The instructor who used to have a tough and strict style, and the honest student who was a muffled person, had a heart-to-heart relationship here without any foreshadowing, and the scene was quite abrupt.

But it is very much in line with the moment before the big event, everyone opened their hearts to make their last words.

Zhang Jiao felt a little awkward when he saw Chen Guoli's bright smile, and smiled dryly, just wanting to end this senseless sensationalism.

Suddenly, I saw that the atmosphere in the entire command headquarters changed suddenly, and then a middle-aged non-commissioned officer in charge of front-line communications in the distance suddenly broke down emotionally, and cried with tears streaming down his face: "It's over, Yiyuan is over!"

Needless to say, the situation at this stage must be unfavorable at the front, and with a major change, the Yiyuan Field Army has lost even the theoretical possibility of victory.

For a while, the mood of mourning spread rapidly in the command headquarters, not only did no one stop the communication officer's cry of national mourning, but some officers with resolute personalities even more resolutely touched the guns, looking like they were planning to die for the country.

Only Zhang Jiao's face changed slightly, and then he took advantage of everyone's helplessness to quietly withdraw from the command.

Without any scruples, he directly took off into the air and flew towards the battlefield in the distance.

At this time, the brilliance circulating above the heavenly dome of the magic circle became much dimmer.

Walking against the wind for a moment, he sniffed the increasingly thick smell of bloody gunsmoke, stepped into the void, and looked down on the earth condescendingly.

As far as the eye can see, there are seven or eighty percent of the chariots, mechas, and transcendents printed with Jiang Chu's number and wearing the costumes of Jiang Chu's army.

The remaining remnants of the Yiyuan armed forces have also been divided and surrounded, and it is only a matter of time before they are wiped out.

The mood was inexplicably relieved, as if a purulent scar had finally been broken, and he muttered to himself: "In this case, Yiyuan is bound to lose."

It doesn't matter if you lose, you don't have to worry about it for a long time, and you have to drag it for a long time.

I just hope Boss Li will be fine.

However, as the old saying goes, 'the clay pot is always broken by the well, and the general will inevitably die in battle', since she chose the path of a warrior, and insisted on going into battle in the morning, she was considered to have died well in this kind of national martyrdom. ”

As he spoke, a bright light suddenly flashed on the right side of Zhang Jiao, and a loud noise suddenly appeared.

Then a terrifying heat wave spread along with the shockwave, rising boundless dust, like a giant beast with its mouth wide open, swallowing everything.

Even the level 9 transcendent body felt a little unbearable, he let the military uniform on his body be baked into a scorched cloth by the spreading heat radiation, and his mind turned sharply to bless the only world-honored Buddha who did not belong to his fantasy seed and was a god relic.

Linkong made a pressing gesture and cast the 'Touchdown Seal'.

Suddenly, with Zhang Jiao's body as the center of the circle, the smoke and dust flying within a radius of 100 zhang suddenly sank, raining down to the ground, clearing out a quiet space.

Then he turned his head in the direction from which the sound and light came, and his eyes looked through the sea of fog to see a huge dark cloud in the shape of a mushroom slowly blooming in the air.

His face was pale and he thought silently: "Jiang Chu has already fought like this, and there is no point in using nuclear weapons to commit a massacre."

It seems that someone in Yiyuan was desperate and used nuclear weapons to blow himself up and martyred.

There is such a precedent in this case, but it is very contagious. ”

In such a large-scale confined magic circle space, if there are successive large-yield nuclear weapons serial explosions, in case of the annihilation of the formation, even the legendary powerhouse may not be able to escape.

This situation made Zhang Jiao couldn't help but move.

But at this moment, the Jiang Chu mecha warriors of the 1st team, who had just withstood the explosion of the Yiyuan nuclear bomb, discovered through infrared perspective that there was a strange empty area in the dust storm, and immediately took the initiative to rush over.

A strange man with a scorched black cloth shell hanging from top to bottom of his body, but without any expression of pain, stood in the air, and they did not act rashly without knowing whether they were friends or enemies.

Instead, he surrounded Zhang Jiao first.

Then, in accordance with the established procedure, he warned: "This gentleman, please identify yourself..."

"Scratch. Hearing this, Zhang Jiao coldly spit out two words, interrupting the questioning of the Jiang Chu mecha team, and with a change of heart, he manifested the Yuan Shi Tianzun in the relics of the gods.

Driving this 'Three Saints' to hold a fantasy magic weapon in the middle, the mixed yuan golden bucket waved left and right.

The surrounding 10 Jiang Chu mecha instantly lost their kinetic energy, and fell directly from the air like iron blocks, falling in scattered places, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

Under one blow, he defeated the mid-level and high-level mecha of Team 1, but Zhang Jiao seemed to have just shot a mosquito to death.

frowned indifferently and pondered for a few more seconds, and finally relied on the ability to trace the teleportation ability, even the mythical powerhouse couldn't catch up, and he didn't evacuate immediately.

Staying on the battlefield, I plan to feel what the decisive battle for the destruction of the country looks like in a modern society where technology and super power are both developed.

It can also be regarded as accumulating a little rare experience for himself in the future.

At the same time, affected by the nuclear explosion just now, half of his face and neck were burned by radiation, and the skin of his neck fell off, revealing his cyan fascia and bright red flesh, and he was working hard to cut a Jiang Chu warrior who used to recruit old and spicy Jiang Chu into two sections from the middle.

But in the past morning, she has used the knife with a completely different momentum than before.

Ruthless, absolute, fruitful, fierce, the four words are exhausted.

Obviously, he could be pierced through the chest by his opponent by just the slightest bit, but his face has not changed like pig iron, and with a bloody and blurred skin, he is like a ghost.

But this is inevitable, after all, in one morning, Lord Li Bin killed several times more people than he had killed in the previous half of his life.

I have also seen dozens or hundreds of times more dead people than I have seen in the previous half of my life.

finally realized that people's life and death can be so random and random, just a moment is a vast difference.

Because of the defeat, she was separated from her comrades at this time, and she was exhausted, and after the enemy, her heart was relieved, she felt pain on her face, and her eyes were covered with blood, so she couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

The palm of his hand touched the wet muscles.

No matter how strong and resolute a young girl is, she always loves beauty.

If it was a normal occurrence of this kind of tragedy, Li Bin would have been shocked a long time ago, but now she just calmly put down her hand, clenched the knife, and sat on the ground with her ass, enjoying a rare respite.

After a while, just as he felt that he had regained some strength, he got up from the ground with difficulty, trying to find a direction to continue looking for the convergence of Yiyuan's main forces.

A flirtatious voice suddenly sounded, "Little girl, it's all come to this point, why bother struggling."

Isn't it good to die early and be born early.

Uncle, my wind blade is fast and sharp, and I guarantee that I can send you back to the West without pain. ”