How strong will the average person be?

In the chaotic apocalypse, no one cares about this, because they are always at the bottom of the chain of survival, except for the pure-blooded humans who control the major organizations. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

For the homeless people who live in the wilderness, being alive is always their primary concern, hunger drives them crazy, food makes them kill, and most of them live for the sole purpose of living.

So the empire gave them food, gave them plenty of food, armed them, armed them with strong firepower. And these outcasts have since been taken in by the empire for their own use, as cannon fodder for the front.

As for whether the exiles will mutiniate or flee, this has never been something the empire needs to worry about, and to prevent this from happening, it is only necessary to add chronic poison to the food immediately, and without the special water source mixed with the antidote, these adopted exiles are doomed to die.

This simple and crude method is the most common practice of the Imperials, and these codified exiles are usually called by the Imperials - slaves.

Perhaps every slave who lives at the lower end is a humble and insignificant existence, but when thousands of slave soldiers charge en masse, no one can despise their power anymore.

And the Angel of Death soldiers, who were ready to fight, finally realized the power from the homeless.

The ordinary soldiers of the Angel of Death at the front of the defense line failed to play their role at all, and the suicidal attack from the imperial slave soldiers made many ordinary soldiers feel chills in their hearts, so that they lost their combat effectiveness.

The long defense line of more than ten kilometers was quickly broken by the outlaw slave soldiers.

The nervous energizers added to the pre-war food made the slave soldiers almost crazy, they were unconscious, they could not feel pain, although it would severely deplete their physical functions, but who cared?

In the last days, the weak will never have any rights.

When the Angel of Death's first line of defense was destroyed, the slave soldiers were faced with a kilometer-long open area, and they continued to charge with a shout, and no one would think about why.

Ignorance is fearless, but it can also be devastating.

On the distant walls of the main city of the Angel of Death, the colossus of the sword-wielding Angel of Death, composed of countless cannon muzzles, slowly lit up.

The fiery cannon muzzle seemed to inject life into this angel of death, and so, when the dense cannon muzzle was finally aimed, this winged angel of death finally wielded the sword of judgment it held!

When hundreds of fortress cannons opened fire at the same time, the sound wave formed by the deafening sound could be clearly heard by people from several kilometers away!

The entire sky was obscured by endless fire at this moment, and no one could stop the angry sword of the Angel of Death!

When the endless light of fire enveloped the earth, the doomsday-like destruction was enough to make anyone desperate and terrified.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The earth-shattering explosion was accompanied by a tremor like the earth cracking, wiping out all life in its reach.

When the explosion that lasted for a minute finally dissipated, a man-made ravine almost separated the two worlds of friend and foe, and huge craters more than ten meters deep were densely packed, like the moon that had been hit by a small star.

And those beings who originally ran on it can no longer find any trace of their existence in this world.

It was like the end of the world, and the entire battlefield was brought to a standstill for a minute.

Everyone trembled inexplicably under the terror of this power, whether it was ordinary people or modified people, even the commanders who fired the cannon themselves.

The Angels of Death behind the line finally got up from their trenches tremblingly, and they took off the soundproof headsets they had prepared beforehand, but even with such adequate preparations, the constant ringing of tinnitus in their ears still made them feel a splitting headache.

The Angels of Death are still like this, and the soldiers from the Empire are even more unbearable, more than half of the soldiers who are closer to the explosion area have completely lost their hearing, and even a small half of them have been directly destroyed by the sound wave of the explosion.

Death is like a sharp blade on the neck of the Imperial, and they finally feel real resistance here, after winning one after another.

But death will not stop the great cause of the empire, the first batch of slaves died, then there is a second batch, if the second batch of slaves dies, there will still be a third batch!

Slave soldiers can die, but how many cannonballs does the Angel of Death have? This unconventional weapon of war, because it is too expensive to build, simply cannot have a large ammunition stockpile.

Moreover, this is not the only way for the Empire to approach the main city of the Angel of Death.

When the army of Empire Reformers charged in an extremely dispersed formation, the Angel of Death Fortress Cannon lost its power.

The distance of a kilometer is just a blink of an eye for the sprinting transformer.

The rugged terrain and deep pits only gave them very limited restrictions, and when they successfully crossed this path of death, the army of slaves, who had long been overtortured by nervous agents, followed the reformers with red eyes and rushed to the next line of defense of the Angel of Death.

The purpose of the Fortress Cannon was not to target small units in the first place, and the Angel of Death was not originally built to target humans, and this first round of concentrated fire was just to create a rough road surface to prevent the attack of the heavy mechanical units of the Imperials.

This was originally a way for the Angel of Death to deter its enemies, and when the Angel of Death actually used it, it was destined to be at the end of its rope.

The sporadic muzzles began to spew fire, and when the enemy consciously dispersed the charge, the fortress cannon was already ineffective.

And those Imperial reformers who rushed to the top of the peak finally fought with the reformers of the Angel of Death.

Bullets rain down, swords clash.

On this line of defense of the Angel of Death, every warrior fought to the best of his ability, defending every inch of land with their lives and paying tribute to every enemy with their blood.

There is no mercy in the tragic fighting, either kill or be killed.

A warrior of the Angel of Death fell, and before his opponent could recover from his excitement, a bullet pierced his skull.

Sprays of brains and blood splattered the other Angel of Death soldier beside him, and just as he was about to reach out to wipe the whites of his face from his face, a lightsaber pierced his body from behind.

The smirking enemy drew his lightsaber and was about to pounce on the next opponent, but was clung to the ankle of the fallen soldier.

The fallen soldier laughed miserably, blood flowed from his mouth, and a grenade was firmly held in his hand, and the pull ring on the grenade had long since disappeared.

"Boom!"

Fragments of corpses were flying everywhere, and no one knew if it would cause more casualties.

Because this is the real battlefield, killing and being killed, in just one second, there may be countless possibilities.

When the last Angel of Death soldier fell on his knees, he still looked in the direction of the main city before he died, his expression without fear or sadness.

These heroic souls who died on the battlefield never had the chance to witness the final victor again, they could only pin their hopes on the defense line behind them, and that's it, and that's it.

The brutal battle is enough to shock people's hearts, but the real battle between the Empire and the Angel of Death has only just begun.

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