There are two planes in the logistics world of Muyzhang, one in Old Town on the edge of Detroit, and the other in an abandoned car repair shop a few kilometers away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Normally, the plane passage is as invisible as invisibility, but now the plane passage in Old Town Detroit has become like a huge black hole suspended in the air for several meters, constantly spitting out green-skinned monsters one by one.

One bomb after another fell from the sky, and within a hundred meters of the plane passage, the entire ground was completely plowed over, and the huge explosion force made the green skin and green blood almost stain the earth.

Almost at the moment when Miao Zhang put his eyes on the dimensional passage, the originally dark black passage that was constantly spitting green skin squirmed, disappearing as if it had never existed.

At the same time, a familiar lazy smile sounded in Miao Zhang's ears.

Miao Zhang, who was in a state of rage, couldn't help but shiver when he heard the laughter that had reached his ears across an unknown number of spaces, as if he had been poured from his head by a basin of cold water.

"It's her, this old monster, it turns out that this is what you said to find me a little opponent!"

The anger mixed with the intense unwillingness made Miao Zhang almost grit his teeth, took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and Miao Zhang began to think about how to deal with this mess.

The current situation is that there are an unknown number, but at least tens of thousands of greenskins are entangled with American GIs, these monsters with thick skin and rough flesh that can survive on another body after cutting off their heads, unless they hit the head directly, the effect of the bullet will be greatly reduced.

Even the bombardment of artillery, even if it does not destroy the heads of these greenskins, these monsters whose bodies are made up of plant spores will at most lie on the ground and rest for a while, and then, a lively greenskin will appear on the battlefield again.

The most effective way to deal with the green skins is to use high-powered missiles to carpet bomb the green skins.

However, now that the greenskins have become entangled with the human troops, it is estimated that the human commander does not dare to take out his own troops under the strong pressure of public opinion.

And the American GIs, who were so pressed by the green skin that they couldn't raise their heads, had only one way to retreat.

Then the situation is very clear, these green skins who are attracted to war and like close combat will bite the human troops tightly, and with a variety of powerful weapons with crude and alarming failure rates, they will follow the human troops' butts to the death.

Until the unit is eaten in one bite, or, attracted to a new battlefield by the retreating troops.

And the countless flesh and blood that the green skins spread on the battlefield will regrow several times or even more than ten times the green skins in the shortest possible month, and these monsters with their own scientific and technological attributes will use all the rags to create their own weapons and form combat effectiveness in a very short time.

Humans who don't know the abilities of these monsters will suffer a big loss in the near future.

However, what does it have to do with them when they suffer?

The best case scenario is for them to go up first, the greenskins weaken the human power, secretly develop the power themselves, and then eat the two sides together.

If it were replaced by Miao Zhang a month ago, he might not have been able to make up his mind to sit on the sidelines, and he might still be on the front line of the Green Skins' attack. But now, Miao Zhang, who seems to have become more cold-hearted, sees all the living beings that do not belong to him as victims of his own strength.

Miao Zhang's cold and frightening voice sounded, and his subordinates, who had never heard Miao Zhang speak in such a tone, couldn't help but deeply lower their heads.

"Dr. Ethers, perhaps, you'll be interested in these green-skinned monsters." Miao Zhang turned his head and looked at the core subordinates behind him expressionlessly, and there was no fluctuation in his flat voice: "Zero, take a few of your brothers, and bring me a few green skins back to Dr. Ethers for study." ”

"The Terminator-related technology I brought back will be handed over to those guys in the Robotics Research Department, and I want them to come up with a robot solution for war as quickly as possible!"

"With my cheap son Miao Tianwang as the core, set up a weapons research center, that guy is equivalent to half a Skynet, make good use of its talent!"

"How's the progress of the new Biotech class? Now, it's time to put them to the test! ”

"There are people on the battlefield, and now, what I want is strength! Strength! On the ground, the new robots are sold out through the umbrella, the command authority is sold to them, and finally the control is left in our hands, and my troops are built with Lao Mei's money! Inside the base, give me the study of the green skins to the death, and it will not be far in the future, we will face the green skins that can cover half the planet! ”

"Are you all idle? Give me the work! ”

Making a plan for the next period of time, Miao Zhang chased away all his subordinates, staring blankly at the green skin on the screen, not knowing what he was thinking.

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The entire downtown area of Detroit has been completely reduced to a dead city, full of ruined buildings, the once bustling streets have been destroyed by the war and spread on the ground like rags full of holes, and only a few dilapidated buildings in the high-rise urban area are still standing strongly, full of noisy voices in the city, and replaced by the sound of waaaagh for unknown reasons.

Most of the greenskins followed the retreating GIs all the way to the heart of the United States, a small number crossed the border with Canada, and the rest followed the unlucky ones who lost a large number of troops.

These greenskins, who have lost their team, regard Detroit, which has been turned into a dead city, as their lair, and spend their days either fighting or rummaging through boxes and cabinets to collect all the garbage that can be used to modify weapons.

An unmanned aerial vehicle flew over the greenskins' heads, and the strongest of the greenskins yelled at the sky in annoyance, and his hand looked like something more tattered than a pistol, and it was a flurry of smoke at the flying machine that had already flown away.

The chaotic bullets flew inaccurately for a while, and even hit the greenskin's ass next to him.

Another greenskin who was pouting his ass boredly disassembling something in a pile of scrap cars, a large piece of flesh was violently lifted off his ass, and at first he glanced at his ass that he couldn't reflect, and after a full 3 seconds, he seemed to have found something to be happy about, pointing at his ass Waaaagh screamed and pounced on the green skin who was shooting the black gun, and then the two green skins completely forgot about the drone that flew over, and they scuffled together.

In the touching IQ of the green skins, there is a fight is the happiest thing, not to mention that the idle green skins will even develop into a melee involving hundreds of green skins, or even a war between several tribes, because of the trivial matter that a green skin's fart is too smelly!

A small group of elite soldiers, slightly emaciated, wrapped in a kind of biocarapace and holding some conventional automatic rifles in their hands, formed a skirmish formation, covering each other, slowly surrounding a dozen greenskins who had been scuffled together.