Not long after resting in the dormitory, they were chased out in their sleep, and everyone was taken to a nearby pig farm to visit.

Pig farms are places where enemy prisoners are kept in captivity, and they are used exclusively to provide supplies to the troops, and flesh and skin are all important resources where such supplies are scarce.

We were also accustomed to the primitive bloody life of hunting each other below, but after arriving at the pig farm, we were still shocked by the horror scene.

The pig farm is located on a plain, where the black wind is particularly dense, which is conducive to the recovery of the body. On the ground in the pig farm, piles made of thigh bones were hammered into the ground, and on top of them, a divine cord made of demon skin was put around the neck of each demon in captivity, and everywhere there were moans of demons, all of them had no hands, and they were probably cut off as soon as they grew, and generally had heads and bodies, some of which had legs, and some of them did not.

At least thousands of demons are imprisoned in this pig farm, and there are special people who are responsible for harvesting and transporting supplies.

The instructor, seeing that we were all smacking our tongues, pointed at these imprisoned demons and said to us in the lingua franca of the Alliance that he had just taught: "These are enemies and cowards, and you will win the war." ”

After returning to the base, they began to learn the alliance lingua franca again, and after learning, everyone divided the meat, and after eating the meat, they began to learn the alliance lingua franca again, and then trained the queue.

I was not used to this kind of life and did not like to fight, but I did not dare to disobey, otherwise I would be locked up in a pig farm, but the old stick was very excited, and he felt that he was back to the life of his old days.

After learning the language for a while, we were able to communicate with each other briefly, and then we changed our martial arts instructor and taught us martial arts. In fact, most of these recruits have mastered some fighting skills themselves, most of them used to be robbers who blocked the road and killed innocents indiscriminately, and very few of them mastered some skills after coming to this world like me.

It turns out that in addition to learning single fighting techniques, you also need to learn battlefield commands, knife skills, hammer skills, spear stabbing skills, bow skills, squad coordination tactics, and column charge skills, and it is amazing that there are spells here!

Spells are not something that everyone can learn, they need to be talented, and there are special mage instructors to come and choose, and finally two demons with better talents were picked from our training class, both of them are from the same planet, we have communicated privately, their planet is a magical world, and almost everyone knows several spells.

At the beginning of our large class, there were more than 50 of them, and at the end of the final training, there were only forty-one left, except for a few stunned young people who did not obey the discipline at the beginning, and the rest were eliminated during the training because of their poor comprehensive ability, and I guess they should have been thrown into the pig farm.

On the battlefield, it is not that the more people the better, but more emphasis on refinement and tactical coordination, and it is more terrible to encounter a pig teammate at a critical moment than to encounter a group of enemies, so their alliance only sets the level at the entrance of the sixth layer, and filters most of the people with poor ability through natural elimination.

At the same time, there are more than 100 large classes of recruits in this training camp, a total of more than 5,000 people, and new classes are constantly increasing, but there are also classes that have completed training and left the training camp.

Soon after, the training of our class was also completed, and then we were assigned to a certain team on the front line, I knew that I was about to go to the battlefield, unlike the old stick, I actually didn't want to go to the battlefield, I was thinking about how to escape from here as soon as I was free during this period of training, how to escape from hell without relying on these systems, because I had calculated, the probability of relying on military merits to climb up and escape from hell was very small, and the probability of being permanently trapped in this layer was terrible.

But I have never been able to find a way, the discipline in the barracks is too strict, unless you go to the battlefield in the melee, there is no chance to escape. These armies are driven by three forces at the same time: fear, hatred, and the yearning for freedom, and the main driver is fear, because fear is permanently buried in the ground and fear is locked up in a pigsty.

And when fighting alone, the demons are more eager to escape from hell and be free, although they also have the fear of being killed and the fear of becoming weaker, but they all know that they will not really die, and they will rarely be permanently imprisoned by their opponents. But here, although the heart is still desperate for freedom, but it is buried deep in fear, everyone is thinking about how not to be captured by the enemy, no one is afraid of death or not, they all know that they will be reborn, the key is not to lose the battle and be picked up by the enemy, otherwise there will be no return.

Therefore, when the battle happens, the only correct thing to do is to kill the enemy desperately to win the battle, and it is the most stupid to be a deserter if you are cowardly, and the overseers behind you will catch you and disintegrate and put you in a pig farm every second.

Soon after arriving at the front line, our troops confronted the nearby Reaper Alliance, a true hellish battlefield with a level of blood and brutality unmatched by any battle on Earth, where every soldier on both sides looked to death as if they were at home, and these soldiers were the coldest, bloodthirsty, and most murderous souls in the entire galaxy.

I don't want to go into too much detail about the battlefields of hell so as not to mislead people who are particularly hungry for war and killing to deliberately kill others.

After several extremely brutal battles, I was lucky not to die once, only once I was seriously wounded, but the old stick died once, but fortunately we won that battle.

There are six people in this tactical class where I and Lao Stick are, except for me and Lao Stick, the other four are from different planets, I asked them about the situation of the planet, most of them are not as developed as the earth except for one, the original pronunciation of these four people's names is grunting I can't express it in words on the earth, I simply call them old A, old B, old C, and old D.

Old A is our squad leader, he was originally a half-snake man, that is, the upper body is a human and the lower body is a snake, he recalls that he was the leader of a powerful tribe on his planet, and finally died of old age, but he slaughtered countless other tribes during his lifetime.

Old B was a lizardman when he was alive, and this person was not very easy to get along with, and he refused to tell us about his life.

Old C was a cyborg from a highly developed civilization near the center of the galaxy, but he was created to be a professional assassin and was ordered to kill many innocent people.

Lao D was a silicon-based rubber man before his death, and because his wife cheated, he killed his lover's entire family and was sentenced to disintegration and death.

They heard me introduce that I was a code dummy person, and they thought it was very incredible, and I said that because I detonated a nuclear bomb and destroyed the whole planet, they reacted like the old stick, thinking that I especially like to brag, and it seems that they should not talk about this matter in the future, if they only blew up the server factory, they should believe it.

Later, after I got to know a few of the mages on the team, I slowly learned about some of the strange properties of this hell.

First of all, this hell changes very quickly, this change is the shape of the finger movement at will, for example, when I first went to the peak, my mouth said how I didn't encounter the ice rain, but after a while, the ice rain immediately came, this turned out to be not a coincidence, but an important characteristic of this hell.

The mages in the team take advantage of this trait to cast spells, summoning fireballs, lightning, and other spells, which use their mental power to instantly transform their energy into damaging magic.

And there are definitely not bad things to think about here, for example, I was not injured in the first two battles, so I was secretly glad that I was not injured, but I was slightly injured in the third battle, and when I was glad that I was only slightly injured, I was cut off by the enemy in the fourth battle, and I was stabbed in the stomach and almost hanged. When I was talking to people after this injury, they told me that I should never think badly here, otherwise it would immediately invite you to think about it.

When I lived in the virtual world of the earth before, I heard that there was a saying called the "law of attraction", but in this hell, the speed of similar fulfillment is far greater than the speed of fulfillment on earth.

Sometimes I wonder why we are all locked up here and kill each other, and then I think about the Law of Attraction and think that it is possible that people who love to kill come here automatically after death because of the same energy frequency.

I've tried to use these characteristics to get out of hell, like thinking, "I'm going to leave hell right away" or "I don't want to leave hell," but I can't get it done, maybe this hell is meant to punish people, and it can only fulfill bad thoughts, not good thoughts.

Once, our team and another team received a mission from which they received a report that they had discovered a suspicious location, possibly a secret location where the hearts of our captives were buried, and asked us to find out what was going on.

At that time, because of the mutual burial of prisoners, the vitality of all parties was getting weaker and weaker, and the recruits replenished from below were far less than the troops consumed by the captured, so finding the secret location of the deep burial of prisoners was a very key strategic factor.

After we received the task, we packed up our operational equipment a little and set off, because this time it was an operation deep behind enemy lines, and there could not be too many people, otherwise the movement would be too big and easy to be discovered.

We used black ash to erase the fluorescent logo of the Alliance on the door of our brain, which is used to identify friend and foe on the battlefield, and the symbol of our alliance is a notched crescent moon with a fluorescent mineral pattern on the door of our brain.

When we first sneaked into the enemy's sphere of influence from the flank away from the front line, the intelligence provided by the spies revealed that this secret hiding spot was near the Soul Chain Canyon that they controlled.

As we approached our destination, we encountered enemy barracks and patrols more and more frequently, so we stopped and hid in a depression to discuss it, intending to send someone to find out the situation first, and then go there together, so the old stick volunteered to be a spy.

After he touched it, he didn't come back for a long time, and I was a little anxious that he would not be discovered by the enemy, but at this time I could only wait here, and I couldn't do anything.

Just as we were discussing sending another man, one of us suddenly jumped into the pit and startled us, and it turned out that the old stick had returned.

"How's it going?" asked him.

"There's a small valley up ahead, and there's a squad stationed there. ”

"How many are there?"

"About five or six people, there's a secret whistle at the mouth of the valley that I've dealt with. The old stick said excitedly.

"It seems that the information is accurate, so let's go back first. Old A said to the head of their team.

"It's just such a few people, go in and kill them, dig them up and see if there are any. Their heads said.

"Old A, let's do it, if you don't bring some back, we'll be miserable if we make a mistake." The old stick said.

Except for Lao A, we all agreed that we can't run in vain, if it's really a buried point, everyone will bring a hundred hearts back to more than a thousand hearts, and let the rest be sent to pick up the rest, which is definitely a military merit.

Seeing that we all thought like this, Lao A could only agree.