In these difficult times, all the homeless, farmers, businessmen or townspeople, even thugs, must be organized and relied on in order to survive, as the saying goes, only when there is a backer is it easy to get things done.

On the premise of being able to survive, no one cares whether the so-called fairness is sufficiently implemented. Even if there is unevenness, it is only an unevenness within the organization, and it is linked to the strength of each individual.

The reason is very simple, just like the big one should eat one more bowl of rice than others, and the small one should eat one less bowl.

Strength is everything.

It's not easy to survive, unless you're a hermit and don't bother to form a gang at all.

The main difference between organized violent gangs and the regular army lies in the mode of management and the difference in numbers. Of course, there is a difference in weaponry and equipment, but it is not obvious, as long as both sides have exchanged fire once, they will let the winning side seize the equipment of the other side, so as to make themselves stronger.

In the long run, the "Brotherhood of Steel" can be regarded as an old gang, and after annexing several small gangs in the surrounding area, it is so powerful that it even dares to compete with the powerful aristocratic forces.

After robbing the caravan a little far away from the mine city, it made a lot of money.

The Iron Brotherhood has grown to 2 or 300 people, and it can still be in a corner, which also shows that it is as strong as a cockroach to survive. In the face of several exterminations by the nobles of the mining city, the "Iron Brotherhood" has already found a set of effective methods - guerrilla warfare, and it can even fight against each other, winning and losing.

But today is different, the leader of the "Brotherhood of Steel" has truly seen what fear is, and what is the invincible legion of the Big Mac.

His face was as dead as ashes, and the excitement and fanatical confidence he had just gained over the monster was now gone.

The opponent is obviously not the private armed forces of those nobles of the mining city, and the armed conflicts of dozens or hundreds of people are usually so small in front of these black and oppressive, group fighting legions.

Just like the army of the old era, countless torrents of steel drilled out from the hills and valley floors in the distance, and all the vehicles and soldiers crushed towards this side in a certain formation in a certain formation, and the rumbling sound made the land tremble for several kilometers.

The yellow dust rolled up by hundreds of chariots and mechs was even obscured by the sun.

When have the thugs on the walls seen such a battle? At this time, they were dumbfounded, watching the dust rolling in the sky.

"So, what's up there, the clouds?"

One of the thugs shouted as he looked at the huge shadows cast between the mountains.

The thugs squinted in the direction he was pointing, also shocked.

The "Ruins Reveler" also got out of the mecha and stumbled to the battlements of the city wall, looking into the distance with a blank expression, and the squeezed chest suddenly felt a sharp pain.

The grayish-yellow clouds were unusually thick, and there seemed to be something on the other side of the mountain.

Although it is difficult to see from a distance, you can faintly feel the curling edges of the clouds drifting, as if something has lowered the distance from the ground.

The squeezed clouds surged in other directions, and strange light in them kept changing gilding the clouds, shining with a dull golden shimmer.

"Leave that alone, his grandmother's! We must have been cheated by these city guards, false information! Mine City must be trying to lure us into it! So we've got it all! The leader roared, one hand holding his arm still dangling.

"What then, Boss! Shall we retreat immediately? A thug with an ugly scar on his face asked.

"Nonsense! If we don't retreat, are we still waiting for them to rush into the city and kill us all? ”

"But...... What about all the looted supplies, don't you want them all? ”

"Don't! Throw them all away, and leave the green mountains without worrying about no firewood! As long as you can survive, there will be a chance to counterattack in the future! Order, withdraw! ”

The head of the thug is still sober, and if he can't beat it, he pats the P shares and leaves. At the sound of the order, everyone moved quickly, jumped off the city wall, and rushed towards the vehicle.

Explosions were heard in the city, and after another round of indiscriminate bombardment, smoke and fire were immediately set off in the streets of the town.

"Squeak, squeak!" A building that had been bombarded by artillery to the point of only 2 pillars was crumbling.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the building collapsed a row of houses directly into the street after a horrible and piercing twisted sound. The huge smoke and dust that rose obscured the vision of the people in the surrounding neighborhood, but they still scattered like headless flies.

The road ahead was blocked, and the terrified thugs on the streets were reversing frantically, colliding with the cars behind, huddled together and in chaos.

As the mob retreated in a panic, a figure stood on a hill outside the town, as if suspended in the air, looking at the rolling torrent of steel, motionless.

The strange man had a mechanical metal hoop on his head, silver-gray hair fluttering in the wind, and a distinct circular mark on the back of his hand that glowed with a pale blue glow.

It seems to be a totem - a totem with a dragon-shaped pattern. It is like a green dragon decorated in semi-relief, with a strong body coiled up, the dragon's mouth is wide open, and the momentum is extraordinary.

He stood on the top of a pine tree jutting out of the mountain wall, standing only a small branch, I don't know how he flew up or how he fell, and the cliff above him was at least 6 meters high.

Feeling the earth trembling under the tree, his body trembled slightly, and he squinted his eyes to look at the curling clouds in midair, and his brow gradually furrowed.

A voice came from the metal ring on his forehead: "Qinglong, how is the investigation over there?" The elders are waiting to hear the debriefing. ”

"Don't worry, how many of them are done?" Qinglong asked.

"Except for you, the other three have already returned, and now it's up to you."

"How much time is left?"

"On your side...... About 4 hours. ”

"Well, that's all there is to it? That's not enough! ”

Qinglong pondered for a while, as if thinking about something, and then jumped up slightly, the small branch under his feet trembled slightly, he had jumped to a height of 6 or 7 meters, and landed on the top of the hillock.

"Tell the Great Elders that I'll be back in four hours. That's right...... Don't contact me just yet. ”

"This ...... Well, don't delay! ”

At the end of the call, Qinglong's figure swayed and ran in the direction of "Neon Town".

In a few ups and downs, he had already fallen from the cliff to the flat ground, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't see his movements clearly, leaving only an afterimage.

The giant fortress in the air is moving slowly.

Heavy clouds trembled under the mighty war machine, and countless chariots and mechs shone in the sunlight, shining like the silver helmets of ancient soldiers.

The army slowly advancing towards "Neon Town" was in an orderly manner, and the artillery attack behind it had stopped.

"Hey, that's ...... What is it!? ”

A soldier in the passenger seat of an off-road vehicle looked in front of the car after hearing the driver mutter, and under the dazzling sunlight, the distance was about dozens of meters, and he saw a slight cloud of gray and yellow dust passing in front of him, and it seemed that a person was running in front.

"Yes, a person?" The soldier looked confused, and when he rubbed his eyes and looked again, the figure was gone.

"Stop! Stop the car! The soldier hurriedly shouted.

In fact, before he shouted, the driver had slowed down.

The other soldiers who gathered at the sound of the sound were all crammed around the window with their heads cocked and looked out, but they couldn't see anything at all.

"What's the situation? What do you see? ”

"What the hell? Why did it stop? ”

"Look at your nervous face, did you get too excited and didn't sleep well last night? Be careful! Don't beat the town's girls, be careful of being reported...... Hee-hee! ”

Several soldiers in the back compartment were talking nonsense, obviously thinking that the driver and co-pilot were singing and harmonizing, as if they were joking.

"You saw that too, right? It's a person, right? The driver turned to the soldier sitting in the passenger seat.

"I ...... I may be mistaken, how can people run so fast? The co-pilot's face was dazed, and he couldn't believe it.

The off-road vehicle started again, which was a bit unbelievable, but I couldn't figure it out, and everyone laughed at them and gave up.

The command stopped the shelling according to the news that appeared in front of him, and the general of spades looked a little solemn.

According to the information that has just been received, one of the "exterminators" who had infiltrated earlier has lost the news and is apparently dead.

Fall? How did the "Exterminator" get killed?

The capture of this small town called "Neon Town" did not seem to be as smooth as he had expected, but it was a strategic location that he had to take.

Who knows if there is any great power in this town?

He quickly put on his combat uniform, and a striking blue band of light lit up on his back, and soon more than a dozen such bands of light appeared, and in the process of putting on the combat uniform, he had already ordered to go down, ordering everyone not to act rashly.

The combat data on the smart panel surprised him by the fact that the Exterminator had died by self-detonation.

After receiving the Emperor's order to modulate his body for the 5th time, he risked a success rate of less than 23%, which was the Emperor's "reward", and no one could resist his gift.

It was scary, but the end result was satisfying: not only did he survive, but he also had unrivaled power.

The body of the General of Spades has become amazing.

He didn't know what the source of this power was, but the powerful body did excite him for a long time.

It is said that the experimental materials used this time were given to the emperor by the messenger of the "Obsidian Hunting Regiment", and it is said that only two test subjects passed before he accepted the concoction.

The fact that one of the three "Exterminators" brought in this time had already fallen, made him wonder if the information he had received was accurate.

The siege was inevitable for the Emperor, and there could be no reason for the other three generals to see him lose his first battle.

He was under a lot of pressure, he hadn't slept well for the past few days, and there were always frightening and desperate scenes in his mind, those black mountains in his sleep seemed to be moving slowly, huge black shadows covered the stars, and a voice in the dark seemed to be whispering to him.

Siege, artillery fire, capture and victory, and establish a forward base for attacking Mine City.

These scenes kept coming to his mind, and he woke up from his sleep in a cold sweat. Although he held the command of nearly 1,000 people, advanced and sophisticated equipment, and three "exterminators", he always felt that he did not have the slightest sense of security.

He put on his suit, straightened the metal straps on his shoulders, clicked his knuckles, and turned to look at the empty hyperbaric chamber that had been opened, where an Exterminator had been located, and two others lay quietly in it.

He didn't hesitate and strode out of the camp.

He himself didn't know why he was a little inexplicably apprehensive at the moment, and there was always a lingering shadow in his heart.

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