January 11, 2024 in the Southwest Primeval Forest

At this time, Dashan stared coldly at the scene in front of him, this is a large village and the last paradise of the natives in the southwest jungle, since the news that Dashan began to massacre the natives of the southwest, all the natives have fled to this big village.

However, all resistance was in vain, and this village, which used to live more than 80,000 people, is now full of corpses and miserable. All the streets were littered with corpses, armed men, women, old people, even babies, and none of them were spared.

Now, the more than 50,000 surviving people in the stockade have been driven to a clearing outside the stockade, watching in horror at the dozens of heavily armed biochemical warriors around them, and the paranormal people who are setting fire to the stockade.

Dashan looked at them coldly, but if you really sympathized with them because of this, then you were very wrong. They are terrified right now, and that's true, but if they are given even the slightest chance, they will immediately rise up and do whatever it takes to kill you. The resistance and tenacity of the Southwesterners greatly surprised Oyama, because of his kindness and carelessness, he had already paid the price for the lives of 3 biochemical warriors and 1 supernatural person.

Therefore, now that the mountains have become ruthless, he doesn't need to be captured, all he has to do is to kill all the natives of the southwest he can find, even women and children. Because he has killed too many people in the southwest, this kind of blood feud cannot be faded away without hundreds of years, and what the Federation needs most now is stability. If a woman is left behind, she can have many children, and when the children grow up, they will become revenge warriors. Dashan didn't want this to happen in the next few decades, so he needed to kill all the natives of the southwest so that there would be no future trouble.

If you kill too much, you will become numb, just like now, the lives of more than 50,000 people in front of you are all in your own thoughts, but there is no fluctuation in his heart. The fire in the distant village was still spreading, and from time to time there were the screams of children, the last sounds of the children hidden in the house by their families before they were engulfed in the flames.

At this time, Ye Feiruo jumped to the side of the mountain, her beautiful face was baked red by the high temperature, but the fire just now obviously made her feel very happy, she shouted excitedly: "Boss, the task is complete, the village was burned by me, and none of the 76 children hiding in it were burned to death." ”

Dashan looked at her sweet smile, this Ye Feiruo, who was still a little timid when she first joined the national defense garrison, and also had a bit of a rude temper. Now the killing of 76 children while talking and laughing, not only does not have a trace of guilt, but seems to be extremely excited. This is the result of war, when you kill someone, you feel fear, when you kill 10 people, that fear disappears and it doesn't matter, when you kill thousands, tens of thousands of people, killing becomes just a habit that is taken for granted as breathing air.

Dashan nodded slightly, turned his face, and said lightly: "Let's do it." ”

The earth-based adept who followed him took a step forward, and then slammed his hands on the ground, only to hear him let out an angry roar of "ah", and the ground under the feet of the 50,000 natives began to slowly collapse. The natives panicked and tried to scatter and escape, but after the biochemical warriors who guarded around them killed more than 1,000 natives with laser cannons, they finally stayed where they were, watching in horror as the ground sank inch by inch beneath their feet.

The process of sinking lasted a full 5 minutes, and finally stopped when the earth-based adept was exhausted. At this time, the natives found themselves confined to a pit more than 4 meters deep. They looked at the cyborg warriors standing on the ground around them in fear and dazedness, although they couldn't see the expressions on their faces through the metal helmets, but all the natives knew that they were looking at themselves coldly with the expression of looking at the dead.

At this time, several biochemical warriors came over with a large basket on their backs, and in the basket was a yellow melon and fruit similar to a grapefruit. This is called oil melon, it is a special product in the depths of the jungle, the oil content is very high, and the residents in the deep jungle usually use the fat in this oil melon for their usual cooking oil and fire fuel. This grease is very flammable, burning almost slightly, and the staying power is very good.

The soldiers threw the melons into the pit one by one, and the natives didn't know what they were going to do, screaming loudly in fear while trying to climb up. However, the 4-meter-deep pit was not something they could climb up if they wanted to, and they prayed helplessly, pleading, and scolding, and some desperate natives completely collapsed, shouting frantically, and presumably he didn't know what he was talking about.

Seeing that the soldiers carried back and forth several times, throwing down the entire 30 baskets and nearly 1,000 oil melons, Ye Feiruo smiled brightly. As if she had seen a novel toy, she trotted excitedly for two steps, and as she ran, two fire dragons rose from between her hands, and after two laps around her slowly, they flew towards the crowd below.

As soon as the fire dragon touched the fat and oil splashed out after the oil melon below was broken, it immediately burst into flames, and countless natives were instantly engulfed by the fire, letting out a heart-rending scream. Some of them rolled on the ground in pain, and some ran around in despair, bringing the flames on their bodies to more places. The biochemical warriors above stared coldly at the hell below, and after seeing that many places were set on fire, some soldiers began to throw combustibles such as some felled tree trunks and thatched roofs removed from the stockade.

The crowd below was soon all set on fire, and the hysterical screams of tens of thousands of people could be clearly heard from more than a dozen kilometers away, and the birds and beasts of the forest were frightened by the sudden sound and fled in all directions. There was a loud explosion in the fire below, the result of the detonation of the C4 that some residents had tied to themselves. The huge explosion left a mess underneath, stumps and broken bones were blown everywhere, and even some of the hot blood that had been roasted by the fire was splashed on the soldiers who stood on it and watched coldly.

The fire burned for more than an hour, and when the last spark was finally extinguished, all that was left below was a charred corpse with a completely carbonized surface, and a lingering smell of barbecued meat scattered around. After staring coldly for a while, Dashan said lightly: "Okay, our mission is complete, go home." ”

As he spoke, he was surrounded by cheers and plunged headlong into the primeval forest, walking in the direction of the Federation.