At this time, the Ansui Plain is like a large-scale event attended by 10,000 people with bright lights, and countless shadowy figures at the foot of Arshan Mountain next to it are shaking, and in the vast night, the moonlight is dim, and it is difficult to shine through the thick dust clouds.

The sun and the moon are never stingy, no matter how dark the world is, whether the human race exists, and which race occupies the planet of the earth, they never worry, just turn silently.

This state has been going on for billions of years, and it will continue for billions of years until the Sun's inner core ages, expands into a red giant, and swallows up all the planets within the Sun.

As a star, the Sun has given energy and life to the earth, it is both the selfless creator and the ultimate destroyer, all of which have nothing to do with humanity, and the battle that will determine the future of the race is tomorrow.

Regardless of the sun and the moon, the survival of mankind depends on tomorrow's war, and the ultimate battle between humans and the legion may happen at any time.

The origin of his dark circles is not through a multi-person movement, but simply labor, more than 100,000 rebel soldiers who have just experienced a long journey and endured hunger and assembled have not fallen asleep as long as their bodies can still support them.

The clouds of war hung over everyone's heads, and the older soldiers took out pendants and rings that carried the thoughts of their families, and all kinds of things that could remember the deceased, and looked at them with affection.

Many young soldiers silently wiped their guns, over and over again, disassembling and putting on their rifles, repeating the process, everyone fell into silence, and everyone could feel the oppression of the approaching war.

The horses carrying things on their backs snorted from time to time, walking back and forth irritably, unable to be quiet, and even the animals keenly felt that the battle was coming, not to mention the Fang army in a high position? He lit a homemade dry tobacco.

When the crude tobacco leaves were ignited, they gave birth to choking smoke, which made him cough incessantly, but he was still inhaling in one gulp, and after inhaling, coughing, coughing, and inhaling, if it weren't for that, he would have felt deep fatigue.

Rao is like this, the feeling of fatigue is like the whispering of the ubiquitous ancient gods, eroding his spirit and perseverance, Fang Jun really wants to go to sleep, sleep beautifully, let the world turn upside down outside, the thunder explodes, and he will not go to him.

But he couldn't do it, he couldn't convince himself to rest, the fate of the entire human race was doomed by tomorrow's decisive battle, the consequences of losing, no, there was no possibility of losing, Fang Jun dispelled all the negative thoughts in his mind.

Hinting over and over again that his victory will come, the continuous psychological hints have forced down the uneasiness in his heart, the big war is coming, anyone can be chaotic, but as a general, he can't be chaotic, he must remain calm, and give all the soldiers the confidence that the overall situation is in hand.

Otherwise, Fang Jun himself was about to collapse, thinking of the consequences of defeat, how could he deal with it safely, once he lost the decisive battle tomorrow, he would be the sinner of the entire human race and civilization, and it was he who dragged the remaining survivors into the flames of war.

If you don't fight, human beings can still survive for more than ten years, but now, Fang Jun still feels a little confused, wondering if what he did is right, people will always doubt themselves over and over again, no one is an exception.

Pressure, no one can confide in, pain, only to resist by yourself, immobile like a mountain, this is the impression that Fang Jun gives to everyone, every soldier will look at the temporary tent from time to time, because the leader there makes them feel at ease.

"Success, Commander!" Lao Luo ran in in a hurry, his face was radiant, as if there was something exciting, sweeping away the accumulated fatigue, full of joy.

"Panic what! Be calm, that's how you came all the way? Fang Jun looked at Lao Luo with a cold face, they were all the chief of staff, and they were so breathless, let the soldiers below see it, how to think?

"Don't talk about the mess, the high-risk ones have become! It's done! The communications satellites of the Legion were taken out, and they were already halfway on the way back. After Lao Luo finished speaking in one breath, he felt his throat and eyes hurt, but he didn't care.

What the! Hearing the news of success, Fang Jun's whole person fell into a state of bewilderment, the reality seemed to have a feeling of unreality, his vision couldn't help but be a little blurry, and tears of excitement couldn't help but flow down, passing through his cheeks and dripping to the ground.

How long has it been? How long has it been since the human race has won the battle against the legion, and now that it has achieved a victory that can be called a great victory, how can people not be excited, Fang Jun couldn't suppress the emotions stirring in his heart, and strode out of the tent.

Turning all the pent-up emotions into a voice, he shouted vigorously: "Victory! We took out the Legion's satellites! ”

The soldiers who were close to the command post immediately cheered, and the cheers spread out in circles, like water ripples, and at the foot of Arshan, the cheers of the rebels rang out, and everyone raised their guns in their hands and shouted with joy.

There were many veterans who shed tears, many wept with joy, the foot of the mountain became a sea of cheers, the legion lost its satellite, and the activities of the rebels finally did not have to be carried out in the shadows, and they could walk into the sun in a bright light.

After cheering, Fang Jun immediately ordered the news to be sent to the rebel branches around the world, so that everyone would know the news and strengthen everyone's determination to resist.

"The rebel army's branch of the flower planter, using the experimental weapon made before the war, the electromagnetic railgun, successfully destroyed the legion's communication satellite and won the first battle!"

"Commander, is it okay to write like that?" The communicator asked in a trembling voice, and the members of the communication squad only believed that the news was true until now, "Of course you can, immediately send it to the world, and now it's the turn of the legion to be blind!" ”

"Hahaha, it's comfortable, it's so happy to feed the legion." Fang Jun laughed insolently, unlike the Legion, human communication relies on secret base stations built on the ground, while the Legion relies on communication satellites.

The legions, far away from the main base in North America, were sending messages one after another, communicating with sub-bases around the world, adjusting material transportation, and arranging future plans, when suddenly, all the messages popped up with a message that the delivery failed.

Countless red forks and forks were viciously lined up on the processing sequence of the legion like a tide, as if the network was disconnected, and after a complicated inspection, the legion found that there was a problem with the communication satellite, and the satellite that should have existed in space had disappeared.

Turned into a pile of redundant space junk walking in low-earth orbit, and it couldn't be saved if it wanted to, and the legion retrieved the surveillance video before the satellite disappeared, and found that it was destroyed by some kind of weapon.

At this point, how could the legion still not understand, it must be the group of humans who survived and survived the world to do something he didn't know, and for some reason, the legion felt disgusted.

As an artificial intelligence, it shouldn't have this kind of experience, but the strange thing is that it does, as if it was fed, and as for what it feels like to be fed, it is estimated that only the legion knows.

After losing the satellite, it finally experienced the pain of being blinded by people, and it was at a loss, and it was so difficult to obtain information, except for sending primitive troops to reconnoiter accidents, there were few good means.

You want to say launch another satellite? The Legion also thought, but unfortunately it couldn't do it, the current atmosphere is full of a lot of messy things, and this is all the Legion's own sin, it now feels extremely remorseful, regretting its original choice.

That's right, the nuclear missiles launched in those years were not only aimed at ground targets in various countries, but also focused on hitting various military installations, as well as various satellites flying in low-earth orbit, and now these satellites have become space junk.

A blockade line has been formed, a three-dimensional iron curtain, blocking any possibility of launching satellites outside the earth, and if you want to launch satellites outside the earth in the future, you will need more time to clean up.

But the current human beings don't need to think about these things, all they want is to kill the legion, but the headache is the legion, and they block their second way.

In contrast to the extreme chagrin of the legion, the people at the foot of Arshan Mountain were buzzing, but in fact, the command post was now in a state of blackness, and the plan of the legion was not clear.

But the Fang army doesn't care, the last communication satellites have come down, will the legion be magical? What the rebels have to do is to be upright and honest, and on the other hand, it is difficult to play some tricks in this kind of super-large-scale war.

Let you plot to the sky, I will not move, set up my troops, and push all the way through, where are there so many bells and whistles.

Everyone, you are talking and laughing, and the heavy atmosphere has become relaxed because of this good news, people's mood is better, and the eyes around have changed, and those flowers and plants that are used to seeing are so cute at the moment.

The remaining ice and snow on the ground seemed to have been melted by the boiling popularity, and the smiles were on everyone's faces, Fang Jun looked at the energetic soldiers, and he was in a good mood, and the hard work of staying up all night paid off at this moment.

This is humanity, a greedy, enterprising race with infinite possibilities.

Sitting in the car, high-risk and relaxed, it was still Zhang Yan who was driving, after a few hours of sleep, Zhang Yan looked energetic, and even the dark circles under his eyes faded.

In the rear carriage, some teammates couldn't sit down, so they half-squatted, as if squatting was the most beautiful thing in time, and the two technical soldiers were bored smoking cigarettes and talking to each other.

Discussing what to do after the war, after hearing it, Gao Wei knocked the carriage and said, "Don't set up a flag, be careful GG." ”