Lu, I don't know why Zhang Xiaowu was so surprised, his thoughts seem to be very simple, and it can also be said to be simple. Because from birth, they are trained to fight for some kind of legacy and mission. Wars, battles, as if never ending until they die.

Neanderthals were genetically defective, and although they had strong limbs and did not live long, they had an extremely rare advantage. That's attachment.

No matter what this race does, it is a tendon, and it will not stop until it reaches its goal. It is this way of thinking, which seems a bit silly to modern people, that has allowed them to survive in the terrifying alien space, and have spent countless generations of efforts to guard the portal of their former home.

Fertility, accumulation of population, fighting, non-stop procreation, non-stop fighting. It seems like a never-ending process that goes on for thousands of years.

How much population is lost? Just looking at the battle in front of him, it was like a meat grinder, and in just a few moments, hundreds of people were already killed and wounded. After a thousand years of fighting, he couldn't imagine how much perseverance it took to keep this race going.

Just as he was lamenting the selflessness of this mysterious race, suddenly a familiar shadow appeared in the afterglow.

"Brother!"

He shouted, flew down the tower, and rushed straight to the right front.

That figure is too familiar to him, that equipment, those standard movements, at first glance, it is a Chinese soldier, and it is the standard equipment of the peacekeeping force.

He had heard Linglong say before that although they supported the Soviet Russian troops in the form of private investigations, they also received the support of equipment, and Lao Maozi was very caring, and the equipment given was all commonly used equipment in China.

Thundered~

The battle in that direction had already entered a state of white redness, and the huge centipede beast had broken through three lines of defense in a row, and the defensive towers and building bunkers seemed to be tofu in front of it, and they couldn't do much to block it at all. The main thing is that this big centipede is different from the big beetle, it is so fast that if long-range artillery fire wants to hit it, it must be intensively attacked. But this guy was very slippery, rushing left and right, and in a matter of moments he rushed into the position. And once in our positions, there is no way to talk about a covering strike.

In fact, with Zhang Xiaowu's understanding of these strange beasts, this big centipede was countless times more powerful than the elite monsters he encountered on the Scarlet Jedi Island, and even if it was hit by artillery fire, it might not be able to hurt it.

Unless you use the same giant cannon that hit the big beetle before, but the frequency of the giant cannon is too slow, and the speed of the big centipede is too fast, it is not easy to lock, let alone hit.

"Is that guy a brother?"

Zhang Xiaowu was extremely nervous, and his speed also increased a lot. The situation over there was very bad, if it weren't for the Neanderthals who were all tendons, they didn't have the idea of retreating at all, and they completely forgot about their lives to block the pace of the alien beast's advance, giving the figure time to retreat.

Touch~

He shot as he went, and any small beast that tried to attack the figure would be instantly wounded by him.

"Thanks, brother!"

That figure had been helped by Zhang Xiaowu several times in a row, and naturally knew that he had come to save him, although the costume was very strange, he was not wearing a mecha, but a handsome windbreaker, like an assassin on the battlefield. But he can conclude that the person who saved him is a fellow.

"You're the person of Huaxia Divine Sword, right, what about Zhang Xiaowen?" Zhang Xiaowu took a closer look and found that it was not his younger brother, so he asked loudly.

"Huh? You know Xiaowen, we broke up, I don't know where he is. Under the cover of Zhang Xiaowu, the man had already retreated, pulling Zhang Xiaowu to continue his hind legs.

"You must not be impulsive in this place, otherwise you will die in an instant. Your marksmanship is really good, and you have a fight with Zhang Xiaowen. Oh, by the way, how did you know him? What do you call it, brother? "This man is a self-acquaintance, maybe a life-saving benefactor.

"I'm his brother."

"His brother? Could it be that you are the outlier in the Huaxia Divine Sword, the ...... who fights the masses in the locality, the instructor in the army, and the instructor. Hey, that sniper? The legendary little martial artist? The man just wanted to say "that scum", but suddenly thought that the person in front of him was a life-saving benefactor, and he was also the brother of his comrade-in-arms, so he hurriedly changed his words.

"Hmph, I was invited by your instructor to take you home." Zhang Xiaowu didn't expect that a few years have passed, and his "fame" is still so big, it's really a good thing not to go out, and a bad thing to spread thousands of miles. I think that I am already a negative teaching material for the army. In embarrassment, he snorted coldly and said angrily.

"Well, hehe, that's it, it's a pity that we can't go out for the time being, there's a big earthworm beast guarding outside, don't deal with it, don't think about leaving at all." Oh, by the way, how did you get in? The man was embarrassed, too.

"That's not important, let's find someone else first. What's your name? Zhang Xiaowu found that this person was a little broken-mouthed, so he didn't bother to say more to him, and led him to continue to retreat to a relatively safer place before he looked around.

"My name is Song Guofeng, code name ......, that~" Song Guofeng was a little embarrassed.

"The code name? Aren't your teams all codenamed dragons? Zhang Xiaowu was stunned and said strangely.

"This~, alas, well, my code name is the Broken Mouth Dragon. Hey, don't laugh. It's all because of the old black dragon, who gave me such a nickname, and eventually became my code name. It turned out that Song Guofeng actually had such a code name, no wonder he couldn't say it, and it was even more embarrassing to see Zhang Xiaowu's smile on his face.

"Very good."

"Pretty good? What's good? ”

"Nothing, the code name is good, it's apt!"

"You~"

"Haha~"

The two of them talked and laughed, and had fun in the bitterness, but the Neanderthal warriors who fought hard against the giant centipede were miserable.

They kept shooting, trying to stop the big centipede. But neither large-caliber rifles nor machine guns could hurt this big centipede. In the end, she could only be held back by flesh and blood. One person rushed forward without fear and was torn to shreds in an instant. Then the two rushed together, also shredded. Then there were three people, four people, just to slow it down.

As long as the big centipede is advancing, it is equivalent to tearing through the defenses, and more people will die. You must know that there are not only large centipedes and small beasts here, but also several medium-sized beasts, those beasts Zhang Xiaowu is familiar with, they are the elite-level beasts that have appeared on the Scarlet Jedi Island. They all follow the big centipede, constantly tearing apart the courage and lives of the defenders.

"That's not the way to go." Zhang Xiaowu stopped retreating. At this time, if this big centipede is allowed to continue to advance, I am afraid that it will not be long before the entire defense system collapses.

He looked back in the direction of the pyramid, gritted his teeth, and turned to rush towards the big centipede.