PS: First update! As usual, ask for everything first.,By the way, thank you for your collection and reward.,I also hope you work hard in terms of recommended votes.,As for the amount of updates, I've also said the specific reasons for the work before.,I can only say that after we put it on the shelves, we'll have fun again~ Finally, I accidentally deleted a post again, sorry, sorry. The following text

Chapter 133: War

If there were enough armed chariots, the march on this rough road would have been easier and quicker - the area on the map, which was no more than 30 kilometers apart, had been stretched out for an entire day.

Now, I am afraid that the information about this insurrectionary force has already reached Berlin, and there will be more intense enemy fire waiting in front of them... Heavy weapons, ammunition, medical logistics, all the things they desperately lacked, but the enemy has a complete supply line, and even the whole battle situation is grasped, they have more information than their own...

But the farmers who walked in the darkness did not hesitate.

All kinds of disadvantages and difficulties were fully understood long before they decided to revolt, but the pain of being smashed and flesh made these originally unarmed people resolutely pick up steel guns.

The sharp stones under their feet still hurt people, but the blood that flowed out was far from enough to match the oppression they were subjected to. The flame of revenge burns out the fear of death, and on this road to hell, people bound together by faith and will are like lemmings running towards the cliff, never stopping for a moment.

Finally, moments before nightfall, a distant horizon appeared with a vast array of moats and fortresses. The barriers that had been covered with countless blood were gray in color, and even if they couldn't tell from their position, it was not difficult to imagine the powerful firepower that was hidden under the fortifications.

The attackers were dressed in a variety of clothes, and even the weapons in their hands were mixed because of the captures along the way, but the strength of the army, which could only be called a rabble, did not flinch in front of the enemy in the slightest. Even in the face of the storm of iron and blood, they became even more courageous.

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Finally, the pent-up roar in the throat was released by the first gunshot, and the prelude to the battle was revealed, and the night sky was lit up by a torrent of bullets that bloomed like fireworks, and the battle between the two sides was already white-hot from the moment it began. Like locusts, the rebels poured out from behind their bunkers and charged the enemy's positions with all their lives, and even a dozen to one casualties did not deter them in the slightest.

The blood of his comrades-in-arms deepened the irreconcilable hatred between the two sides, and the approaching moat also made the rebel army forced to the edge of the cliff even more aggressive!

"Ah!!h

I don't know who made such a roar, although the hoarse voice was quickly covered by the explosion of the shells, but soon the flames of anger spread to the entire battle line. From an objective point of view, the front that was still solid became shaky at this moment.

It was also at this moment, in the middle of the dirt and corpses that had just been washed by bullets, that an unseen black figure swept by like a whirlwind, and disappeared from the field of vision of both sides in a puff of smoke, as if it had never appeared...

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"What about Your Excellency Major?"

It's completely different from the hot battlefield, and it's just a research institute not far away, but there is always a certain eerie atmosphere here... The only thing that was the same was the strong smell of blood.

"It's almost time to get to the right place."

"That's right..."

Dr. Gaunt's steps were steady and solemn, like that of a true scholar - yet his white research coat was stained with exaggerated "red paint", and together with the evil smile that hung on the corners of his mouth, he weaved the image of a religious demon.

"I'll be praised for seeing such results, right?"

"There is no doubt that we have worked so hard after all."

"yes..."

Like an artist admiring his own work, the Doctor tilted his head, his gaze behind the lenses contentedly swept over the corpses on the other side of the cell... The wreckage of the slings hung from the icy iron pillars was now indistinguishable from human form, reminiscent of monsters struggling in purgatory and the pain of the last moments of their lives.

"What happened to the Soviets in Prison No. 41?"

"It's amazing, it's still alive... The body is covered with sarcoma, and even the outline of the appearance cannot be seen clearly, and the metabolism of cells has begun to run wild, and it is still multiplying..."

"Really?"

Once he talked about the research he was passionate about, the doctor's tone was more fanatical and religious, and the creepy look was almost like that of the most loyal fanatic, for whom theoretical results and experimental materials were far more important than mere life.

"It's wonderful, why can't you die? The Russians are really tenacious~"

"Haha~"

The normal joke is greeted by a burst of laughter from colleagues, which is probably the humor of scientists. Soon, though, his gaze narrowed again.

"These... It's just a defective product - demons, vampires, what are they? How did a race supported only by blood and soul exist in this world? ”

He stretched out his hands to the ceiling, perhaps because he was underground all year round, so the goal of his oath was to replace the sunlight with fluorescent lamps.

"What will those real monsters that have been inherited by biting and being bitten look like!?"

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It was at this moment that the terrible tremors outside the institute came again. As if the Mass had been interrupted, Dr. Gaunt looked unhappily in the direction of the enemy front.

"Isn't the crackdown done yet? It's really unseemly..."

Soon, however, he was relieved that he had been completely immersed in the pleasure of research, and the trademark evil smile appeared again on the corner of his mouth.

"Nothing, as long as our research is done... The Dawn of the Major's throwing those things on the battlefield will surely wipe out all the boring things! ”