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The heavy tracks of armoured vehicles and tanks ran over the green and yellow grass of this flat wasteland, and a puddle of stagnant water that had accumulated from the rain of the previous days splashed up, hitting the yellow rough case of the car's body, which was hot under the scorching sun and the running of the engine, and the water snorted and evaporated rapidly.

The sound of the rumbling march shattered the silence here unreasonably, but it could not break the geographical restrictions, so there was no need to worry about reaching the ears of the Federation.

The birds that have lived here for generations flew up in fright with their roar, becoming black dots that dissipated into the distant sky. A shepherd boy who was herding sheep saw the metal bumps from afar, and chased the birds in flocks of flocks of white clouds to his house.

There is no cover on the flat grass, and if there is an ambush, it is tantamount to a live target, which is very likely to be wiped out by the army, but this is in the territory of the Federation, and there will be no team that has the ability and courage to challenge the majesty of such an armored vehicle brigade, so they march cautiously and at the same time act presumptuously.

Han Xu was in the armored car in the middle and was held for more than ten days.

It's been another three years since the last conversation, and the armored convoy has never stopped, as far as Han Xu can see, the driver of the armored car he is in has begun to rotate, the armored car's bearing capacity is strong, and the human wheel tactics are constantly challenging the limits of the hull.

This message is a clear indication that their time is running out.

Looking through the portholes, the scenery outside slowly became more open these days, and the gentle meadows became the most visible, and it was clear that they had passed through the mountainous terrain to a plain, but their convoy still did not take the main road, and still walked in the wilderness.

The route of the army had obviously been carefully calculated and arranged to be so smooth, and with the federal government in the background, it was not difficult to do so.

After two more days of marching, the alloy protective plate of the armored vehicle collapsed and closed, and the only spiritual comfort for Han Xu was ruthlessly blocked by the metal plate.

The atmosphere that slowly became solemn had little to do with him, so he stopped looking and thinking, but closed his eyes and cultivated as much as possible.

In the middle of the night, Han Xu suddenly opened his eyes in surprise, because in the distance, several planes were passing above his head, and the hull of the armored car blocked his vision, but he could hear the direction in which these planes were flying, which was the direction they were heading.

Both the Federation and the Union have very strict regulations on the use of airplanes, which are generally only allowed for military use, and only in a few cases, such as when certain television filming needs, will they be used on a special basis, because they are too energy-intensive, and the convenience of the people is clearly not worth the investment. Many years ago, Wang Liu Yimai mentioned building a civil airport in the Federation, but because the mineral vein resources of the Han Dynasty were not developed enough, it was vetoed by the federal government and finally failed.

Therefore, Han Xu, like the vast majority of the people, has never seen an airplane with his own eyes, and has never even had the opportunity to hear the sound of an airplane so closely.

With so many planes flying overhead at this moment, it was hard not to think that they and this armored convoy were going to do the same thing.

Originally, I was just puzzled and curious about the whereabouts of this team, but now I felt deeply confused.

What is there that deserves such a big deal from the federal government?

When the sky was about to darken, this convoy that had not stopped for several days suddenly stopped, and Han Xu's ears, which had been occupied by the rumbling sound, heard the natural sound again, and the sound of the soldiers outside the car quickly sounded, and he vaguely heard the sound of Gu Yue Zetao and Thunderbolt Lingzun discussing.

The sound insulation of the closed armored car was not too bad, so Han Xu didn't know what the two were discussing, but the discussion didn't last long, and the team, which had completed the last rest on the march, started again as the soldiers returned to the car, and continued to advance.

Han Xu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He gave them the secret of his own Xuanka, which was obviously quite understandable to them, and thankfully they hadn't discovered what they were hiding until now.

Han continued to take a breath, still looking down again, his eyes were still looking at the lines on the wall, the muscles in his back were still slowly squirming, and the martial arts named Lingyi were weaving a garment called healing on his back.

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The procession proceeded.

On the second night, the convoy stopped again.

A warrior supervisor looked at Han Xu, and after bringing food and water to Han Xu's mouth, he was sitting in his position and wiping the scimitar on his body, this moon-like scimitar was the pride of his middle-grade martial artist, so he wiped it meticulously, not daring to be sloppy at all.

Not long after the food and water entered his body, Han Xu heard that the front seemed to be getting a little noisy, but the driver's position was high, and the front window was blocked from him, and Han Xu didn't know what was in front of him.

In just a few moments, the armored convoy began to move again, but the speed became very slow, like a river about to freeze in the cold winter, and the sound of communication outside became more and more frequent, and the roar of the road was also telling him through his ears that there were many large machines here.

The convoy quickly stopped again, this time unlike any before, because this time, Han Xu could sense that it seemed that the team had come to a complete halt, and there was no possibility of moving again, at least for a certain time.

A large number of footsteps approached, and then the noisy human voices slowly surrounded his armored car like a raging flood, and it was conservatively estimated that the murderous aura gathered outside hundreds of people made Han Xu's brow frown uneasily.

The weapons on his body lock his vitality and spiritual power, without the nourishment of his vitality, he will only learn martial arts, and his injury recovery speed is also extremely full, so whatever happens next, he can't resist.

After a few breaths of relaxation, he closed his eyes again, not wanting to think about these things that did not mean anything to his situation, but the door of the armored car was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man in a military uniform with a round body paced into the armored car.

The cool night breeze blew through the car door on his cold face, not the crowd rushing in, and he was a little glad in his weak state, and noticed the three stars on the shoulders of the visitor.

Epaulettes with three stars, representing the admiral.

The middle-aged man looked a little greasy, his hair was bald, and only a few residual hairs were on his head to hold his position, but he didn't look like a high-ranking military official in people's traditional impressions, but according to the establishment habits of the identity federation, the epaulettes on his body were to show that he was at least a division commander or army commander level figure in a certain military region.

In such a state, Han Xu can also vaguely perceive the breath of the arrival, although the perception is not accurate, and the exact realm is not clear, but he knows that he must be stronger than himself.

Through the temporarily open car door, there were still a few tents faintly seen, it should be a temporary military camp, because a large number of non-armored military soldiers gathered not far from the door, squeezing their heads, staring at the inside of the armored car, as if they were some kind of rare poison, they all wanted to see it, and they bit it.

And these eyes that are almost resentful and belligerent quickly force the aura of danger into the cold nerves.

When the general got into the car, the two soldiers in the car left the armored car in some panic, as if they were worried that if they got off slowly, something terrible would happen to them.

As the doors slammed shut. In the carriage, only the general and Han Xu were left.

When the space was completely enclosed, and the cool evening breeze was all gone, and the dullness once again wrapped around his body that seemed to be rotting, Han Xu began to feel a thick oppressive aura.

The general's face was gilded with an oily glow, like freshly cut fat from a pork shop in a vegetable market, and this layer of oil did not make him look marketable, but rather had an indescribable dangerous smell.

Han Xu closed his eyes slightly.

The general said: "Gu Yue Zetao, they should have asked you some questions, I also want to ask you some different questions, last year in Tianjing Ridge, so many people chased you, how did you hide underground?"

Han continued to hang his head, did not speak, and did not look at him.

"Do you remember, Luo Kuo?" The general looked at Han Xu's calm face under silence, and silently took out a cigarette from his arms, Yunjia brand cigarettes are the most successful cigarette brand in the Federation, and the general could not resist its charm, and after taking two puffs, he suddenly said.

Han Xu's eyes slowly opened.

Luo Kuo?

Han Xu didn't think long before recalling the name. Of course he remembered this person, probably because he knew since he was a child that he had to remember and not forget hatred, so he remembered almost everything he had dealt with, whether it was an opponent or a friend.

Two years ago, in Wanyu City, he and the Tianhuo Society were surrounded by the military at the same time, and it was the team led by Luo Kuo, a lieutenant colonel of the Federation, Han Xu and Li Qingzhou teamed up to forcibly kill him from Xiao Feng, the god of the Tianhuo Society, and he also took advantage of the chaos to escape. Later, I learned that the team was said to be preparing to go south to help reinforce and suppress the Yellow Banner Army, and it happened to come to help arrest themselves and eliminate the Heavenly Fire Society. As for the follow-up situation after Luo Kuo's death, Han Xu didn't care anymore, so he didn't know.

The general's face showed a smile that he didn't know whether it was an act or a happy one, and said, "You don't have to answer, your reaction is honest, or you don't want to run away from this matter." ”

The general only took two puffs before extinguishing the cigarette, re-lit another one, and said vaguely with a cigarette: "I am Luo Kuo's boss, when I was still the battalion commander, this guy was a squad leader under me, and he had a good relationship." When a soldier failed to complete the training task and was punished, he ran the playground all night, and this guy personally accompanied him all night...... He died at your hands, so, thank you for remembering him, this is still a very important thing for me, and it is the only thing that I can comfort him in the future. ”

"Do you know what kind of person you are in the eyes of a federal soldier?"

Han Xu squinted his eyes slightly, meeting his almost cannibalistic gaze, but still did not answer.

"The most bloody profession in the world is the military, the most united group of people, and also the soldiers, and in the eyes of the soldiers, the most unsightly people are people like you. The soldiers are fighting the enemy outside, giving you the space and right to live, and your talent is used to do all kinds of evil, lawlessness, and trample on the rules of all mankind as garbage. You killed the great soldiers of our Union Army, and you insulted the dignity of the Union soldiers...... Do you know that since the year before last, how many of the millions of Federation troops have wanted to eat you alive? After you have killed the great ghosts and swordsmen, how many people are eager to break you to pieces?"

"Fortunately, this is fate? Thunderbolt Spirit Venerable actually sent you to the military headquarters. The general said with a smile.

Han Xu's face was expressionless, and he slowly closed his eyes again, and when he mentioned Luo Kuo, he had to think of the Tianhuo Sect Master who almost killed him, and also thought of his words that were often on his lips, and said, "People, there will be death." ”

"Yes, people will eventually die, it's rare for you to see it, but no one dares to kill you, Your Majesty said that you will be caught alive so that it is not unexpected, we all have to send you to Your Majesty well, otherwise do you think you can still live to this day? Moreover, they did promise you not to move you, but these soldiers did not agree, so it is not their responsibility.

You have done so many rampant things, and tonight will be the time when retribution will come. ”

The general's smile became colder and colder, and the oil on his face turned into the grease of candles, as if they were all burning in this blazing white light, and said: "Oh yes, forget yourself I introduced me to the division commander Wu Mingfeng, and I am very happy to see you at this time in this way." ”

After saying that, he suddenly got up, pushed open the door of the armored car, and walked out.

The two soldiers then entered the car and forcibly untied Han from his chair, but the chains and spikes that had been fastened to his body were still in their place.

He hasn't been active for more than ten days, his body seems to be rusty, and he is just an ordinary person without vitality and mental power, and his steps are slightly vain.

When he was escorted out of the armored car, a cool night breeze blew, and then he saw that outside the car, there was a huge wilderness, where countless marching tents were built, like mushrooms in bloom, and countless ordnance seemed to be giants towering here, and the armored car team escorting him was parked in the distance, and in front of him were thousands of powerful elite soldiers of the Federation.

They formed a huge circle, like a circular wall hundreds of meters thick, surrounding him.

The shocking scene and the overwhelming pressure coming at him made him feel like he was engulfed by a tsunami for a moment.

The soldier who escorted him out of the car kicked him in the back of his knee, and he fell to one knee with a puff.

"Tonight, you're going to die a terrible death. Wu Mingfeng shook his head, watched him say such a sentence slowly, and then looked at the tens of thousands of soldiers who were eager to try, like wolves, and said: "You are all federal elites, remember, don't kill him, Your Majesty wants his dog's life." ”

"Obey the ——!"

All the soldiers opened their mouths in unison, and the sound of a torrent of responses echoed endlessly.

Wu Mingfeng walked through the crowd and left this place completely to these federal troops who had no grievances against Han Xuben, but for various reasons, they had a long-standing grudge.

The cool breeze of the summer night blew the cold and faint eyes, and in this huge open space illuminated by the lights of the barracks, the soldiers laughed and surged towards him.

The footsteps of 10,000 people and the strong wind whipped against the cold and haggard combat uniforms stained with blood and dust.

Today, even if he is a powerhouse in the Taidou Realm, without vitality and spiritual power, he will be beaten alive - mud!