In July 2050, a small, inconspicuous meteorite crashed into the center of the Pacific Ocean after passing through the Earth's atmosphere, attracting almost no attention. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Until July 2051 A.D., the Black July.

An endless stream of bizarre outer space creatures landed on the world's coasts almost overnight.

Backed by the successful seizure of marine resources, a tidal wave of outer space creatures swarmed from the coastline to attack.

And the unprepared human beings have been defeated one after another, these alien creatures not only have extremely high intelligence, but also those unheard of abilities, which make humans feel helpless.

Combined with the appearance and living habits of these outer space creatures, humans collectively call them Zerg.

The Zerg's terrifying reproductive ability makes it almost impossible for them to be completely wiped out, and their extremely strong survivability allows them to create a large number of Zerg newborns again in a short period of time.

Even if new modern weapons are used on a large scale, but in the context of more and more new Zerg units, and more and more powerful Zerg individual strength, human beings eventually have to retreat, and in such a harsh background, human beings have to use the ultimate weapon - nuclear weapons after all.

The overwhelming nuclear weapons have destroyed countless Zerg, but they have also destroyed countless innocent human beings and the vast land, and more than half of the earth has completely turned into a dead and silent wilderness.

These wildernesses have slowly become a natural barrier for humans to block the Zerg, even with the terrible survival ability of the Zerg, they cannot survive for a long time in the wilderness full of radiation, and the attack of the Zerg is finally temporarily resisted, but the living environment of humans is almost destroyed.

The human beings who survived by chance will slowly gather in the only remaining areas suitable for human habitation, and they will form regional organizations that are either orderly or disorderly, and the word state will henceforth become history.

During this short period of peace, humans finally began to exert their instinct to save themselves in difficult situations, and countless cutting-edge scientists began to devote themselves to genetic research on the Zerg themselves.

Integrating the great wisdom of mankind, in the end, new technologies were born.

A new type of human warrior was born by intercepting some of the Zerg's genetic fragments and implanting them in egg cells through test tubes.

These Modified Warriors are a combination of human genes and Zerg genes, they have the common advantages of both humans and Zerg, and most importantly, they can inherit and awaken the special abilities of Zerg from within Zerg genes.

They are strong, they are cold, people love them, and people are very them.

Some of the selected reformed warriors have been screened and eliminated in the harsh survival trials since they just had the consciousness of independent thinking, and very few of them can successfully pass the trials in the end, and most of them will become the backbone of the reformers.

Due to the different research directions of transforming soldiers, a large number of transformation organizations have slowly evolved in various regions.

Relying on reformed warriors equipped with powerful weapons and abilities, humanity has slowly begun to take the initiative in this war.

So a new round of counterattack began.

But greed is always the original sin of mankind, and great power brings with it even greater ambition.

The major reformer organizations that won the first battle began to face a new problem, who should the new land that was conquered belong to?

In order to control more territory and resources, the internal war involving all the transhuman organizations began, and humanity began to fall into endless infighting.

The ugliness of human nature has finally broken through the shackles of kindness.

In such an apocalypse, survival has become the only thing that most human beings need to pursue.

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2080 AD, in the heart of the Ural Mountains in Siberia.

A giant city stands here, incorporating the highest technology of modern technology, this giant city is the embodiment of the ultimate wisdom of mankind, and its name is called the Angel of Death.

The towering city wall up to 100 meters high is completely made of thick alloy plates, and in the dense black holes on the wall, what sticks out is a dark and thick barrel, and the RG-71 biological scanning railgun is patrolling freely, and the dense railgun muzzle forms a twelve-winged angel of death colossus holding a sword.

And on the city wall, there are still countless transformer soldiers in combat uniforms patrolling, with indifferent eyes and a solemn momentum, like tireless machines. No one dared to question the combat power they could explode in an almost fully armed state. And these are just a warning of the outer city wall of the Angel of Death.

With a deafening roar, an armored vehicle leaped out of a hole in the perimeter wall.

After the body drew a savage parabola in the air, it fell heavily to the ground, and the huge falling force smashed the ground into huge craters, and the armored car rushed out of it almost effortlessly, wild and rough.

The armored vehicle accelerated in horror for 100 meters and three seconds, destroying all the obstacles that stood in front of the body.

Five minutes later, the armored vehicle finally drove out of the obstacle zone, and the route of the convoy was covered with countless mutilated limbs and splatters of blood.

All of this body blood comes from humans, human refugees who live outside the outer city of the Angel of Death.

Most of these refugees have been deformed and frightened by the effects of radiation, and they are left to fend for themselves by the Angel of Death because they can develop deadly diseases at any time.

There are so many refugees who can only escape the Zerg in almost every open space outside the city, including the main roads, and this is the only way to escape the Zerg.

The body of the armored car was already covered in blood, and one of the reformers who was driving the car casually threw a broken arm that flew in through the window out of the car, his expression did not fluctuate at all, and his eyes were almost completely inhumane.

On the badge of the AC-D03 combat uniform developed by the Angel of Death Headquarters, he depicted a two-winged Angel of Death with a black sword in his hand.

The armored car traveled for two hours before slowing down and stopping, and the driver of the car opened the door and stepped out.

A human warrior who had been waiting in place immediately tapped his finger on the command window on his left arm, and an infrared detection beam quickly swept over the pilot.

"In the identity verification, the Angel of Death DA-7 type new variant genetically modified warrior. Codename, Sanskrit, designation DA-7D-001. Rank, two-winged Angel of Death. Military rank, sergeant. Authentication is complete. A clear electronic tone sounded from the command window.

The scanning soldier then meticulously raised a military salute and shouted, "Hello sir! ”

Fan nodded indifferently, and behind him were the two reformed warriors who had already gotten out of the car and waited, and the two reformed warriors looked at the back of Fan walking into the battle conference room with almost identical expressions.

"Hello sir!" As soon as Van entered, all the human soldiers in the war room began to salute in unison.

These human warriors are the best cannon fodder against the Zerg army, almost all of them are born to refugees living outside the city, and after these babies are born, the Angel of Death will send a special agency to receive these babies, and the parents who send the babies will also be compensated by corresponding food.

This way of exchanging food for newborns was absolutely unimaginable before the end of the world, but nowadays, everyone has long been accustomed to it.

As these babies grow up, the inferior deformities caused by genetic mutations are removed, and when they survive to adulthood, they are sent to the front lines of the battlefield to perform their humble duties.

So this group of people is only a little better than the refugees outside the city.

"Materials, operational topographic maps." Brahma said in an unwavering tone.

As a result, two beautiful female human warriors immediately respectfully handed over a chip.

Fan casually inserted the chip into the command groove of the combat uniform on his left arm, and a three-dimensional combat topographic map accurate to the unit level appeared in front of his eyes.

"Area number, A-13, area of 528 square kilometers, 1 medium-sized uranium mine, 2 large-scale farms, water source level 3, resource richness level 3, active guard strength 2117, FA-2 light fortress gun 1, RG-2 railgun 1, SW-1 infrasonic cannon 1, regional near-term security intermediate." The electronic sound clearly transmitted the information of the area.

"Sir, there have been more and more Zerg in the forest area recently, and many of the resources available for collection in the surrounding area have been occupied by them, and we have lost hundreds of brothers for this." A human non-commissioned officer said respectfully.

"Indicate the place of death." Fan calmly spoke, and after the commander received the order, several places of death were immediately clearly indicated in the battle topographic map in front of him.

These sites form almost a ring on the periphery of the uranium mining area.

"Has the body ever been preserved?" Brahma asked.

"Sir, only the body of one Master Chief has been preserved, and the other corpses have almost been eaten by the Zerg."

"Take me to the body."

A-13 Operational Center Cold Room.

Expressionlessly, he pulled out the alloy dagger on the back of his left hand, and the blade cut the tissue from the corpse's wound without hindrance.

Van then quickly thawed the tissue, then sniffed it under his nose, and finally put the almost completely eroded tissue in his mouth, chewed it carefully, and swallowed it.

The human warriors standing beside him covered their mouths almost at the same time, suppressing the vomiting sensation that was tumbling in their stomachs.

By the time they found the corpse, it had already begun to decompose, and the wound had a pungent smell of corrosion, which naturally emitted an even more unpleasant stench.

And Fan actually chewed this piece of rotten meat with an expressionless face and swallowed it, how could this not make them feel sick to their stomachs?

At this moment, Fan's expression was calm and unfluctuating, as if he had done an ordinary thing.

"Uranium, corroders. Damn the Zerg. ”