The civil war continued, and artillery shells fell on the positions of both sides, setting off shock waves again and again.

A hundred kilometers away, in the midst of ruins, a triple missile was launched and slowly lifted, and the snow on it fell.

This is a missile car left over from Guangyuan City, and the important thing is not the car, but the missile.

"Hurry up and clean up! Transfer when you're done launching! ”

The on-site commander in the distance waved his arms and yelled, and there were Inhumans everywhere preparing to retreat.

In the next second, thick smoke poured out, squeezing the air in that area out in an instant, forming a stream of air.

The 8.3-meter-long missile tore through space and broke through the dark clouds above.

"Attention Frontline Commander, there are still thirty-seven seconds to reach the target war zone, please open the sign to lock the target!"

With a sympathetic smile, the snake stared at the spider tank that was constantly harvesting its own troops, raised the marker, and locked the opponent with a red frame.

A short roar sounded from the marker, and the Long Sword-10, which lacked satellite guidance, received the signal of artificial guidance and suddenly entered a terminal acceleration state.

"The whole army retreats! Two companies in front of 03 and 07! Mortars don't go! Fuck me back! ”

"Retreat! Withdraw! ”

Seeing the enemy's large-scale retreat, the spider tank subconsciously moved two units forward, but in the next second, it jumped directly off the roof, and the four mechanical arms directly merged in pairs to become a tracked tank.

The experienced tank commander instantly realized that he might be locked by a ranged weapon, and threw smoke grenades and thermal decoys as he fell, while pressing the rapid device, and a large amount of fire ejected from the tail propelled it forward.

The hundred-ton tank crashed directly into the nearby residential building of a dozen floors, and the papier-mâché-like walls were smashed open, and it was better to be buried in the rubble than to be hit head-on by a missile.

But it was too late.

Just as a third of its turret smashed into the wall, a flame crashed from the sky.

The voice suddenly became silent.

The flames exploded suddenly, and the entire building was directly shot outward, and the shockwave directly swept the entire floor into the air.

A dozen storey residential buildings collapsed, and the whole town was shaken, and even people thousands of meters away felt the ground tremble.

The light of the flames that rose into the sky was reflected in the eyes of the serpent, causing all the light to dim so much that their own fighters forgot to meet their head-on attacks.

Immediately afterward, another flash of fire exploded, directly shattering the last spider tank of the God King Sect, and also shattering their last trace of confidence.

The tide of battle was turned in a split second.

Having lost their most effective suppressive weapon, the Kami-King's Department was torn open by the hidden howitzers, and they had no extra suppressive weapons left except for two Spider Tanks.

Aside from a few old medium-sized mortars, there were only a few heavy-armoured mid-tier Inhumans left.

The snake breathed a long sigh of relief, the fear of the war of the God King was finally relieved, at least now he didn't have to die.

The Iron Thorn Department actually won the God King Department!

As long as you can defeat the strongest God King Ministry, any price is acceptable!

Because the rewards will be endless! What kind of title will Li Dingshi give himself? What will be your status?

The guns are still ringing out, but the overwhelming side is reaping the remnants of the army.

The remnants of the God King Division, who were forced into a corner, broke out with the courage to die on the battlefield, and charged frantically with a steel shield.

The snake smiled coldly, and several recoilless cannons behind him directly shattered their delusions.

"Report to the general, the enemy forces have been cleared, request instructions for the next step." Hearing the good news from the headphones, the snake laughed excitedly, grabbed the microphone and shouted: "Count the loot!" ”

"Roger!" The front-line company pointed forward with a big hand, and a large number of troops pounced on the lonely few Dongfeng trucks: "Clean up the battlefield and take away all weapons!" Those cars ————."

"I'm grass, the tires are flattened, what a good thing!"

"Let me see ————, uncle"

"What is this?"

Four or five cars, the back compartment was densely packed with dozens of strange iron bumps, all tied together with chains, and the soldier's eyes looked up, only to see that it was like a giant cannonball with numbers such as 250-2 printed on it.

The snake stared at the screen, its eyes suddenly widening.

Type 250-2 cloudburst shell.

Dozens of ....

......

On the wilderness hills, the God-King suddenly covered his eyes, as if the fire was dazzling in front of his eyes.

At this time, he stood several kilometers away, enjoying the bright fireworks in the distance.

"Heh, this Li Dingshi is really a serious opponent, has the long sword-10 run out?"

He threw the telescope to the attendant, shook his head and turned away, and sat in the car.

"Your Majesty, sure enough, the missing missiles were secretly transported by him, but now there is no need to be afraid." Shi Jingzhong sneered.

Everyone is afraid of the rumored missiles, and they dare not stretch out their dirty hands to each other, and now it's time to party to the fullest.

The weight of the cloud burst bomb was not as strong as that flying zombie, and a batch of useless cloud burst bombs were replaced with the most terrifying and deeply hidden weapon in Li Dingshi's hand, as well as one of his main forces.

Business is very cost-effective.

As for those spider tanks, he still has four.

Troops?

It's just a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers.

"How's the situation going over there in Chuyang?"

......

The stronghold of the War King Department was demoralized and mournful.

The lightly injured Inhuman warriors huddled together in twos and threes, and the steel armor was thrown directly under their feet to form a layer of ice, their eyes blank and their expressions glazed.

The badly wounded soldiers were abandoned in the corner, watching the blood spread under their legs, they had no choice but to wait for death, in fact, these inhuman tribes did not have the established medical conditions at all, and some human potions did not seem to work on them, and there was really no other way to do it except to eat people to restore their vitality.

The human minions who were forced to be slaves to them had already been bitten to death by zombies in the first place.

Who will give them food?

More soldiers have indifferent expressions, turning a blind eye to all this, and the last days are like mustard, but not just humans.

No one knows if they can see the sun every day again, and how can they be in the mood to care about the life and death of others.

An Inhuman who looked like a first-order soldier pulled out a palm-sized piece of jerky from his jacket and was about to stuff it into his mouth.

"Horn!"

A slapping sound sounded, and then the soldier directly hit his head forward, and buried his face directly in the snow, and then the chief was stepped on by a strong force, and as soon as the palm of his hand was released, the piece of jerky was directly out of his control.

"The paralyzed dare to hide food privately, if you really think Lao Tzu is a fart!"

If it is an intelligent race, there will be a group, and there will be a class.

The one who shot was obviously a higher-level Inhuman, he had absolute authority in this remnant area, and as soon as the words fell, maybe he didn't understand his hatred, maybe it was to deter other subordinates, he raised his foot again and stepped on it suddenly.

Poof!

A fishy liquid splashed under his feet, and the head was directly trampled on by him.

After looking around and picking up the frightened glances around him, the Inhuman officer left the camp satisfied.

All the strangers looked at the steaming corpse and were still twitching meaninglessly, seven or eight people glanced at each other, and suddenly one of them had an unknown look in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth licked subconsciously.

Whether it's a human, an alien, or a mutant beast, they all have to fill their stomachs.

They can eat people, so why can't they eat Inhumans?