When he first arrived at the Funeral Corps, Cesar did not rush back to his room to rest, but started talking to the dandruff monster. In addition to Pusey, the young people of Dongzhou went back to their rooms early to rest. The family eater is murderous, withdrawn and weird, and does not pay attention to outsiders, but just sits in his position to watch the news. Another super killer turnip, shrunk there depressedly and gnawed on the turnip, refusing to speak.

As the conversation deepened, Cesar also learned about the current situation. The war between the Middle-earth side and the alien invasion forces lasted for several months, and the two sides had a lot of understanding of each other, and it was not uncommon for each other to copy black technology, so the military science and technology level of the two sides was not much different, but the style, characteristics, and emphasis were different

The situation on the Ceylon side is mixed, with the national legions of the Southern Regions Federation, volunteers sent by other countries, armed forces controlled by associations and parliaments, and civilian armed groups, which are still mercenary. For the sake of face, these big forces had to send legions to fight against the aliens, but they had contradicted each other for a long time and would not cooperate with each other at all, not only fighting for themselves, but also pulling each other's hind legs, and constantly weakening the opponent's strength through the invasion of aliens. By now, the battlefield in the Southern Regions has become the perfect place for the major forces to exclude dissent.

As in Ceylon, the interior of the alien army is also not monolithic, and even more unstable. Although the alien army is menacing, the composition is too complex. When they first invaded the Old God Realm, each star field had an expedition sent by a race, and eventually formed a seemingly large invasion army, but in fact it was a mixture of fish and dragons.

After the alien legion successfully entered the Celestial Boundary Mountain, the mysterious force in charge of opening the 'Celestial Boundary Mountain Gate' in the outer universe seemed to have achieved a certain goal, and instead of adding troops, it closed the 'Universe Gate'. In other words, the outer universe has only sent a huge ragtag army of countless races deep into the depths alone. No more follow-up.

The aliens successfully entered the Heavenly Realm Mountain, and finally came to heaven, and then distributed the spoils unevenly and decisively dispersed. In the end, the four strongest races are the leader, and each of them is in a group. Four factions have been formed, namely the 'Cosmic Goblin' with the largest population and scattered all over the outer universe, the 'Outer Universe Humans' with the second most populous population and the strongest overall strength but the least united, the 'Radiation Elves' with the strongest scientific and technological power and backed by the Titanium Star people behind them, and the 'Ok Bear People' who are all soldiers and have a violent race and culture.

These four races each have big backers in the outer universe, and after entering the Heavenly Realm Mountain, their purposes are also different. In the end, each of them recruited a vote of strange aliens, parted ways, and established a foundation in the Celestial Mountain. And now the battlefield opened up in the Southern Regions is the alien force dominated by the 'Radiant Goblin'. In the Northern Regions, it was the 'Oak Bears' who co-opted the woolly bears and ignited the flames of the 'red' war.

The radiant elves are sparsely populated and technologically advanced, and after entering the Celestial Boundary Mountain, they quickly mastered a new power. Ambitious to enslave a large number of alien races, combined with black technology obtained from Ceylon. Quickly create new war armor and begin an invasion of the Southern Regions. They have established a base in the present world and radiated to all sides, and are extremely fascinated by the veins of the world unique to Ceylon, and have encroached on many low-level sub-divine veins to establish the testing ground where they are. and killed a group of weak scum gods and used them to slice and study.

Today's warring parties, Ceylon side of the side of the war are teammates of each other, intriguing with each other, and the aliens are mostly reluctant enslaved aliens, and there are constantly defections. The war was too long. The daily battles were not too intense. The two sides are stealing from each other, the level of science and technology is developing rapidly, and new weapons are constantly being put into it, and the situation is a chaotic mess.

Sometimes, even the parliaments and associations of Ceylon go to war with each other, and the enslaved aliens, with the support of Ceylone's friends, fight against the radiant elves, and all kinds of sad and ridiculous events continue to occur. In general, the big people are laughing, the little people are crying, and every day is a colorful new day.

The alien population is limited, and they began to develop drone technology, and after the vehicle was blown up, Xiu Yixiu was a good man; In addition, communication technology is becoming more and more developed, the cost of war vehicles such as missiles, armor, and flying saucers is getting cheaper and cheaper, and the combat level is also rising again and again.

In the feudal era before the reversal of the world vortex, pulling an army from the battlefield in the Southern Regions was a natural disaster that ravaged Middle-earth. But now, in addition to being cannon fodder, it is still cannon fodder. The missiles flew up, and all the ants below the pest level were ants. And the funeral corps is the most outstanding representative.

After Pusey's explanation, Cesar finally understood what the 'Funeral Legion' was all about. What else do we need to do with the 'funeral legion' when there is a class of soldiers like the undead who are not afraid of death as cannon fodder? The fact is that although the low-level undead are not afraid of death, they have no sanity and can only operate the lowest-level thermal weapons, and they have no brains, they do not know how to tactics, and they cannot cooperate, so they can only rush forward in a swarm, holding the explosive bag and dying with the enemy, which is the correct way to use them.

As for those high-level undead with sanity, each of them is a high-level class with high cost and low output, and they are already counted as noble abilities, and their status is far beyond that of ordinary people, so it is naturally impossible to send them to death. The money that a high-ranking undead sells to a rich man as a bodyguard can often be used to buy twenty ordinary people. Do you say that one undead with a brain is better to die, or is it better to send twenty mortals with a brain to die?

In many complex situations where it is necessary to cooperate with tactics and make various contingencies, it is necessary to have cannon fodder in the brain. The funeral corps was prepared for such situations. When the cannon fodder of the Funeral Legion dies, it will be recycled and thrown into the Undead Cannon Fodder Legion in the Northern Regions for reuse, which is simply a great deal!

According to Puseys, the Middle-earth coalition is now divided into two factions, one led by the Guild and the other headed by the Monster Council. Whenever the legions on the Guild's side encounter some insurmountable 'difficulties', they will call the 'Funeral Corps' to clear the obstacles. And those elites who will not die in a hundred battles, after atoning for their crimes, can be transferred to other legions and start a new life.

According to statistics, less than one in 1,000 such "reborn" funeral fighters. And after joining other legions. There is still a 20% chance of dying in battle. It's really like a coffee table, full of cups.

Having said so many sad things, it was naturally necessary for Puses to say something happy and make Cesara happy.

Compared with the poor and pathetic 'funeral corps', Cesar's seven-member 'funeral squad' is undoubtedly much happier.

on the planet Ceylon. Those who have mastered all kinds of wonderful and transcendent powers are almost the unique specialties of the entire universe, and although there are similar 'psionic powers' in the outer universe, their numbers are scarce and their strength is almost negligible. In the eyes of aliens, every capable person is a powerful individual who is like a 'superhero', far beyond ordinary life.

And so it is, on the battlefield. With the same weaponry and equipment, the chance of survival of an capable person is more than ten times that of an ordinary elite soldier. The extraordinary power is so incredible, two soldiers with the same quality go head-to-head, and it is naturally the one who will discharge. When a mortal pilots a mecha that can PK the ability, the ability will also put on the magic armor and continue to beat the mecha warrior.

According to the association's statistics, the Awakened + standard weapon set can crush all low-level troops on both sides of the enemy; It can ignore ordinary guns and crisscross the battlefield, and it can almost resist mines with damage level + standard magic guide armament. Ignore the grenade and overturn the war vehicles of both sides of the enemy head-on, and the damage level + special magic guide armament is the protagonist who determines the melody of every battle, similar to the military general in Mowing the Grass, who can dismantle the 'Alien Gundam' with his bare hands.

The soup spoon of the funeral team is a pest-level kangaroo. At that time it fell into a trap. It was completely suppressed by the alien black technology 'Forbidden Demon Matrix', and his extraordinary power could not be used, and he was killed by more than a dozen missiles with his body without wearing magic armor. This kind of hazard level has the same status as the top weapons of aliens. As long as you are bent on running for your life, it is almost impossible to kill.

And all the harm levels in the condensation field, with the corresponding exclusive weapons of war, are the hole cards that nuclear bombs are generally used for deterrence. Cesar's 'funeral team' is such a group of terrifying forces that have been used as uncles to deter aliens.

Aliens have no ability, and the only superhero league that has mastered 'psionic energy' is also unable to enter Ceylon to fight due to the reason of 'not adapting to the water and soil'. Therefore, there is a lack of checks and balances for the capable, and the aliens can only use the 'missile sea' tactic to fight against the powerful capable. Now the aliens have developed a 'supernatural power' mecha, which seems to be able to fight against the inferior, but the production is pitiful, only in the single digits.

In the world of Ceylon, there are not many capable people, and the ordinary level is already the top combat power that can be seen in the world circle, and in any force, it can be regarded as a backbone member. And the peak and calamity level are the leaders of small forces, the top of big forces, and few people with this kind of ability go out and run around to die.

Under normal circumstances, they will seek a vein of the world, and those who should enter the calamity will enter the calamity, and those who should enter the calamity will experience the feeling of the sub-gods, preparing for the condensation of the divine realm. Because at this point, he already has the ability to control the vein of the world and exert the terrifying power that the sub-divine vein should have. has a long life and strong strength, as long as you don't make a mess and be an otaku with peace of mind, the association and the parliament will not take the initiative to come to the door to find trouble, and put it in the world of Xianxia, how can it be regarded as a 'scattered immortal' who established a cave house.

And those who have the 'woe to the upper position' in the realm of divinity must have their own divine veins and divine domains, even if they do not form forces, there will be countless vassals and become the real overlords of one side, and their status is about the same as that of 'earth immortals', not only high-level cave mansions, but also dojos and countless horse boys. Within the range of his own divine vein, even the god of calamity can not be a bird, and Olyni is this type. Those with abilities at this level are all good at Taoguang's cultivation, with strong strength and profound heritage, and they will not easily leave their own divine domain and run to the dangerous battlefield to die.

Therefore, the funeral team can gather seven peak level abilities, which is already a very powerful deterrent, and it is not an exaggeration to summon the divine dragon. It is quite unusual for a fast-growing 'standard giant' like Cesar not to stay in his own divine domain to farm and upgrade honestly, but to run to the funeral team to hang and beat the children without any strong consciousness.

This is also the fundamental reason why Puses showed goodwill, the relatives retreated, and the young people in Dongzhou avoided it. Although Cesar did not realize it, the name of the real woe was too bluffing. As soon as the realm of divinity is opened, it suppresses all those who are not of sufficient level.

Of course, Western Sahara acted so specially, more because he was too strong, which led to too fast escalation, and he lacked the teachings of a real strong man. Until now, the foundation is unstable, and there is no world pulse as a foundation. still thinks of himself as a single gang, fooling around and dying. The main purpose of coming to the funeral team this time is to fish up the corpses from the battlefield.

At the end of his speech, Puse began to tell Cesara about the 'welfare of the squad'.

As the ultimate force of the 'Funeral Squad', the mission of the 'Funeral Squad' is actually very light. On weekdays. The Funeral Legion is mainly used as cannon fodder, and the credit for victory will be divided among other legions, and if defeated, die. It is a true portrayal of 'dead should, live sadly'.

The 'funeral team' is mainly responsible for some tricky things, such as the appearance of threatening weapons on the alien side, which needs to be eliminated by the team, or the son of the big power who came to the southern region to gild, and as a result, the blind command was captured, so the funeral team needs to come forward. In addition, there are also difficult infiltrations and assassinations. All kinds of wiping the ass of high-level executives...... On the whole, life is easy and well-paid.

In addition, the members of the squad also have the right to use 'one hundred ants', 'ten cars', and 'ten fireworks' every week. Translated, it means that the funeral squad members have a boring life on weekdays, and the leaders of the other legions, in order to prevent these idle eggs from making trouble, promised each person to give ten missiles and ten vehicles every week. The right to use a hundred cannon fodder slag soldiers can be chosen at will. When the fun is consumed, change the mood.

Of course, if you get tired of 'setting off fireworks', you can also exchange the right to use it for other toys, as long as the total value remains the same. For example, if you eat relatives, you will put your own cannon fodder quota. They were all replaced with alien captives of different breeds, and then they were cooked and eaten one by one. And the young man in Dongzhou also changed a lot of alien girls and brought them back to the room for in-depth physiological research. And the dandruff freak Psis, on the other hand, swapped all the places for missiles. Airdrop 'dandruff missiles' to alien bases to create all kinds of terrifying biological and chemical attacks. Radish took the cannon fodder, vehicles, and missiles he received in exchange for wine and drink.

After chatting with Puses for a long time, Cesara finally recognized the true face of the battlefield in the Southern Regions, and he didn't take human life seriously. The angels of the heart of Mary in the church are often nosy during the day, and are beaten by people when they walk at night. The high-level leaders of the major legions were seriously paid empty salaries, and privately sold weapons and ordnance, which led to an unfavorable war, and then took the accounts of disobedient subordinates. On the council's side, casinos and nightclubs have been opened blatantly, and the association's sworn enemies will go to investigate the enemy every night. And the corpse recovery business that Cesar was most concerned about was also contracted out by the high-level leaders of the major legions.

I heard that this month, the corpse collection business is booming, and many undead companies are competing together. The legion on the association's side directly divides the battlefield into seven areas, and auctions the battlefield clean-up rights according to odd and double days, and the one with the highest price wins. The battlefield recovery not only has to hand over all the weapons, and the finances on the corpse, and other proceeds, but also has to be opened, which is simply overbearing.

Cesar has no background, and he can't go through the back door, and trying to get enough corpses to develop the nest of food is simply a dream!

"In other words, I can only get a hundred cannon fodder corpses that belong to me every week?!" asked Cesar with a gloomy face.

I didn't expect the water in the Southern Regions to be so deep, and these officials even sold the right to recover corpses. He originally thought that the Southern Regions was full of rancid stench and flies, but it turned out that these guys were licking cleaner than dogs.

"Not necessarily! If you like dead people, you can exchange the use rights of those ten missiles and vehicles for cannon fodder, and you can make up about 500 of them. Of course, if it's not enough, after the cannon fodder belonging to me is played to death, the corpses will be given to you!" Puses said with a gesture of goodwill, "But no more, it is impossible, so many pairs of eyes of other legions are staring, if you get too many corpses, you will cut off people's money!"

"I'm rubbing! it's so dark!" Cesar grumbled.

"Who said no, those bastards just ate empty salaries, and they didn't even let go of this bit of dead money. Puses said indignantly, "Don't be sad Cesar, I'll take you to set off fireworks tomorrow, and I'll give you my ten missiles, and I'll blast them all out in one go, and blow him up in the dark, and I'll be in a good mood." ”

"You set off fireworks a lot?" Cesar curious.

"Let's vent, if you're in a bad mood, put a few, watch the mushroom clouds bloom, and the mud, armor, and corpse fountains fly into the sky, and then turn and fall, and the unhappiness in my heart will be inexplicably calmed down. Sometimes you can bomb down the flying machine in the sky, and that feeling is the same as betting on the right cards in the casino, which is particularly exciting. Psyce's eyes wandered, looking into the air, recalling his feelings.

"It's the same as singing and breaking plates?" Sisar guessed.

"Almost!"

Listening to Puses's introduction, Cesar didn't feel much, and Camilla couldn't hold it anymore. At this moment, the cats want to set off fireworks very much. Military missiles, cats have played with high-end weapons in their lives, and they are just cheap bazookas smuggled to Rezhou. (To be continued.) )

PS: I've been out of the state lately...... That's it for today.