Chapter 242: Zhang Xiaowang's Epiphany [Second Update]
Zhang Xiaowang frowned after hearing this, it seems that the matter of the military system is really burning his eyebrows, and he will not be able to live in peace in this house if he goes out for a day. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info But he didn't say anything to Ulorando, she had done her best.
"Where are Ah Gong and the two virtuous brothers?" Zhang Xiaowang looked around.
"Your two kings are too buggy and are forbidden to go to war. Isn't it true that Miss Ah Kong has invaded the network of the Seven Stars, she is now a walking Sky Eye system, responsible for monitoring all cities for cheating, announcing whether the attackers have achieved 100% occupation: not a single bug is left, this is what Tie Ruister wants. β
Zhang Xiaowang stood up: "Big Bear, have you eaten enough?" Let's go check it out. β
The panda spirit stood up with the pot, chewed something in his mouth, and agreed indistinctly: "Eat while watching, eat while watching." β
The artifact transformed into a fully transparent flying machine, pulled Zhang Xiaowang and the Panda Spirit into the air, and flew towards the nearest city first.
Seeing them leaving, Uloran walked to the table and picked up the terminal and walkie-talkie: "Inform the legions, the commander is back, and he is on his way to inspect the fronts, pay attention to the performance." β
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Viewed from above, the plague people in the city are completely different from the ones they have seen before, they can no longer echo each other, they are no longer agile, they are as unresponsive as the zombies in the movie, and no matter which legion they are facing, they can only wait to be harvested like crops.
Oh no. Maybe they'll be able to fight the rebels together, but Aru's mantra is - I'm normal! He wouldn't give these plague people any chance.
Strictly speaking, this battle for the ace army is actually a battle between Casa and the undead.
It's understandable that the little turtles are in a mood to protect their homes and money, but look at their figures banging against walls everywhere...... Don't expect anything other than to make the rebels who clean up the battlefield scold the streets.
The Divine Flame Regiment's Divine Sons and Believers are still studying how to use the spiral submachine gun...... This thing seems to be easy to get out of control and kill your own people...... Why don't we take a sword and stab it first, and then come back and study this?
The undead are still wild and unrestrained, but unlike before, this time they also left behind the Clearing Force like the Casa Legion. The strategy adopted was to strike and rush with large forces, with small units clearing buildings one by one in the rear. They have excellent perception, and can easily sense which corners of the building are hiding the plague people, and have an advantage in the battle of clearing the building.
The Casa Legion dispatched almost all the warriors this time, and they formed a thin circle, surrounding the entire city, and then marched towards the center at the same time, hoping to use quantity to drive quality, so as to gain faster speed than the undead.
Zhang Xiaowang looked at it and felt something, no wonder there is a word in Huaxia called 'military training'. Needless to say, the Kasa soldiers are all veterans of a hundred battles, but the undead are mostly street fights, and as soon as they pull out their knives, they become unorganized and undisciplined. This time I fought side by side with Casa, and I even learned to combine assault and stability.
The battle ...... Tereth must have been on the hard side. The Casa warrior is the kind of class that eats equipment, and the more advanced and comprehensive the equipment you give them, the more amazing their combat effectiveness will be. But look at what they have now, not to mention that they are far from having one shot per person, and they can't even maintain the normal communication of the various troops, and the only military communication equipment is still hundreds of tactical helmets from the survivors of the Seven Stars...... As a leader, he is incompetent......
If Casa warriors and weapons are 1+1 & amp; gt; 2, then the undead are 1+1=2. A cannon controlled by a veteran artilleryman and a superman controlled cannon, in terms of the role of the cannon itself, superman must be less efficient than the attack of a veteran artilleryman.
Yes, it's the word efficiency.
With 100 bullets, the Casa warrior can kill 100 plague men or more. Replace it with the undead, and it may be 1000 bullets to destroy 100 plague people. Tactical literacy has nothing to do with one's own strength, at most, the undead can kill the same number of plague people faster, because they have a higher combat constitution. Although the body of the Casa warrior is far beyond that of ordinary people, it cannot be compared to the undead whose average age reaches several thousand years after all.
Seeing that the competition of the Quartet Legion had basically been decided, Zhang Xiaowang turned around and returned to the temporary camp in Uroran.
Running around, Zhang Xiaowang and Panda Jing were both tired and tired, thinking that those urban liberation battles would have to be fought for several hours, Zhang Xiaowang turned the magic machine into a giant RV, and went in to lie down in bed to rest for a while.
Almost as soon as his head stuck to the pillow, he fell asleep groggyly.
It's just that this sleep is not peaceful, and in his dreams he is constantly being hunted down by various villains. For a while, the evil dragon in Super Mario spewed fireballs at himself with a mosaic full of mosaics, and for a while, the boss in Contra took turns to abuse himself, and the rampaging Yagami Anan was smiling at himself, and finally Deathwing came out, and Zhang Xiaowang was awakened by a mouthful of world-destroying fire......
He rolled over and sat up in shock, and found that the sheets were wet with cold sweat all over his body.
After sitting on the bed for a while, Zhang Xiaowang's eyes slowly became firmerβwhat about ants? The ants may never realize that billions of intelligent civilizations in the universe want to wipe them out, but they never die.
Zhang Xiaowang felt that his heart was suddenly brightened, and he got out of bed and walked out of the RV, only to find that it was late at night outside.
"How long have I been asleep?" He couldn't help but mutter.
"More than ten hours." The voice of the panda spirit came from the side, and he slept on the terminal recliner at the door of the car.
Not far away were the two kings who were sleeping heavily, and Ah Gong was lying on the back of the turtle king.
Zhang Xiaowang took out a blanket from the storage space and gently covered her, but the panda spirit laughed in a low voice: "Miss Ah Gong not only has no pulse and heartbeat, but also has no body temperature. β
Ah Gong propped up his body, wrapped the blanket tightly around his body, and his eyes were particularly bright in the night: "Who said that, I am now just like what is written in the novel, and a warm current is surging in my heart." Warmth, isn't that just the temperature? β
Zhang Xiaowang and the panda spirit smiled together, did not speak, and silently walked side by side into the distance. Seeing this, Ah Gong followed with a flash.
The night sky is clear, and the sky is full of stars like a sea.
Zhang Xiaowang looked up, as if he remembered something, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Leader, what are you laughing at?"
"I remember when I was a teenager, I was so enthusiastic watching "Bewitched Boy" that I dressed myself up as a second-rate child, bent on becoming the leader of the ear-eye alley.
Until one day, when I saw two real hooligans fighting, one of them was knocked to the ground motionless, and my head was bleeding, and I was almost so scared that I peed my pants. I went home and had nightmares all night, and the next day I saw that everyone looked like they had a brick hidden behind their backs and wanted to shoot me to death.
So I changed my ways, clamped my tail and became a man, and finally became an unknown mediocre teenager. β
"Leader, are you afraid of death?"
"No, I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of losing everything. It used to be a family of parents, but now it is ...... And you guys. Zhang Xiaowang stood up, and his voice came far away in the silent night, "I thought that maybe one day, there would be a being so powerful that we couldn't breathe, and it would take everything away from me, and I could only watch...... I'm going to go crazy with my fear......"
"But this time I won't be like before, retreating from fear, putting away all my edges and corners, and becoming a wretched creature hiding in a corner."
"Why?"
"Whoever wants to take away my most precious people or things must first step on my corpse." Zhang Xiaowang looked at the two of them, "In this way, no matter how tragic the ending of the story is, at least I am not the last one." β
Panda Jing squeezed out a smile with difficulty: "This sentence is really the second in the middle, and it is really selfish." β
Ah Gong blinked behind Zhang Xiaowang's back, feeling something, but he was silent.