 'glory', which shows that she is not a profit-hungry person. ”

"If she disliked us for not having the strength, she wouldn't have taken us so far."

After a few words, everyone really couldn't figure out Yun Mo's attitude.

However, it is difficult to guess the mind of the superior, especially a person who can obviously hold power, but wants to hide behind the scenes.

Wait a minute...... Behind the scenes?

And while everyone was discussing, a young man of twenty-four or five-year-old placed the saber on the monitor lizard's leg early, cut off a large piece of meat raw, and attacked first to be strong and then suffered.

Soon, the outcome was decided, and with the wailing of everyone, the man returned with a full load.

"I said, Ling Xiao, you're really enough!" Someone complained, "Rely on your own fast hands to bully honest people, hehe, your hand speed, just be single for a lifetime!" ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he was gagged by a water bag, and Ling Xiao glared at him, as if to say that he would clean you up later.

"If Major Yun doesn't take over the affairs of the underground corps, Ling Xiao is a good candidate......" The man said calmly, "You can also see Ling Xiao's achievements in the past ten years, as long as you give him a chance, he can get to that position." ”

"Don't talk too much." Suddenly, Ling Xiao gnawed on the meat and said vaguely, "You should eat and drink, don't mix." ”

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people didn't talk much, and it was obvious that this man named "Ling Xiao" should be the leader of this group of people.

He looks like he is not more than twenty-four or five, his figure is not tall, but he looks sturdy, his facial features are profound, revealing a resolute taste, but his honey-colored skin is very tight, and he looks at it with a hint of childishness.

Speaking of which, Ling Xiao was born with Han Xiuyu, unlike the latter's talents that were only discovered in the last days, the former was coaxed into the special group by the extremely harsh mercenary seniors when he was in junior high school.

Breaking it down, it was also a legend, but Ling Xiao was very low-key and covered up very naturally, except for the team members, even his parents didn't notice his abnormality.

If it weren't for the arrival of the end times, I'm afraid that Ling Xiao would still use his two identities to mix well, instead of staying obediently in the underground army now.

The position of the king of soldiers is the yearning of every man, but Ling Xiao is used to it and doesn't care much. But if this kind of words that have the intention to be the king of soldiers come out of other people's mouths, Major Rao is Yun has no mind, and this time he is afraid that he will have to have a mind.

He Ling Xiao is not afraid of challenges, terrible superfluous and needless trouble, and he remembers this sentence very clearly.

The king of soldiers, the capable live in it, I am fortunate to get it, and I lose my life.

At the same time, Ying Tianyang was browsing the confidential information of the underground corps one by one, Yun Mo had said as early as when he was in Kyoto that she was only in charge of the Alien Brigade, and Colonel Zhou was very busy, so the position of the head of the underground corps was still in jeopardy.

He scanned the information at a glance, and suddenly, a young face came into view. When he saw the origin of the place of origin above and the huge exploits recorded below, Ying Tianyang raised his eyebrows slightly, and had a high interest.

"Ling Xiao......" Ying Tianyang muttered, "Is there a mistake...... Fourteen-year-old mission...... Could it be that it is not S City, Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province, and what comes out is either a pervert or a talent? (To be continued......)

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