"Bang!"

A crisp gunshot rang out, and the staff member who was standing outside the castle gate, using his negotiation and diplomatic skills to buy a whole hour of precious time for the warrior song, was shot through the head and fell into a pool of blood with a face full of unwillingness.

He's done with his mission!

A thug who had just arrived at the scene, 210 centimeters tall, stronger than an adult black bear, with a fierce face, brandished a bloody machete in his left hand, grabbed a pistol he had snatched from a police officer a few hours earlier in his right hand, stepped on the corpse of the staff member, raised his head and let out a beastly roar.

"Howl ......"

Thousands of thugs armed with wooden sticks, chains, and Molotov cocktails raised their weapons in response together, and for a time frantically shouted and roared through the sky. A violent force was so violent that only the breath of killing ** remained, and it suddenly rose from all the thugs.

Standing in a certain position in the castle with a good view, the warrior song looked at the outside of the castle one after another, surrounding the castle to the ground, and in the distance, there were still people gathering here, looking at the torches in the hands of those rebels and thugs, forming a series of swimming fire dragons in the distance. Looking at the wall of fire that they surrounded that had formed an encirclement, Zhan Xia Ge deeply smelled the thick scorching smell in the air, feeling the pressure between the sky and the earth, constantly gathering before the wind and rain were coming, Zhan Xia Ge slowly straightened his chest, stroked the AK47 automatic rifle in his hand that was faithfully accompanying him and would definitely kill, and said softly: "Brother, fight!" ”

The thug, who had a machete in his left hand and a police pistol in his right hand, raised his pistol and shot it into the sky in front of everyone, and when he pointed the machete in the direction of the castle, a battle that was destined to be the most tragic began!

"Da Da Da ......"

More than a dozen light machine guns and two heavy machine guns fired wildly at the rebels' makeshift trenches, and the bullets poured over like a storm hit the hard castle walls, and in the flying of stone chips, thousands of thugs raised their crude weapons in their hands in the roar of excitement and launched an absolutely suicidal attack on a fortified castle defended by the Führer's Guard.

Hundreds of thugs rushed to the castle gate without hindrance, but what could these thugs with sticks and machetes do in the face of a military fortress that could only be broken through with huge siege machines? Driven by fanaticism and beasts, they frantically slammed the hard walls and gates of the castle with sticks and machetes in their hands. In the sound of "bang" and "bang", Molotov cocktails filled with gasoline were thrown by them on the metal gate of the church, but how could the gate that even a single soldier shoulder-fired rocket launcher could not blast open was destroyed by a dozen gasoline bottles?!

Zhan Xia Ge stared at the thugs who had already been extinct and only knew that the destruction ** would be completely stimulated to the limit, and his gaze suddenly fell on a few thugs who were wearing cloaks and even covering their faces, but looking at their bodies should be women. In the worst environment where the fiercest battle had already begun, the corners of Zhan Xia Ge's mouth were slightly raised, and a cold and ruthless smile was slowly raised, and even Clara Emer, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but shudder.

This is the warrior song on the battlefield, a warrior song that Yajieer is completely unfamiliar with!

Zhan Xia Ge raised the walkie-talkie in his hand and ordered, "Attack!" ”

There are no gunshots, and in the face of such thugs who only have sticks and machetes in their hands and simply cannot break through the castle, shooting is just a waste of bullets! Several soldiers of the Führer's Guard, who had received the order from the Battle Warrior Song, wore thick gloves and pushed down several oil pots that had been carried to the top of the castle.

From the moment the Song of Warriors entered the kitchen, they began to light a fire and continue to heat up, concentrating all the stocks in the castle, and the hot oil that had now reached the boiling point flowed rapidly on the floor of the castle made of large stone strips, and when they finally found the drainage channel that had been laid long ago, and rushed down with cheers, a dozen or so stone pillars that usually seemed to be just decorative and installed on the castle walls suddenly spewed out a large stream of hot oil. After gaining enough pressure and condescendingly, the hot oil sprayed from the stone pillars was directly in front of the castle in an instant, and carried out an indiscriminate destruction attack.

A terrible scream suddenly sounded in front of the castle gate, and the boiling hot oil poured down on their heads and faces, and the thugs who were desperately smashing the stone walls and gates of the castle with sticks and machetes, their bare skin in the air was instantly scalded red, and then began to dry up quickly due to the lack of water on the surface. Hundreds of thugs who were scalded by boiling oil struggled and screamed, and the worst thing was the group of people who rushed to the front, they wanted to run, but they only felt that a blood red flashed in front of them, and then it turned into absolute darkness. They wanted to scream, they wanted to shout "my eyes" what was the matter, but the boiling oil continued to pour mercilessly from the top of their heads, and as soon as they opened their mouths, the boiling oil poured into their mouths, and they could only open their tongues and blistered mouths, where they let out a helpless, hoho gasp.

The priest knelt down in front of the idol, and he kept scratching the cross on his chest, not knowing what he was muttering to himself. Even through the heavy metal gates, the people standing in the hall could still faintly hear the terrible screams outside, and bursts of thick smell like fried meat came in little by little along the cracks in the castle gates. Whether it was the priest who was begging for forgiveness from God, or the Führer, or the staff members around him, their faces turned pale when they smelled this strange smell, and they didn't know who started it, and suddenly a group of people fell on the ground and vomited desperately. poured out the Chinese food that the warrior song had just cooked by himself in his stomach and poured it out completely.

Zhan Xia Ge, who walked into the hall with Claratmer, first fell on the female secretary of the head of state, who was still desperately biting her lip and barely vomiting with others, although her face was pale, Zhan Xia Ge's face couldn't help but show a slight glint of approval, and after glancing at the female secretary, Zhan Xia Ge raised the walkie-talkie and ordered indifferently: "Set fire!" ”

Seven or eight balls of cotton cloth, about the size of a basketball, soaked with fuel, were thrown from the top of the castle, and looking at the flames on the seven or eight balls, standing behind without the first thugs and rebels to join the battle, they all gasped and cried out in their hearts: "Oh my God! ”

The rapeseed oil, whose temperature had reached its boiling point, was instantly ignited by these seven or eight fireballs, and the thugs who had just been baptized by the hot oil did not understand until this time that their journey to hell had just begun. The front of the castle gate turned into a sea of fire, and suddenly in this sea of fire, several clouds of gunpowder smoke rose into the sky with a deafening terrible roar, and within a radius of fifteen meters, whether it was the dead body that had fallen into the sea of fire, or the poor worm that was running around with flames, all of them were blown to pieces, and for a time red, white, sticky, and greasy, messy bezoar dog treasure things flew and splashed in the air. But as soon as these things fell to the ground, they were completely dried and roasted, looking at such a terrible scene, smelling such a smell, even those rebels who had been through a hundred battles, couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Listening to the deafening and terrible explosion outside the castle, a cold smile without any emotion rose on the face of the warrior song, and he whispered, "Black Widow death squad, I've been waiting for you for a long time. This time, even if I collect your interest first! ”

Zhan Xia Ge glanced at the Führer and his staff who were lying on the ground and had vomited insincerely, and his gaze finally swept over the faces of the soldiers of the Führer's personal guard, these young men, after all, were the most rigorously trained professional soldiers, although they were all pale, but they still stuck to their posts.

Zhan Xia Ge commanded into the walkie-talkie: "Let them taste the taste of the Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire, water!" ”

In this castle, which is almost like a barracks, there is a well with its own reading power, and at the top of the castle, there is also a small water tower with reading power, and under the command of the warrior song, several soldiers of the Führer's personal guard joined forces to overthrow the small water tower.

"...... Uproar"

A large amount of clear water spewed out from the dozen or so stone pillars that had just been poured boiling oil, and the flames collided with the clear water, suddenly making a "crackling horn" sound, and some thugs who had poured boiling oil on their bodies but barely escaped the baptism of flames watched the clear water fall from the sky and splash it on their bodies. A cool sensation spread through their bodies in an instant, and before they could let out a comfortable moan, their eyes widened suddenly, and a heart-rending scream suddenly rose from among the survivors.

They looked at the large swaths of their skin that had fallen off due to excessive heat expansion and contraction, and felt the warm things, from their faces, from their hands, from their thighs, from every inch of their skin all over their bodies, and then looked at the blood coming out of their bodies around them, and there was no trace of human companions, these thugs who had escaped by luck, I don't know who led the way, they all picked them up and fell to the ground, and with terrible heat machetes, they slashed each other fiercely.

……

Hundreds of thugs who rushed to the castle at the earliest, after experiencing the most miserable hell in the world, finally fell to the ground, the bloody corpses, the eyes that were dead, completely turned the sacred and pure church into the most terrible purgatory on earth.

There was silence all around, the smell of blood in the wind came from the land, and the corpses were a group of living people just a few minutes ago, and their screams and weepings before death still echoed between the sky and the earth.

The thugs and rebels gathered in front of the church were stunned, they were not afraid of death, but when had they ever seen such a horrible, so terrible, such a ruthless massacre?!

The faint and cold voice of the warrior song was transmitted to the ears of every soldier of the Führer's Guard through the walkie-talkie, "You scouts who have never been on the battlefield, I think you have truly understood now what war is!" I don't care what you think in your hearts, I only have one request for you, try your best to make yourself like the smell floating in the air as soon as possible, and like the feeling of your stomach churning. Remember, if you want to survive against terrorists, you have to make yourself more terrifying than them! ”

In the walkie-talkie in the Warrior Singer, suddenly came the voice of the soldier who was responsible for looking for everything that could be used in the castle and could become war materials, as long as he listened to his voice, the Warrior Song could guess, and now this soldier's face had an incredible expression, "Captain Warrior Song, I am on the left side of the stairs on the third floor, in the third room, I think you had better come over in person!" ”

Warrior Song took Clara Emer and rushed to the position where the soldier reported to him, and when Warrior Song followed the direction of the soldier's finger and finally saw everything in the room with at least sixty square meters of space, even Warrior Song couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The first thing I saw was a strange metal device that was more than two meters tall, spinning endlessly, and seemed to be able to maintain power forever without using any power. On that metal disc with a diameter of nearly 200 centimeters, in some positions that imply the high and precise meaning of physics, there are seventeen metal rods of different lengths. At the end of these metal rods, there are also seventeen large and small metal balls. As the disc rotates in a clockwise direction and counterclockwise, these brackets connected to the metal balls will continue to swing, bringing out an indescribable sense of rhythm.

Looking at such an instrument that is strikingly similar to the props in some science fiction movies, Clara Emer even knotted her tongue, "Is this the 'perpetual motion machine' that has been studied for hundreds of years in physics, and finally judged to be impossible to realize?" This is impossible, this kind of instrument violates the most basic definition of physics......"

The priest, who ran to the third floor after them, said proudly, "Ignorant people, with your superficial knowledge, how can you understand the greatness of God's power. Mr. Newton was the greatest physicist in the history of mankind, and in his later years he devoted himself to applying the knowledge of physics to prove the existence of God, because he accidentally felt the existence of God in one physics experiment after another, the power of God beyond nature and beyond the laws of physics......"

Before the priest finished his comment, the warrior song walked in front of the "perpetual motion machine" that is based on the law of "energy balance" in physics, which is absolutely impossible. He suddenly stretched out his hand, and found a trapdoor on the smooth and untraceable base of this "perpetual motion machine", and under the priest's stunned gaze, Zhan Xia Ge took out a large electrical coil and a battery that was not light.

"What a god's power, I haven't seen the power of God yet, but in this 'perpetual motion machine', I have found electronic equipment with magnetokinetic effect. Well, to be honest, the handiwork is good! No wonder Mr. Newton did nothing in his later years to prove the existence of God, but you were able to solve a problem that no one before him could overcome for more than a hundred years! Zhan Xia Ge smiled, he looked at the priest in front of him with his mouth wide open and an extremely embarrassed expression on his face, and said, "No wonder the old antique you gave me can be used as a satellite phone, I think, that is also the prop you made to prove the existence of God, right?" ”

"I'm just a servant of God, and if I want to prove my Lord's existence, I need not only a pious heart, but also some props!"

"Oh?" Zhan Xia Song chuckled, "Father, you mean that you are better than Mr. Newton, have a greater sense of authority, and are more accomplished?" ”

"Of course, I don't dare to say that I am better than Mr. Newton!" "But Mr. Newton is only an excellent physicist, and he can only verify the existence of God from the aspect of physics, and I am not only a theologian who is faithful to my beliefs, a physicist who can inherit the past, but also a jurist, a chemist, and an expert in electromagnetism...... If these disciplines are studied together, it is likely that a kind of quantitative change of geometry will be achieved......"

Warrior Song listened to the priest's chatter and looked at the priest's laboratory. In the space of more than 50 square meters, the things placed in it are really varied, including almost all the basic test equipment of physics and chemistry, as well as a large number of electronic parts that even Zhan Xia Ge does not know what to do.

In addition to the electromagnetic-powered "perpetual motion machine" that pretended to be a ghost, Zhan Xia Ge also saw some other strange instruments and machinery, after pushing open a side door of this laboratory, Zhan Xia Ge saw a diesel generator and a set of batteries, so that even if there was a power outage, the priest could continue to conduct his own research on physics, chemistry and electromagnetism to prove the existence of God.

It was only at this time that the Song of War knew why the other clergy had left the church after the rebellion began, while the priest had stayed here and refused to leave. If it were him, it would never be possible to be willing to leave behind such a laboratory, which may have been the result of a lifetime of hard work.

Pushing open the other side door, seeing the various chemicals and test equipment piled up in the warehouse, and then looking at the vertical air conditioner installed in this laboratory, which can keep the entire laboratory at a constant temperature, Zhan Xia Ge smiled.

"You just said you're a great chemist?"

Facing the skeptical gaze of Zhan Xia Ge, the priest was really a little angry at this moment, he was like a child who had been robbed of his beloved toy by an adult, raised his hand, and used exaggerated body language to emphasize his dissatisfaction to Zhan Xia Ge, he glared and exclaimed, "Of course! ”

"You're still a great theologian, aren't you?"

The priest said proudly: "Of course! ”

Of course, in addition to understanding God's love for the world, you also clearly understand and support that God should also raise his weapons in the face of the forces of darkness and fight the most brilliant battle. If I'm not mistaken, the Blazing Celestial God exists as a battle angel for such a mission, right? ”

The priest finally realized that something was wrong, and the warrior song seemed to lead him into a trap little by little, he looked at the warrior song suspiciously, and said, "You don't want me, an old man, to pick up a gun like you young people and fight those thugs outside the door, right?" ”

"No, no, of course not!"

Zhan Xia Ge stretched out his hand and hugged the priest's shoulder, looking at the innocent smile on Zhan Xia Ge's face, thinking back to more than an hour ago, Zhan Xia Ge was with such an innocent smile, with such an intimate action to hold a confidant around the head of state while talking, while suddenly pushing him outside the gate, directly facing him to thousands of wolf-like thugs, the priest couldn't help but shudder.

"As long as we can reach the same consensus in the face of the messengers of darkness and the believers of the devil, and we can cooperate openly and unjustly with each other, we have won the greatest victory!"

As the commander of the special company of the 136th Group Army, Zhan Xia Ge really took the creed that can be to the limit. He continued to enthusiastically hug the priest, who had hardened his whole body under the slapping of his paws, which was more powerful than the black bear's paws, and said with a smile: "We just need to use our most proficient skills and knowledge to do our part." I think so, anyway, you have plenty of chemical raw materials in your warehouse, so you can just help me make some nitroglycerin! ”

"Nitrification...... Glycerol! ”

There was a deathly silence in the multi-functional laboratory of chemistry, electromagnetism and physics, and the priest seemed to have finally won the favor of the true god, and in an instant, he was hit by a petrified magic, and even the smile on his face completely froze into weathered rock. As for Clara Emer, the deputy captain of the Führer's personal guard, and the soldier of the personal guard who was in charge of searching the castle for all kinds of combat resources that could be used, their eyes widened, their mouths opened wide, and their expressions were as wonderful as if they were hell in vain.

If you dare to ask a priest with a passionate, positive, and sunny religious belief to ask someone to make explosives, I am afraid that there will not be many people in the world!

Zhan Xia Ge pointed to a bucket placed next to the experimental table, which was enough to hold twenty or thirty liters of water, and said in a generous tone: "I think so, don't work too hard for your old man, meaning, it's enough to help me make such a bucket of nitroglycerin!" As for the purely manual work of making nitroglycerin into stable TNT explosives, just leave it to us young people, and you won't dare to work for your old man! ”

Patting the priest's shoulder, which was suddenly harder than a stone, he enthusiastically patted him again, and said with a smile: "Anyway, it is not convenient for those people from our Chinese embassy to participate in this kind of holy war, so it is better to invite them to come up and fight you." This, we said ugly things earlier, our two brothers have a good relationship, but the military order cannot be violated, if within five hours, you have not helped me concoct enough nitroglycerin, I can only deal with you by military law. That's going to be a head-scratcher! ”

(To be continued)