Chapter Eighty-Nine: Who Will Mourn?
"Is this ・・・・・・ a tide of alien beasts?" More than a dozen black-robed deacons of the Afterlife Society watched in shock as mutant beasts walked out of the Qinling Mountains. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The two-tall mutant tiger opened its mouth covetously, its fangs were full of fangs, and it was extremely vicious. Even such a ferocious mutant tiger still didn't dare to step forward, staring at the dozens of mutant wolves slowly walking out of the jungle with fear.
Mutant Orangutan, Mutant Snake King, Mutant Bear, Mutant Boar, Mutant Leopard・・・・・・
Hundreds of mutant beasts slowly walked out of the jungle, surrounding everyone in the middle, and none of the mutant beasts rushed up to eat the flesh and blood of the mutant beasts on the ground, even if these flesh and blood were rare and great supplements for all mutant beasts.
The members of the Afterlife Society, who have always been known for not being afraid of death, looked at the hundreds of mutant beasts in front of them, showing frightened expressions, their legs trembling in fright, watching each of the mutant beasts in front of them with several human heights suddenly appear in front of them, looking at themselves with a smile, who can not be afraid?
"The fire burned my body. There is no joy in life, and there is no pain in death. Joy and sorrow are dust. Death is like an abyss, death is not a dream・・・・・・" More than a dozen black-robed deacons gathered together, reciting the general outline of the afterlife meeting in their mouths, without putting on any defensive formation, their hands naturally drooping, waiting for death to come.
Mu Xian sat down cross-legged and ran his self-created method of forgetting sorrow without distraction, slowly squeezing out the mysterious dark energy in his body that suppressed his blood circulation and pulse beating, and did not react to everything that happened around him.
"Ahh~~~~~~h
After hundreds of mutant beasts saw the mutant wolves rushing out of the herd first, they roared and rushed towards more than a dozen black-robed deacons, and the already small mountain provincial road was crowded with hundreds of mutant beasts scrambling in a blink of an eye, and more than a dozen black-robed deacons were squeezed to the ground by hundreds of mutant beasts without even having a chance to react, and trampled into a pile of minced meat.
The flesh and blood of the first batch of mutant beasts has an irresistible temptation for these ordinary mutant beasts, in addition to devouring other people or animals carrying dark energy on their bodies, the dark energy carried by the flesh and blood of the first batch of mutant beasts in front of them is even more difficult to estimate, no matter how weak the mutant beast swallows, it will evolve and become more powerful!
Before a mutant wolf could swallow the flesh and blood in his mouth, he was knocked to the ground by a mutant orangutan, reached out and grabbed the flesh and blood to swallow it, and just put it to his mouth and was pounced on by the mutant tiger who followed him, and after the tiger slapped the mutant orangutan's head, the tiger's mouth opened wide and swallowed it directly with the mutant orangutan's head and flesh・・・・・・
A few minutes after hundreds of mutant beasts were scrambling for each other, the first batch of mutant beast flesh and blood had already been carved up in the dozen or so piles on the ground, but the hundreds of mutant beasts showed no sign of stopping fighting.
Gradually, the scope of the battle was expanded to Mu Xian's meditation position, and after a mutant wolf was knocked out of the battle circle by the mutant orangutan, it flew straight towards Mu Xian, and was about to smash at Mu Xian.
A light blue sword flashed, and the mutant wolf that flew towards Mu Xian was split in two by the knife and landed in front of Mu Xian.
"Is it a forbidden technique?" Mu Xian opened his eyes and looked at the corpse of the mutant wolf in front of him, muttering to himself.
"Ahh~~~~~h
The dozen or so mutant wolves who survived the melee heard the roar of the head wolf, and immediately gave up the battle in front of them, and rushed towards Mu Xian with the head wolf.
"If you are an animal, you must have the consciousness of an animal. Mu Xian slowly stood up and said coldly.
Looking at the dozen or so mutant wolves rushing towards him, the saber in his hand slowly swung several knives under the light blue light, flying towards the mutant wolf.
More than a dozen mutant wolves looked at the several knives that suddenly appeared in front of them, and instinctively reacted that there was danger, but they couldn't dodge the knives anymore, and they were all killed by the knives.
Mu Xian moved his body for a moment, feeling that his body had returned to normal physical skills, and there were no other side effects except for the internal force that consumed most of the internal force due to cracking, and solemnly looked at the hundreds of mutant beasts in front of him and turned his head to look at him.
Mu Xian raised his chin slightly, and said coldly: "If you don't slaughter you today, who will ・・・・・・ pay tribute to the hundreds of brothers who have been buried in the green mountains for a long time." ”
Although the hundreds of mutant beasts that survived after the melee couldn't understand Mu Xian's meaning, they were also enraged by the small human in front of them, and they all roared angrily and rushed towards Mu Xian.
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In the command center in the eastern suburbs of Chang'an City, for some reason, Major General Ye Yang always felt that his heart was stuffy, and there was always an ominous premonition surrounding his heart, and his fingers kept tapping on the table, waiting for the pre-planned missile reinforcements.
Major General Ye Yang looked at the time on the display screen, there are still 2 minutes left in the countdown, as long as you hold on for these two minutes, the dust will settle on this battle, and the recovery of Chang'an City is the general trend, leaving everyone with only this short 2 minutes of waiting.
"General! The missile base has been attacked! Send reinforcements quickly!" After receiving the call from Major General Mu Xian, Colonel Ye Wenshan immediately rushed into the command center and shouted loudly in horror.
"What!?" When all the staff officers and generals in the command center heard this, they all stopped their tasks in shock and looked at Colonel Ye Wenshan blankly.
Major General Ye Yang rushed to Colonel Ye Wenshan and grabbed Ye Wenshan's collar, and said angrily in disbelief: "What are you talking about?
"The missile base has been attacked, and it is almost ・・・・・・・" Colonel Ye Wenshan did not finish speaking, and the colonel officer in charge of dispatch shouted: "General, the missile base is calling for support!
Hearing this, Major General Ye Yang subconsciously shouted: "Send reinforcements quickly!"
"But the general・・・・・・" After the colonel officer heard the order, he did not convey Major General Ye Yang's order, and looked at Major General Ye Yang and stopped talking.
Major General Ye Yang looked at the colonel officer who wanted to stop talking, and then suddenly came to his senses, staggered and slumped on the ground, and said to himself in a distracted manner: "Yes・・・・・・ what to take for reinforcements, what to take, what to take, ・・・・・・what to take?"
Almost all the armies in the Western Theater have been sent to the three major battlefields, and those who remain at the theater headquarters are researchers from the Military Research Institute, except for some disabled and sick people.
"What about the 3,000 officers and men stationed at the missile base?" the Air Force Major General beside him asked angrily to the colonel's officer.
The colonel's officer said sadly: "All the 3,000 officers and soldiers stationed in the garrison have died!"
"The missile base is a fully enclosed underground base, how can it be broken through?"