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It is a lightweight and nimble individual launcher. From the vaguely recognizable words above, it can be known that this should belong to the ancient Russian army. Although it is an imitation, the meaning it represents is enough to make Tianxiang feel frightened.

A unit of hunters that maintains the same markings as the ancient armies. What does this mean? Are these aliens inheriting the civilization of their ancient ancestors? Or are they simply the inheritors of civilization that has survived from that time to the present day?

Either way, the results are pretty scary. Especially for the dragons, it's not good news. There is also a vehicle-mounted anti-aircraft missile, judging from its appearance and paint marking, it is obvious that it is the "Sam" that was once famous in ancient times. As for the great power of this weapon, Tianxiang has long learned from various surviving books and materials. It's just that he never dreamed that he would be able to see real things in such a place.

The spoils obtained by chance did not bring a trace of joy and pleasure to Tianxiang. On the contrary, the cloud of doubt that has been hanging over his heart has become more and more heavy. Judging by the results of the comprehensive inventory of the battlefield, the number of air defense combat vehicles and individual launchers can equip at least one regiment. This is understandable for an army of tens of thousands. But the problem is that, judging from the number of giant tanks and triangular motorcycles captured by these aliens, the number of such anti-aircraft weapons has obviously greatly exceeded the normal configuration standard. It seems that they know that the dragon army is equipped with a large number of aircraft, and this is a necessary response.

If this is the case, then the severity of the matter may not be what I imagined! "Clean the battlefield carefully, and don't let go of anything suspicious. All collected samples of weapons and blood from prisoners of war were immediately returned to Dragon City. Also, inform the mobile units behind you to speed up their march and be sure to arrive by tonight. ”

The execution of orders by the army has never been compromised. At seven o'clock that night, amid the huge roar of the engine, a group of tracked combat vehicles loaded with 255 mm caliber guns finally drove to the front of the formation. With an order, the chariots with their cannons held high poured out clusters of flames representing death and destruction towards the alien army gathered in the center of the position. The firelight only flashed at the moment when the cannonball came out of the chamber. The explosion that should have occurred after the heavy shell landed. It's also nowhere near as drastic as imagined. Compared with normal artillery fire, these shells are not up to the level of shock and air wave reach. This can't help but make people suspicious. Could it be that these shells are all fake and shoddy products of military factories? Such an answer, of course, is impossible. The bursts of yellow mist emanating from the point where the shells landed seemed to be the best illustration of the doubt. These wind-swept mist were scattered around the position in a suspended state. With each shell falling, a thin yellow mist rises. From afar, it looks like a group of heterochromatic elves wandering in the dark blue night.

The assault forces were ready, and all vehicles had their hull ventilation turned off in favor of in-vehicle breathing systems. The infantry also wore chemical helmets made of gum. At first glance, it looks like a group of ferocious hellish ghosts. Charge, launched within a minute after the end of the shelling. The infantrymen who followed the vehicle carefully watched everything in the area they passed. However, there was no movement in the ground occupied by the aliens. They all seemed to have fallen asleep. Although it's already bedtime. But it's clearly not the time to sleep.

However, they did sleep. To be exact, it should be a coma. The yellowish gas that had been floating in mid-air caused all the aliens who were defending their positions to lie on the ground, and let the dragon soldiers tie them up one by one. There is no sense of rebellion. The anesthetic should be one of the most useful things that Tianxiang found in the dark world of nature. The concentrated agent extracted from the stems and leaves of the plant is dispersed into small bottles sealed with fragile materials through a complex manufacturing process. It is mounted in a specially designed hollow shell and fired. Together with a specially formulated gas catalyst, a very good anesthetic effect can be achieved. This is basically the same as the manufacturing process of ancient anesthetic gun bullets. The output of anesthetic shells was made possible thanks to Qin Guang's contributions. However, due to technical and raw material reasons, the production of such special shells was extremely low. As a result, although there are methods of producing these weapons, they have not been able to be put into mass production. Therefore, Tianxiang was quite stingy with its use, and if it weren't for the importance of this battle, he would never be willing to consume so many tranquilizer shells at one time. More than 37,400 people, which is the total number of prisoners of war. Together with the batch of "cannon fodder" captured before, the total number has reached more than 80,000 people. Such a considerable number of prisoners made Tianxiang have to order that before the construction of the new prison in the northern capital is completed, all prisoners can only be kept on the spot under the supervision of the army.

More than 80,000 people need to consume food every day, which is definitely a huge number. Table of the daily food consumption of prisoners of war in the face of logistics officers. Tianxiang only glanced at it, and then threw down an extremely cold sentence. On this basis, the amount of food available has been reduced by 90 per cent, and the amount of drinking water has been cut by half.

Serve the worst quality moldy food first. In addition, a group of prisoners of war who were in better condition were selected to be held in solitary confinement. The number is controlled at about 5,000. Tell these people that we don't eat much ourselves, and that's all we eat every day.

This is done because of Tianxiang's cruel and ruthless character. It's because of anger, incomparably angry. Prisoners, a product of war. The victorious side usually guards the opposing soldiers captured on the battlefield as slaves. This is probably the practice in the dark world! Therefore, for the possible abuse of his own captured soldiers, Tianxiang still has some preparations in his heart. After all, prisoners of war are not their own people, and there is no need to give them too much preferential treatment.

The Dragons' attitude towards prisoners of war has always been to turn them into servitude. After several years of free labor, you can get the official clan treatment. During this period, there is a free food supply for the rest of the time, except for the first three months. Laborers must rely on their own efforts to obtain from the land the food necessary for survival. At the same time, the fruits of labor must also be handed over to the community managers in proportion. Such a system should be regarded as the first of Tianxiang! He only hoped that in this way he would be recognized by the prisoners of war, and while gaining new blood for the race, he also hoped that his own people would be treated the same as when they became foreign prisoners.

However, in the prisoner-of-war area of the alien camp, he saw a different and terrible scene.

"What kind of prisoner of war camp is this! It's a living bloody hell. "A clean clearing had been cleared from several large abandoned buildings, filled with severed limbs from human bodies, arms, thighs, arms, and large ribs taken from the center of the body, all neatly stacked in them, which at first glance looked like a horrible warehouse full of meat.

The meat warehouse dragon clan has also built, but what is filled in it is all meat pieces taken from various captive insects, and it is the first time that Tianxiang has seen such a warehouse that uses human flesh as a storage storehouse. The reason why this is a storage is because all the flesh of these people has been salted.

The limbs are very clean. Blood and dirt did not leave a trace. It seems that at the beginning of the collection, they were already well cleaned. The bare ground at the fracture was also sprinkled with a large amount of salt. Probably because I want to marinate these pieces of meat as quickly as possible! On the surface of the large lumps of meat, a knife was used to cut several holes that were deep enough to reach the bone. These V-shaped slits of flesh are also filled with fine salt flowers. The heavy smell of blood that pervades the period is long gone. Instead, a type of raw meat reacts with salts to produce a unique oily smell. If it weren't for the wrists and feet connected to the meat fast, Tianxiang would have thought that this was an ordinary warehouse used by the alien army to store dried meat products.

This is just one of them. As for the other warehouses. The contents of the store are largely the same, though. However, in a few corners where the debris was kept, the soldiers found something else.

Visceral human heads. Liver, kidney, heart, lung。。。。。。 These organs, which each person has, are now part of the storage of the alien storehouse. Several huge tin cans were filled with the accusations of dried blood. Covered with a thick layer of salt on top of it, it already speaks of their role in the hands of aliens. Probably because it has been marinated for too long! The surface of these organs, which should have been bright red, has revealed a dark red characteristic of salted meat. In particular, the shriveled hearts placed on the top layer even exude a kind of aroma of cooked cured meat under the action of fat and salt. Look under the lamp. The color also appears quite ruddy. It's like a piece of bacon. The aliens seem to be quite skilled in making bacon. The human heads hanging from the walls are the best proof of this. The heads were apparently cut alive from the corpses, washed and skinned, and placed on a fire to burn the hairs clean before pickling. All human heads are cut in half from the middle, and the brains are removed and filled with salt. Probably for easy storage and shipping! These halves are tightly tied together with ropes. It is only from the eyes and mouth, which are particularly shriveled due to the loss of water, that it can be seen that this is the most important part of the human body. Tianxiang's face did not move at all. Patrolling the warehouses, his body trembling involuntarily. Soon, the trembling area spread to the whole body. The muscles on the originally cold face trembled with this. It gradually develops into an irrepressible agitation and convulsions.

"I ..... I'm going to kill them. ”

He didn't speak, but the hideous expression on his face had already sent a terrible message to all who saw him. The soldiers could no longer bear such a horrific scene, and ran out of the storeroom and vomited nauseously. Many of them have experienced the bloodshed of terrible hunger. Although cannibalism is far away for them, it is not an unacceptable difficulty. However, in the face of these mountains of "cured meat", no matter how good their psychological quality is, they can't withstand the huge terrifying pressure, so they can only use this method to desperately vent the anger and horror stuffed in their hearts. And that's not all, at the back of the warehouse, the soldiers also found dozens of heavy trucks tightly covered with tarpaulins. The items placed in these wagons, which have a large carrying capacity, are all this kind of human flesh that has been salted. In terms of numbers, there were at least thousands of corpses.

"All the prisoners of war should be woken up as soon as possible, and then all of them will be assembled in formation, and I will interrogate them myself." The muscles on Tianxiang's face had already stopped twitching. Trembling and agitation were also disguised by infinite anger, replaced by almost indifferent coldness. Looking at these human flesh like small mountains, he just calmly said such a simple word to the guards beside him, and then did not say anything again.

His face was as cold as a piece of ice that wouldn't melt. The power of the tranquilizer shells was so obvious that the sleeping captives could not wake up at all for a while. In desperation, the soldiers could only assemble the aliens captured in the outer positions in the middle of an open field to be interrogated by Tianxiang. Despite this, the number of prisoners of war still reached tens of thousands.

In the center of the clearing is a makeshift mound of earth. On top of the mound, several large wooden boxes are neatly stacked. It looks like they're supposed to be used to stock up on some kind of item! It's just that no one knows what is in it except for those who carry them here. Soldiers with weapons in their hands firmly guarded every corner of the clearing. The black muzzle of the gun was also aimed at the prisoners lined up in the center of the clearing. Around them, a circle of wires of different colors was temporarily pulled. Hundreds of circular megaphones were discreted. It seems that Tianxiang is ready to use this method to make every word he says so that all prisoners of war can hear it clearly. "I don't have much to say. The purpose of convening you today is only to clarify a few questions. But. There is one thing I want to make upfront. I'm in a bad mood today. Therefore, anyone who fails to answer my question will only end up with death. Don't say anything stupid that you don't understand our language. I repeat that no one can answer my question, and the result is a dead end. ”

As he spoke, the murderous Tianxiang jumped down from the mound. He walked up to one of the closest prisoners of war and asked, "Tell me, who are you?" The prisoner looked at him blankly, his eyes full of confusion and incomprehension. It can be seen that for this, Tianxiang speaks language. He's a fairly stranger.

"Bang--" With the sound of a gunshot, a round hole with muscles turned out appeared in the center of the prisoner's head. The deceased, with wide eyes and an incomprehensible expression on his face, suddenly lay on his back on the ground, and there was no more sound. Tianxiang didn't look at him, and stepped directly over the corpse on the ground. Pulling on the bolt of the PIO4 pistol, he again flattened it to the forehead of the next prisoner of war, and said in the calmest tone: "He is dead, you continue." Say, Who are you? ”

There was no answer, and a few seconds later, another corpse collapsed in a pool of blood with the crisp sound of gunfire.

Three, four, five..... In the blink of an eye, twelve prisoners of war were killed in a row. The PIO4 in Tianxiang's hand also ran out of a full box of bullets. "Open the box and bring me the contents."

The two guards were ordered to remove the slats from the wooden box with a hard object. Suddenly, the contents of it also appeared in everyone's eyes.

It was a box of bullets. A box full of pistol bullets that smelled of motor oil and snuff. The soldier standing beside Tianxiang did not speak, but stared at the alien prisoners of war in the field with hatred, grabbed a handful of bullets and slowly pressed them into the empty magazine. Then, he respectfully handed it to Tianxiang.

"Click-" Tianxiang pulled the chamber of the gun, walked over to the next prisoner of war with fear in his eyes, and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, there are a lot of bullets." My patience is also good enough. I'm going to play like this shot after shot until any of you are willing to speak. As he spoke, the same question was asked again. Similarly, a corpse fell to the cold hard earth.

Shoot, change magazines. Shoot again, change magazines again. How many times this action was repeated, Tianxiang himself couldn't remember. All he knew was that his index finger that pulled the trigger was already red and swollen. The cold body of the gun turned extremely red under repeated friction. It was at this time that the soldiers duly opened another wooden box, which contained a box full of brand-new PI04 pistols.

"Kill! Kill me! Kill them until they speak! ”。