Colonel Chandler stared blankly at the screen in front of him.

With two screens in the driver's seat of the BTX to show him the data he needed, and the fact that his helmet panel was constantly updated with the latest conditions, coupled with the constant need to issue various commands, even the genetically modified New Age Man with the help of a military auxiliary chip was already visibly tired.

But apparently it's not time to rest yet.

He looked at the communication list and connected to a channel: "Sergeant Borg." ”

"Major Chandler? Oh no...... It's the colonel. Borg's voice came, "Do you have any new discoveries to tell me?" ”

"It was already dark almost two hours ago."

“…… Oh, that's amazing news! ”

"After much verification, we confirmed one thing...... "Chandler ignored Borg's yin and yang weirdness, "you also noticed it, right?" ”

"Well, we're supposed to be perceiving the same thing...... It is very interesting that the performance of all tanks and other related equipment has not been reduced. "The Buttermins suppressor particles have failed on this battlefield, and we can fight at night without fear - and unfortunately the same goes for the line chariots!" ”

"Tested by unmanned reconnaissance aircraft and long-range attacks, it is equally effective at altitude, and the ineffective range of particle suppression reaches 7,500 meters above the surface. In general, it is not a good thing, we lose a respite, and the enemy does not have the concept of fatigue at all. Colonel Chandler frowned and said, "If you want to move forward, you can probably only use the most troublesome way......

"Did you find out, Colonel?" Borg sighed, "7500 meters, damn it!" ”

"I can only wait for more troops to arrive, and I will convey this message." Colonel Chandler said, "Until then, hold on, Sergeant!" ”

Borg snorted: "Do your best, try your best......"

"What are you talking about?" Because the call was not encrypted, Zhao Yu and Hunter also heard the conversation between the two, and Zhao Yu, who was monitoring the self-test of the system, couldn't help but ask, "What does the way forward mean?" ”

Borg glanced at him, "You haven't noticed, all the alien stick figure chariots have something in common. ”

“…… I really haven't noticed, what is the common denominator? ”

Borg narrowed his eyes: "They don't spawn where there's wreckage. ”

"Wreckage? Those line chariots disappeared when they were destroyed, how could there be wreckage......" Zhao Yu suddenly reacted when he said this, he opened his mouth wide, and he was speechless for a while.

There is no wreck of an alien chariot, it is, of course, the wreckage of the Earth army.

The number of line chariots is unlimited, and this is almost a foregone conclusion. They appear everywhere on the battlefield, in a constant stream, overwhelmingly, blocking every direction and every road of progress - only where the wreckage is laid does not refresh the line chariot.

In other words, the only way that has been discovered so far that it is possible to rush under the giant tower is to pave a way out of the steel wreckage of the chariot!

The length of the road is at least 7,500 meters, and the width is undecided!

So, how many tanks and human lives will be used to fill it? Zhao Yu just thought about it a little, and he felt that his scalp was numb.

"The last person to storm the tower will have to bear the responsibility of all the victims. Everybody died for him, and he had to succeed...... "That's what Sergeant Ben Dreaa used to say, sometimes you feel better off dying right now, but sometimes you need to survive because there's something important to do." ”

"Do you think that's talking about us, Sergeant?" Hunter snorted and slipped in a barrel of power oil from outside the cabin, "Anyway, we should all be part of that pile of wreckage, right?" ”

Zhao Yu didn't talk this time.

The image that came to mind at first came back to me—the steel tower descending from the sky, the mountain of chariot wreckage and corpses piled up on the ground, and the half-dead messenger remaining......

Is this the final fate?

"No kidding......" Zhao Yu muttered in a low voice.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, and it's not that I have to live to the end, but ...... I have a body that is constantly evolving and getting stronger, I have a role that I can only play in the second stage, and there are so many people who have sacrificed to cover me...... If I die like this, and become an insignificant corpse on a bloody battlefield, how can you make me willing?

"What's the matter, old man?" Hunter was curious, "You just had a rather hideous expression, huh?" ”

Zhao Yu took a deep breath: "I will definitely not ...... Be part of the wreckage! ”

"Nobody wants to be something like that, old man." Borg said, "Do you have any plans? ”

Zhao Yu looked at the countdown, and the number had become 38 hours: "Time is running out, we need more reinforcements, right...... I have an idea, maybe crazy. ”

Borg raised an eyebrow, looking excited: "Oh? It's not easy to hear the word 'crazy' out of your mouth......"

"No, Sergeant, he often says that about you."

"Shut up, Hunter...... Tell me, old man, what's your plan? ”

"Suppress particles." Zhao Yu replied, "I want to take advantage of the opportunity to suppress particle failure!" ”

A cannonball swept by, finally tearing the tattered Star-Spangled Banner to shreds.

Two hours later.

Liverpool, United Kingdom.

Gray Morrison is a middle-aged man in his 40s, although he is still in the prime of life for the age of earthlings in the 22nd century, but like many people of the same age, he is past the age of striving for his ideals, due to the popularity of virtual reality games, he is not keen on things like finding a girlfriend, and the end of the world is too far away for him, so Mr. Morrison has no additional desires except for a salary to make ends meet, until a day ago, the news of the arrival of the alien fleet reinvigorated him.

He didn't go out for a whole day, and he didn't log on to the company's website at all, just stared at the pictures sent by the various broadcast channels in front of him in front of him, anyway, the whole world is the same today, and no one cares whether he goes to work or not.

Mr. Morrison didn't have the impulse to run to North America to support, but he thought he could do it while following the whole process on the Internet - but he had stayed up for nearly 20 hours in a row, although the scene was tragic but there was no breakthrough at all, the human army was always blocked in an area less than 2 kilometers from the edge of the battlefield, and Mr. Morrison was a little drowsy while his mood was getting heavier and heavier.

"I don't know if there will be any progress after a good night's sleep......" he muttered in his heart, preparing to exit the live broadcast interface and take a rest first. But at that moment, a host shouted, "What are they going to do?" ”

Mr. Morrison was startled by the voice and looked towards the battlefield.

With the help of the joint construction of the connection signal of nearly 100 unmanned broadcasters on the scene and the VR reality equipment, Mr. Morrison was able to be in the environment of the simulated scene, and there were several people next to him, all of whom were his friends on the Internet, and now everyone remained in this connection room, and one of the men who dressed himself as a medieval knight stretched out his hand to Morrison: "What's wrong?" ”

"I don't know!" Morrison looked at the battlefield "in front of him" (actually thousands of kilometers away) and said, "Could it be ...... Are they going to fight so hard? ”

There were nearly a thousand vehicles left on the battlefield that were still active, and from time to time sporadic troops came from the periphery of the battlefield to join their camp, and now these vehicles were doing the same thing: they formed an irregular formation, made a rumbling roar, and began to accelerate slowly but surely, forward!

"Onward! Advance! Colonel Chandler shouted loudly in the communication channel, "Don't hesitate, don't stop!" Don't stop until you're wrecked! If you're wrecked, we won't stop! Go ahead, let's pave a way with corpses! Let every bone of our life be sprinkled where it is most valuable! ”

Under the gaze of all the onlookers, the scarred chariot troops rushed forward at maximum power without hesitation, and the roar of nearly a thousand steel behemoths was earth-shattering, as if the entire battlefield was trembling, and some people even thought of the legendary Yellowstone eruption. From time to time, there will be chariots on fire and explode in this steel front, and at this time, another chariot will change its position and direction to fill the vacancy, so that the dozens of chariots in the center of the formation are always closely protected.

"Old man, are you stressed?" Borg looked at the chariot troops in the rear monitor that were approaching him, and leisurely lit a cigarette, "So many people are dying for your plan. ”

"I can't think of a better way." Zhao Yu smiled bitterly, "To be honest, I didn't expect you to really agree to do this!" ”

Borg shrugged: "Humans are creatures that are willing to try anything when they are cornered. ”

"Sergeant Borg, let's go!" Colonel Chandler reminded in the communication channel, "Almost! ”

"Roger, Deathbringer is in the ranks!"

Borg pushed the steering stick, and the Battle Spider jumped out of a pile of fortress wreckage, and in a few steps joined the steel cluster that came from behind, and a BTX sped up a few steps, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Battle Spider: "Sergeant Borg, I'm glad you have held on until now!" 'Nevada's Mad Dogs' lives up to its name! ”

"Oh, do you know that nickname too?"

"There are still a lot of gossips on the Internet."

"Could it be that a former crew member who retired due to injury broke the news?" Hunter speculated maliciously.

"Private Hunter, it's good for you to be your funny black character, don't keep complaining in meaningless places!"

"Alarm, alarm, a large number of hostile targets are reacting ahead!" A voice interrupted the nonsense in the communication channel, Zhao Yu looked ahead in amazement, only to see an overwhelming red dot suddenly appear in front of the screen, and I don't know how many line chariots were brushed out, and the artillery fire covered all the Earth Army chariots in an instant!

Mr. Morrison's feet went limp, and he couldn't help but sit on the ground.

From his place, it can be clearly seen that the hundreds of chariots that were bravely charging just now have completely disappeared in the flashes and explosions, and even the battlefield communication channel that has never stopped is now silent, only a murmur can be heard.

"Multi-...... Dr. Doham, why are they charging this way? The host's stammering voice came, "Couldn't there be a better tactic?" Or can we at least attack from all directions, dispersing excess fire? ”

The military expert who was invited to explain also had a desperate dry tone: "I think there is no way to do it, first of all, we don't have time, we need more troops to launch a full-scale attack, but the other main forces will need at least 5 hours or more to arrive, and it is unrealistic to let the people on the battlefield hold for 5 hours, I think they will also realize this before launching the operation...... Also, it is very likely that the aliens' strength will be refreshed indefinitely, and attacking from all directions will only cause the battlefield to refresh with many more enemies than it is now......"

However, no one cared about their discussions.

"They...... All dead? The knight muttered, "It's over?" All sacrificed? ”

Morrison didn't say anything, just stared blankly ahead.

"The communication line is restored, don't play dead, stinky boys, keep going!" Borg's voice suddenly appeared, "There is enough wreckage we left here just now, please die more inward!" ”

A Battle Spider burst out of the smoke and dodged the strafing from the opposite at a near-impossible angle, blasting the nearest line chariot to the ground with a single shot!

And behind this spider, more chariots broke through and continued to move forward!

"Because the technology on the other side is the same as ours, the use of smoke bombs and radar jamming has indeed had a certain effect, but this kind of thing obviously cannot be done repeatedly." Borg said, looking at the countdown, "There's still some time, old man, would you like to say a few words as the original author of this plan?" I've turned on the whole channel for you! ”

"I don't have much to say...... Uh, Commander, you've turned on the channel? Damn it. Zhao Yu sighed, "Let me think about what I'm going to say-"

His voice spread throughout the battlefield in all the cockpits of the combat vehicles that were still functioning, and at the same time, they were also heard by people all over the world, and the well-informed network broadcast unit immediately accompanied the broadcast screen with a photo of Zhao Yu.

"Mom, look, it's Uncle Iceman!" In a refugee settlement in Hawaii, a little girl, Isa Holt, pointed to a big screen and cheered, "It's him!" He's on that battlefield! ”

Melissa Holt covered her mouth in surprise: "Zhao! He's not...... Shouldn't he go back to Asia? ”

The broadcast voice was interrupted for a few seconds, as if the person concerned was thinking about what to say, and then Zhao Yu's voice sounded again: "I was born in the 20th century, I am from the 21st century, and I am now in the 22nd century." In my eyes, over the years, in the face of countless disasters and misfortunes, humanity has never really been completely united. But this time, we can stick together until the last moment...... Compatriots, this time, we can puff up our chests and call ourselves earthlings, because this time we finally have no distinction between countries, races, or beliefs! We finally don't have to turn our guns on our fellow citizens, and we finally have the opportunity to fight for the entire civilization of the planet! ”

A wave of cheers swept across the battlefield, followed by the web, as if the chariots that followed Deathbringer were charged with power.

"There's nothing new at all." Only Borg commented so.

"You nonsense, I don't even have time to type the manuscript!"

"Then you're still talking so much, wouldn't it be nice to just say, 'Everyone is ready to play for your life'?"

Zhao Yu decided to give up arguing with Borg, and he looked up: "It's almost time...... When are we going to wait? ”

As if to match his words, something flashed in the sky.