The one at the beginning is the latest model of the main battle tank.

But his current appearance seems to have nothing to do with the word "new".

A thick smell of blood permeated the tank's body, and the armor plates were covered with scratches and bite marks of all kinds.

There were even several pieces of armor that were pierced and torn apart, exposing the interior of the hull to the public.

Every time the engine was running, there were several strange noises coming from inside the body, making people wonder if it would break down in the next second.

Everyone took off their hats and saluted, as if they were not passing by a broken tank, but a badly wounded and staggering warrior!

The tank's tracks ran over the road, leaving two faintly blood-colored marks.

It's a few kilometers from the wilderness here, and there are still blood stains under the tank's tracks, so how many aberrant beasts should it have crushed in the wilderness!

Behind the tank were two armored vehicles that were not much better, covered in scars. Behind them was a long convoy of armed transports.

The armed transports were well protected, with only a few claw marks left on them.

But the smell of blood on them is the heaviest!

There was also some rancid smell mixed with this smell of blood, it was the smell of corpses!

Hundreds of body bags could be seen neatly stacked on iron racks through the carriages torn apart by the claws.

Some even had to be secured with a few sticks of wood, because the body in the body bag was torn to pieces, and it would not be possible to place it without sticks.

Monro secretly counted 60 transporters!

The front lost at least two divisions of nearly 20,000 troops! There are 6,000 corpses here! But everyone knew that fighting those aberrant beasts generally didn't leave a corpse, and those beasts would directly devour the soldiers who died in battle.

If 20,000 people were killed on the front line, then probably only about 5,000 corpses would be left, which is about 4:1.

But this is still based on the fact that humanity can win.

If the army offensive fails, then the percentage will be even higher.

In the back are vehicles transporting various broken weapons.

Hundreds of scrapped mechs of all kinds, roped in tow like twisted corpses.

Through the corner of the shield that was lifted, everyone could see the mecha's brutal wounds.

Monro also saw a mecha that had been almost gnawed empty in the middle, with tooth marks all around, and the middle cockpit was empty.

It is unknown if the pilot is still in the belly of a large aberrant beast, or if he has been dug up by his colleagues and put to rest in a body bag.

Thousands of people stood on the long street, but there was not a single sound of speech, only the sound of car engines and tires crashing against the road.

Munro didn't know what was wrong with him, and he felt out of breath.

A heavy pressure pressed on his chest, making him breathe rapidly, but he was afraid to make a louder noise to break the heavy atmosphere in front of him.

Even in the scorching sun, the atmosphere is chilling.

The threat of death was bloodily exposed in front of everyone, and they were shocked from their beautiful dreams that all this in front of them had a price!

It's just that someone has already paid for them in advance.

After an hour, the huge convoy finally passed through the town and drove back to the city.

The streets began to sparsely populate, and even the guys who were still happily discussing how to use the Destiny Coin were feeling a little down.

Now most of the people in the town have the same goal, the bar!

Some people need alcohol to numb themselves, some need to find someone to ask about the situation on the front lines, in short, whatever the reason, the bar will always have everything you need.

It's better for boys to do things like going into a bar to find out information, and if a girl is not too tough, going into a bar may cause trouble.

Some stimulated Wang Ying finished the noodles in the bowl in three or two bites, and took a bite of the noodle soup that was as light as water! I wiped my sleeve to my mouth, dropped a sentence, and then strode away after I went to the shooting range to practice my gun.

Munro knew she had been stimulated, her parents had died in the jaws of the aberrant beast two years earlier.

It was the first wave of aberrant beasts, small in scale, but it also destroyed three county seats!

One of them is Wang Ying's hometown.

Her parents volunteered to be bait, giving her the only chance to survive.

All armies and most of the inhabitants volunteered to be bait, delaying the advance of the Mutant Beast with their few weapons and their lives, giving the others time to retreat.

Most of the children were evacuated safely, but their parents remained in that place forever.

This is also the reason why Wang Ying has to be admitted to a class A university even though her foundation is so poor.

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Jinbei Bar is famous on this street, not for its drinks.

Come on, the stingy guy of the bar owner doesn't mix wine with water, even if he has a conscience, what are you not satisfied with if you can drink inferior beer mixed with water?

It's not the decoration, the boss's lazy guy who sometimes won't even sweep the floor, what decoration do you expect him to have?

The only thing that is famous is the bartender's broken mouth.

Order two or three ridiculously expensive beers there, and the bartender will give you some general news.

But if you generously order one of his original cocktails and leave a tip, he'll instantly remember and remember the scoop.

If you're really generous, he'll probably collude with other drinkers to rob you.

However, he has a set of bartending techniques.

Well, he's a first-rate bartender, a second-rate spy, and a third-rate robber.

By the way, the bar owner is the bartender.

Duke grew up in this small town since he was a child, his parents died young, and he didn't starve to death by relying on a commissary rented to someone else left by the dead old man.

After the aberration of beasts two years ago, he returned here, taking advantage of being a local, opening a small bar here, and of course some other businesses.

His eyes lit up when he saw Monro come in, this was a big customer, and he could be ruthless when he was about to go under the knife.

"Welcome, Monro, it's been a long time since you've been here, what would you like to drink?" Duke greeted him warmly.

"Let's have a light ale first." Monro touched the money in his pocket, weighing whether he could afford a beer.

"Okay!" Duke performed hard, tossing the bottle and spinning it, and then catching it steadily, a series of dazzling movements that made Monroe a little dizzy.

The last thing to pour into the glass was beer mixed with water.

Munro knew that Duke had a bad hobby, which was to mix water in front of the drinkers.

However, he did not use the bullying to mix it hard, but unconsciously mixed the water into the wine through dazzling bartending movements.

There are two reasons for this.

Number one, this guy is very confident in his own approach.

Second, he used this technique to test whether the opponent was a master, in case he would be too hard to kick the iron plate later.

Of course, this guy has kicked the iron plate a lot of times.

However, Duke also has one of the biggest advantages, he is very simple, he tells everything directly, and the money he collects is returned.

I won't do any small things.

This allows him to survive all kinds of pit people.

However, Monro was a regular customer, and Duke didn't make any mistakes, just reluctantly mixed a little water. Eighty percent of this guy is committed, and he must be mixed with water to sell alcohol! If you get a beer without water, you're smashing his signature.

However, Monro didn't think much about it, but took a shallow sip from the cup, and the smell of the poison in the mother's tap water was stronger than the taste of wine.

Putting down the cup, Munro was going to get down to business, and he would never touch the contents of the cup again.

"What's going on at the front recently?" Munro asked in a low voice.

Duke also responded in the same low voice: "I heard that the front line has encountered a group of aberrant beasts, which is very strong, and has attacked three times, but they have been repelled by the other party.

The field division in charge of the main attack was almost completely wiped out, and the three integrated divisions were reimbursed. ”

Munro's heart was beating when he heard this, he had observed the convoy before, and estimated that twenty or thirty thousand people had died at the front line.

Unexpectedly, the number of casualties was far greater than his estimate.

According to Duke's intelligence, the death toll is only around 100,000.

This made his previous thoughts a little shaken.

He continued, "And then?" ”

But as if they hadn't heard anything, the person on the other side continued to wipe the other cups.

Monro knew what the other meant.

Some distressedly, he took out a freshly made vial from his bosom and placed it on the bar.

The vampire on the other side stopped what he was doing, carefully took the vial with both hands, opened the cap, and sniffed it gently.

A look of fascination appeared on his face.

The air began to fill the air with a strong aroma of wine, which caused the other drinkers to sniff hard.

After taking another sip of Duke's water-mixed wine, I suddenly felt that this thing was not much better than water, and it didn't taste like wine at all.

"Hey, Duke, how about I get a drink of this? I want that bottle of wine I just smelled! Many of the owners who were not bad for money immediately shouted.

"Give me all peace! If you talk about it any longer, you won't even have water to drink! It worked, and the tavern became quiet.

It's not that I'm afraid of Duke, it's just that it's a pity that I didn't taste such a fragrant wine.

Everyone craned their necks to see what was in that steel vial?

Duke quickly mixed several glasses of watered wine, and once again unscrewed the cap of the steel vial, and the strong aroma of wine appeared again.

He took out the dropper, sucked some liquid from the vial, and dropped a drop into each glass of wine.

What was originally just a "blended sake" that was not much better than water immediately turned into a glass of mellow and unusually fragrant sake.

Duke quickly put his nose forward and sniffed it, the strong aroma made his saliva almost come out.

The others stopped doing it, urging the guy to hurry up and bring the wine up.