The history of human war is a history of the degeneration of human nature. Follow? Dream?. lā

From unarmed killing in ancient times, to the later evolution of cold weapons, to hot weapons, the use of weapons of mass destruction, killing has become easier and easier, and the sense of guilt has become less and less. Often, a single button can end the lives of millions of people.

Just like Gu Xuan, that divine grace shipborne cannon ended all the lives of the Frozen Group......

But no matter how huge the weapon has become, it is still the most intuitive melee killing that can bring fear to people's hearts, and there is nothing more shocking than the scene of blood splattering on the face and flesh flying.

Moreover, in this era, all fighters have hardly experienced such large-scale hand-to-hand combat, and the average distance of traditional combat kills is between 200 meters and 500 meters.

With the current level of sniper technology, kills from 2 kilometers away are perfectly normal.

That's it, if you want to put your opponent 100 meters in front of you and start fighting, all the mercenary bosses are blinded.

"I'll build a composite melee defense line that will give you good cover to keep enemies close before you move. I demand that everyone be armed with the most brutal melee weapons, chainsaw blades, fragmentation grenades, flamethrowers, ion battle axes. The opponent who can be killed with two knives should never be stabbed with one sword, let the blood stain the entire defense line, do not take prisoners of war, do not accept surrender, do not take a step back, and do not die. Zhang Lan gave a brief introduction to the division of labor in the battle situation.

"Lord Zhang Lan, have you considered our casualties if we only engage in close combat without the cover of long-range fire?" Xing Feng asked.

"Within 20 minutes of the start of the enemy's landing operation, more than 10 of our personnel will die in the bunker, after head-on contact, although our personnel are superior in the unit area, the enemy's weapons are superior to ours, even in close combat, our casualties will not be small, it is estimated that after the battle, more than half of the people will receive burial expenses." Zhang Lan gave accurate values.

"Why are we fighting such a disgusting war? Can't you kill from a distance with a large weapon? ”

"Yes, yes! Is our life not our life? ”

"Oppose orders to treat us like dogs, mercenaries are also human!"

"We need big equipment, we need tanks to clear the way!"

"I want Air Force support! To missile support! ”

For a while, the crowd in the venue was excited, and everyone shouted loudly, as if human nature had suddenly awakened.

But in the face of so many demands and opponents, Zhang Lan couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably.

He couldn't stand up straight with a smile that made those who shouted so that they all shut up and didn't dare to speak again, because the viper revolver in Zhang Lan's hand was pulled down the trigger again, and he entered a state of preparing to shoot.

"Bosses, you're so much fun! Mercenary Hey! Hey! Do you want to be treated fairly? What do you think you are? The poet of the end times? A squeamish princess? How can you be fair? In addition to the skill of licking blood from the knife edge, do you really think that you can live like ordinary people? ”

"To die is to have the consciousness of life, where I need you to fight, I will fight, I need you to die, where I need you to die. If there's anything you don't want to, tell me now, it's useless anyway. Do you think it's okay to spit out the deposit now? No kidding. ”

Zhang Lan instantly suppressed her smiling face, "You are working hard, you should be ready to die from the first day you came here, you don't even have this kind of awareness, why eat the bowl of rice of mercenaries?" ”

"What Master Zhang Lan taught is that people who work hard should of course not care about life and death, but even if they want to die, they should have some value, right? We are ants, but ants also need an explanation. Xing Feng is neither humble nor arrogant.

"......" Zhang Lan looked at Xing Feng squarely, impressed by the king of mercenaries, "Obviously, you are more interesting than what is written in the information." ”

"Passing the prize." Xing Feng bowed.

"For it is necessary to deter the adversary, to make the city of pass synonymous with death, to the fear of all invaders, and to make the greedy dare not peep into the riches of the Peaceful Pavilion again. What we want to win is not this battle, but a war, and we can't achieve this effect, even if we defeat the invaders of Alaide, we will continue to attack later. You have survived to this day, and you will die on the battlefield one day. Zhang Lan finally told the truth.

"Understood, all the members of Kuiba are willing to follow Lord Zhang Lan's arrangement." Xing Feng immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted.

The other bigwigs looked at each other, and even the mercenary king's Xing Feng confessed, and they didn't have the courage to offend Zhang Lan.

Just like Zhang Lan said, they are a group of mercenaries, living a life of licking blood from the knife edge, and if they really have to receive orders to fight viciously, all that is left is the instinct to think about how to survive. Everyone knelt down on one knee and saluted with Xing Feng, and there was no way to refute Zhang Lan's order, after all, they all took the money.

"Since everyone is willing to listen, let's start to go in and divide the work in detail." Zhang Lan knocked on the podium, and the holographic screen behind him also changed, and began to explain in detail.

At the same moment, far away on the Australian continent, the dilapidated jeep was rushing forward, and the roar of the old-fashioned engine was definitely the most conspicuous in this empty wilderness.

But the amazing thing is that along the way of Joan of Arc and Kun, not a single wild beast dared to attack, let alone attack, not even the one that came up. It felt like they had been instructed by God not to come out and disturb God's journey.

The only thing that dared not to save face for God was probably the acid rain that suddenly fell in the sky. The open-top jeep couldn't stop the rain, so Joan of Arc had to drive into a natural cave formed by the red rocks.

This kind of small cave is only 20 square meters, and when the car is parked, only a small part is left. Joan of Arc lit a bonfire here, and as promised Kun's request, opened several military cans to cook dinner for Kun.

"Are you vegetarian?" Joan of Arc asked.

"In the past, in the sea, I used to eat small fish to satisfy my hunger." Although Kun has been able to live without eating for hundreds of years today, it is the essence of living organisms after all, so that one's stomach can still feel hunger and get satisfaction from eating.

"Then let's eat a vegetarian diet and experience human life." Joan of Arc smiled and poured the beans into the pot.

In fact, Joan of Arc is the mechanical creature that doesn't need to eat at all, and the only thing she can taste on the tip of her tongue is sweetness, but this does not affect her craftsmanship.

Joan of Arc can control the use of condiments in milligrams, the amount of salt in full, the temperature of the fire, everything can be reflected in the data.

It was a military canned bean that was unpalatable to death, and with a little compressed beef, the stewed green bean beef soup was quickly baked. Holding a hot soup bowl, the aroma actually made Kun's eyes light up.

I picked up the spoon and tasted it lightly, and I couldn't help but sigh, "It's delicious!" ”

"If it's good, you drink a little more, it's starting to cool down outside, and it's important to keep warm. But forget, you and I are not human, so there is no such worry at all. Joan of Arc laughed teasingly.

"I don't understand, even though I eat such delicious food, but I still think about other greedy things, human beings are the source of all these tragedies." Kun said as he ate.

"You should know more about the world, walk more on the land, and know that what you think is a common meal of green bean stew margarine is rare for many people to eat once in death. Many people are already doing their best just to survive. Conquer the world? The strongest in the universe? Killing is king? That's just the idea of a very small number of people in power, and the vast majority of people actually just want to have such a full meal, and get up early in the morning to see the sun. Joan of Arc sighed faintly.

"If you want to see the sun, why pollute the world? If you don't want to be a pawn of those in power, why not rebel? "Kun doesn't understand, just like in the sea, if you don't want to become food for other deep-sea monsters, the small fish have to swim desperately, swim desperately, or unite in groups to defend against the attack of the big fish.

"Because human beings are actually very small and insignificant creatures, and their ambitions can be greater than the sky, and they can survive like ants. People who have no strength can only go with the flow and let others slaughter, unable to decide their own destiny.

It's not that they don't want to get better, they just need a strong person who can lead them to make their lives better. Joan of Arc confessed.

"The person you're talking about is Zhang Lan, right?" The kun has been eaten.