No man's land, wide battlefields and barren lands between empires and alien territories.

On the eve of the start of the Great War, the no-man's land, which had been silent for thousands of years, finally resumed a little bit of killing again. In the boundless darkness of the night, countless human soldiers in dark green uniforms walked through the woods of the no-man's land, and touched in the direction of the west.

No one made a sound, and no one was left behind. They moved forward silently, without a trace of fluctuation on their bodies, but the muzzle of the gun revealed enough vigilance and killing intent. This team has only ten people in total, and it is the best team formation for covert operations in no man's land after calculation.

A team of ten people, one captain, one vice-captain, and the remaining eight team members, all of them have the realm of dust, and the captain is only one step away from being able to be promoted to the realm of Tianxing. For this mission, a total of more than a dozen identical teams have been sent so far, and the configuration is comparable to theirs.

They carried enough energy bars for a month, and some ammunition. Of course, in such a covert operation, guns and bullets are just a means of self-protection when it is absolutely necessary. Their mission is not to kill the aliens, nor to listen to the news of the aliens, but to infiltrate and explore.

In such a place, any disguise is useless, even if they wear ordinary black robes and do not have a weapon in their hands, the result of encountering a foreign race is still the same. Therefore, choosing dark green military uniforms can better ensure their safety, rather than being quickly exposed and helpless when encountering enemies.

But at least for now, they've all made it safe. It's been two days since they left the base, and they've gone almost a quarter of the way into the no-man's land. There are already a large number of alien scouts and garrisons here, and they need to be careful to avoid them before they can sneak forward.

The Great Wall did provide an excellent blockade for the Empire, preventing aliens from infiltrating it. However, the Great Wall is also a desperate move, and on the flip side, it also limits the Empire's control over the no-man's land. Unless a full-scale war breaks out, the Empire will no longer be able to monitor half of the no-man's land.

As a result, alien races are constantly encroaching on no-man's land in preparation for future wars. Although this has no effect on the empire, which already has satellite surveillance, it is simply a minefield for their teams that have entered the no-man's land.

Suddenly, the captain raised his hand to signal the team to stop, and slowly lowered his body, and the team members behind him all squatted down with the drunk captain and found a hidden position. Taking out the night vision binoculars, the captain looked ahead, and sure enough, he found that there was a secret sentinel of the alien race hidden fifty meters in front of him.

"Get around." A gesture was made.

However, at this moment, the vice-captain reached out and grabbed the captain's gun, and whispered to him, "There are still human slaves inside, what should we do?" ”

The captain was shocked, picked up the binoculars again, and sure enough, he saw that the direction that had been blocked by an alien race had been given way, and there were two Terrans in the cage, and they were obviously wearing the current clothing style of the empire, and it was impossible to be captive slaves.

The captain was a little embarrassed, looked at the two women, and carefully thought about countermeasures. It is definitely not feasible to take the initiative to go up to the rescue. There were only ten of them in total, and the alien sentry posts they had figured out, including this one, contained hundreds of alien warriors, and they would surround them if something happened.

And their mission itself is to explore secretly, and if it is exposed now, it may have a huge impact on the overall plan. If the plan of the Military Commission cannot be implemented smoothly, the mecha of the origin is secretly manufactured, and more people will die in the future.

The captain thought about it, and finally took out the satellite terminal, recorded the latitude and longitude of this place, and then reported it to the general staff of the western region through satellite signals. In the end, the matter was handed over to the General Staff to deal with. The vice-captain watched the captain's movements and didn't think of a better way.

However, at this moment, one of the team members said, "Oh no, they're going to do it to those two people!" ”

The captain hurriedly put down the terminal, picked up the binoculars, and sure enough, he saw that the alien race had dragged the two women out of the cage. Walking through the woods, they could all hear the desperate cries and struggles of the two women, as well as the strange laughter of the aliens, the sounds echoing throughout the woods.

The captain gritted his teeth fiercely: "Prepare for a silent sniper!" ”

The other team members had faces on their faces, and two specialized snipers put their mufflers on their muzzles, slowly hid their muzzles in the bushes, and aimed their guns at the sentry post in the distance. But their crosshairs are not aimed at alien races.

Such things are not uncommon on the border, and it seems that every battle-hardened scout will have a few innocent human blood on his hands. When their guns are pointed at human beings, every time it is a torture and test of conscience and humanity.

In such a situation, should we abandon the mission and save humanity with some slight success? Or should it be discarded? Or a happy death for fellow human beings who are about to be tortured and humiliated by aliens? There are no answers to these and there will be no answers for a lifetime.

If they are confronted with a comrade who has been captured and cannot be rescued, they will not hesitate to pull the trigger and end the life of their comrade. Because each of them swore that even if they died, they would never submit to a foreign race, and they would never be slaves of other races!

But now they were confronted with someone who was fifty meters away, and they couldn't ask or get an answer. They don't know what's going on in these people's minds, and they don't know what they're trying to do. They only know that as long as they fall into the hands of aliens, there will be no good end for humanity.

In such a situation, should the gun be fired? Or don't shoot? Many veterans who have shot and killed their own clan, and every time they look back, they tell the recruits that when this time comes, all you can do is to believe that you have made the right choice.

But in fact, when the veteran said this, the confusion in his heart had betrayed him. Every time he closed his eyes and recalled the humans who had died at the hands of their guns, it seemed that the faces of these people were not remembered clearly, they were all mixed together, and all of them became one.

The man looked at him like this, and then a deep bloody hole appeared on the top of his head, and he was still looking at him deeply, with a smile on the corner of his mouth that didn't know whether it was weird or relieved. In fact, they all know that this smile is not each other's smile, but their own smile when they put down their guns.

The captain put his hand heavily on the warrior's shoulder, interrupting their confused thoughts. The two people, taking a deep breath, adjusted the beating of their hearts as much as possible to the most stable state, breathing, breathing, fingers slightly pinched, a slight sound came from the muzzle, and the two people began to put away the gun.

Everything was so well trained that they didn't even have to look at the results before they knew that the bullet had pierced the foreheads of the two human women, cutting them off. But at the last moment, they still saw the two frightened faces in the scope, and they imprinted them in their hearts for a moment.

The team shifted quickly, retreating towards the established route in the blink of an eye, and by the time the aliens found this side, they had even cleared the traces of leaving, and no alien could find out where they had left before, unless there was a special alien who was good at tracking them.

The captain led the team through five or six sentry posts, and finally left this gathering place full of sentry posts, and temporarily found a real lifeless stop. By this time, the sun had gradually shown its head, and the faint sunlight shone on their faces through the gaps in the yellowed leaves.

on their tears.

Stretched out his hand and wiped the faces of the two little soldiers, these two snipers had just been trained, and they had been practicing and training before, and this was their second time on the battlefield. The first time was just lying on the head of the city for a few days, constantly sniping out of the woods to the aliens.

For them, the first time they go on a mission, it's more like a game of fixed-point sniping. And this time, they took the initiative to ask for help, and they followed the team into the no-man's land with infinite patriotic enthusiasm and combat enthusiasm, but they didn't expect that the first time they shot and killed was actually their own people.

Looking at their somewhat flowery faces, these two immature faces, the captain whispered to them: "You have to remember! It's all the fault of the aliens! If it weren't for the alien race who caught them, they wouldn't have been bullied. If it weren't for the fact that the aliens had to do it on the spot, maybe we could have expected the rescue team to save them! But at this time, what we can do is to make what we think is the right choice! We are human! Neither do they! ”

The two little warriors nodded strongly and wiped the tears from their faces. It can be seen that they are still struggling in their hearts, but enough reason and trained perseverance make them extremely strong, and the only option at this time is to let the long torture slowly turn their pain into habit and motivation.

So the captain didn't continue to talk about it, but looked further west, looking at the satellite map in his hand, which was obviously still being improved. The map is divided into different squares, some of which are dynamic, and some of which are motionless or even black.

This is the real-time satellite monitoring map of the "Sky Change" program, and as more satellites are added, this map will become more and more detailed until all places can be monitored by humans. Opened up the map range near them, just between two blocks.

"The place we came from before was still under satellite surveillance, and when we crossed the mountain, we had to look at the map and run. We don't know what we'll encounter on the way, but if we want to get to the first observation point quickly, it's our only option to go through this area, and on the other side there's a huge garrison point of the alien race, and we can't afford to rub past it in a grand way. ”

"Captain, then there is no garrison in this place?" A warrior asked, smiling, eating an energy bar.

The captain said: "According to the images taken by the satellite in the past, when it was last updated, there was no huge garrison here. I don't think it's possible for the aliens to continue to expand at this time, their purpose should be to concentrate their forces more than to continue to disperse, and their construction capacity is worrying, and their economic situation is chaotic. ”

The other soldiers all nodded, and the captain continued, "But it is not inevitable that you will run into other sentry posts again. Most of the sentry posts we encountered before were observation sentry posts. Because the direction we came from, after all, close to the Great Wall of the Empire, the alien race has not yet been fully controlled. ”

"The purpose of their outposts there is nothing more than to monitor the movements of the Empire. In normal times, it is nothing more than to observe near the Great Wall according to the established route, and when changing shifts, it is mostly to return the same way. But ahead, this is the area that the aliens have controlled before, and they will patrol the western half of the no-man's land as we did before we built the Great Wall, especially near the sentry posts. ”

"We must always be ready to fight, but never fall into a fight, try to avoid the patrol and disengagement of the other side. Remember that our purpose is to find out where the factory where the origin secret imitation mecha is located, and to lay a good foundation for our masters and mischievous thunder strikes in the future! ”

"Yes!" The soldiers threw down the bags in their hands and sorted out the equipment on their bodies, because they were already cultivators in the Dusty Realm, and they basically only needed to meditate for a while to be able to replace sleep, so they could move forward almost without sleep, so they didn't stay long, but rushed into the unknown area without hesitation.

Luo Xian sat on his own throne, or the throne he snatched from others, and felt unprecedentedly happy. This was a new experience that he had never had before, as if the whole person had been reborn, and the spirit had been sublimated enough.

This kind of experience probably comes from two aspects: the promotion of cultivation and the transformation of status, but the improvement of cultivation first determines the change of Luo Xian's state of mind, and only then did he take the position. Now he feels that he has faded away from the old shell, and he no longer needs to endure and immerse, this kind of happiness in life makes him unable to extricate himself.

Of course, Luo Xian was not carried away by this, he still remembered the fate of the Central Elders, and naturally it was impossible to learn from them. So he handed over the leadership of all the planning of the base to Lu Sheng, the task of espionage to the little boy, and the task of scientific research to a researcher who had also worked with him before.

In this way, all the things of the origin are basically separated, and he only needs to control the absolute masters in the base, ensuring his own status, and at the same time, he can also let the base develop for a long time. He felt very wise about such a choice, especially after getting thirty percent of the mecha technology.

Origin began to build its own mech, which was a plan that had been established a long time ago, but unfortunately it had to be restarted now to save the current situation, so only thirty percent of the information was obtained. However, Lu Sheng told him that even thirty percent was enough.

Although the scientific and technological level of the origin itself is biased, it is also not low, and it may be difficult to face a brand new project, but once you get started, it will show a process of rapid progress. Therefore, Luo Sheng asked Qiao Sheng to preside over and built several factories outside to act as eyes and ears, and the real mecha design fell deep in a garrison point of the Hong Clan, covering up with a huge battle array.

This plan was conceived by Luo Xian.

Of course, in order to realize this plan, Luo Sheng took a few earth immortal masters to the Hong Clan, and expressed to the Hong Clan the new measures after the establishment of the New Origin. For an alien collaborator, of course, the Hong clan can't ask for it now, especially after Luo Xian said that he can build a mecha of the alien race.

Mecha! It was the nightmare of all the aliens on the battlefield against humanity for hundreds of years. Even if the Hidden Insects were developed later, they all knew that the Hidden Insects could only be used for sneak attacks, not for battlefield charges, and the greatest degree of combat effectiveness of the mecha was in the cooperation of the battlefield.

But what does he say now? Can an alien have their own mech? It's like pie falling from the sky! How could the Hong people not agree to such cooperation? The Hong clan even sent their own seventeen elders, an elder of the Hong clan who was probably around the beginning of the Holy Realm, to cooperate with the construction of the factory.

A large number of origin researchers have entered the Hong people, into the factory under construction, and the research room of the factory has been temporarily set up and put into use. They want to be able to figure out the design of the production line after the factory is completed.

Chapter Seventeen looked at the information they brought, although he didn't understand what it was, but looking at the three-dimensional model he made, it was indeed a mecha form similar to that of a human. But in the shape of these mechas, they seem to be more slender and backbone, more hideous and powerful.

In line with the principle between the alien race and the human, and also considering the face of the royal family, it did not take the initiative to ask about the differences between these mechas. But I didn't expect that the chief designer of today's origin actually took the initiative to find it and talked about these topics that it was very interested in.

"The design of our mecha is based on the information of the Empire, and we have figured it out, so the general direction may not be the same as that of the Empire. The information we obtained is just some introductory information, and the deeper information empire is very deep, which is also a helpless solution. ”

"In fact, the most complete development of science and technology in this world is the center of the empire, and the mecha they designed can almost be said to be infinitely close to perfection in terms of appearance, function, internal structure and joint mobility, of course, this is at the current state of science and technology."

"Then why didn't you make the same mecha as the Empire?" Elder Seventeen finally asked.

The chief designer said: "The most important reason for the difference is that the Empire's mecha is driven by humans, while our mecha does not have a pilot. Because we lack the most basic operating system, without the system, it is impossible for the mecha to be controlled by humans. ”

"But how can these mecha move? It won't just be a decoration, right? ”

The eyes of the seventeen elders became dangerous.