Son of the Tower

Chapter 570 New Liege ([-])
The main residents of New Liege are the white bears, and there are many other northern species, and of course there are humans and other races.

Because of this, there are quite a few Ice Bears among the fighters. They are big and strong, and they fight in the front line wearing heavy bulletproof clothing. Replace thirteen or more aliens.This battle loss ratio is not necessarily death, which proves from the side that the white bear clan is a well-deserved first-class warrior clan among the orcs.

The same was true at the end of the Great Destruction Era and the beginning of the New Era. In the north of southern Thailand, a large Southern Tai war group composed of white bears as the backbone fought fiercely on the front line of Xin'anling. Their defenses withstood the test of the Chaos Northern Army. More and more southern Thai army groups completed the suppression of the southeast region and joined the northern defense line, and then the group army group in southern Thailand began to sweep the net and suppress until the front line was pulled to the Baikal line.

The Chaos Legion collapsed, and the Tainan Legion also chose to start a long century of repairs-the beginning of a new era, the Tainan people defended all the land and even managed to fight back.

Because of this, the white bears have always been the seeds of soldiers in southern Thailand, and their importance is even more self-evident as they go north.

This time in New Liege, the white bears with retired soldiers as the main force organized a combat team. They suffered heavy losses, but they protected hundreds of thousands of New Liege residents.

When Mars heard about the situation, he asked Natasha to follow him into the tunnel——the white bears are very familiar with each other, and if there are people of the same race, the relationship can be shortened at once.

The fact is also the same. When these veterans saw Natasha, they were much more enthusiastic—and after hearing about Mars' identity, these veterans immediately began to introduce the situation of the alien species to Mars.

"They look like mice, but they are definitely not the Muse species. Our Muse ratmen look very energetic and have straight backs, while these mice are all hunchbacked, and the weapons in their hands are all kinds of strange things." Former Tainan Corps Battalion commander, now the leader of the combat team, the old white bear Liu Jieke introduced to Mars a mouse he had just killed.

To be honest, this mouse is bigger than the 1.3-meter Mars, but compared to Ice Bear, it looks like a child, but Mars didn't think so after seeing the excitement with the Ice Bear's combat team-the whole passage is full of all kinds of things. All kinds of dead rats, these dead rats that filled an aisle are also stubborn, and it is said that they did not escape at all.

Mars dissected several mice in different clothes on the spot, and confirmed that they were also normal lives with one heart, two lungs, one liver and two kidneys, but their internal organs were generally one size larger than their body size.

The mice in the armor were muscular and tall.

And the naked mouse is very thin. In the words of the white bears, it belongs to the existence that you have a foreign gun and I have a sky spirit cover.

According to the white bears, there is also a mouse that has psychic powers, but it is a pity that before its fireball is formed, it is smashed to the ground with a bazooka by the house goblin sitting on the white bear's neck.

Looking at the remaining half of its body, Mars sighed—this is not easy to check, right?

Then Mars checked the mice's weapons. There were all kinds of swords, guns, swords, halberds and cold weapons. The biggest casualties of the white bears before were caused by them.

However, with weapons, the casualty ratio of the white bears began to decrease significantly.

Then there are all kinds of single-sleeve tubes, cast in bronze, with a large caliber protruding, and the bullets are copper shots. The white bears don't take this thing seriously at all-the ball will be dead anyway, and there is nothing to worry about. And there are few such weapons, usually one or two such weapons in one attack, and this thing can only be used at close range, because firing from the back row is most likely to kill the mice in the front row.

As for this thing at close range, the Ice Bears will warmly welcome the guy holding it with the dick in their hands.

The mouse that holds it usually makes a splashy debut and is then buried with glory.

Just as he said that, several house elves from the front of the passage ran over screaming.

"The enemy is coming!" yelled the house-elf driving the caterpillar.

In the trailer behind him, a machine gun group composed of two house elves, one holding the gun and the other holding the belt, was shooting short bursts at the distance of the passage. When the white bears got out of the way, the house elf on the crawler felt The car slowed, and the bomber patted his own shooter on the head, who stopped firing.

Mars walked to the front of the line at this time, and then fucked - I saw the kind of green eyeballs rolling in like waves in the passage in the distance.

"Do they come so many every time?" Myers asked the old white bear.

Old White Bear nodded.

"Let me do it!" Nirvana stood up.

"Don't hurt the channel structure." Mars ordered - he didn't want to be buried in the ground because the channel structure was destroyed.

"Don't worry!" Nie stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers after speaking.

A thin golden wire appeared in the passage, it connected the walls on both sides of the passage, and then went towards the incoming rat tide.

Mars watched as the golden thread divided into two, and two gave birth to four, until it was woven into a fine net. All the mice of different species became equal before this net. They were cut into pieces symmetrically, from the soul The power of energy sealed all the wounds with heat, so no one could smell the blood.

The only problem is that the whole passage is full of burnt smell.

Lily of the valley took out a gas mask and put it on her face.

Natasha shook her head.

An Mimi vomited directly in the corner.

On the contrary, the white bears didn't react at all. They laughed and started to shovel up the corpses - no one of their own was injured, what a way to win.

"Are you still going to throw them outdoors?" Mars asked out of curiosity.

"Yes, the outdoors in New Liege is a natural huge refrigerator in winter. Here, eating frozen popsicles in winter is much better than eating normal temperature ones." New Hangzhou is completely different, Mr. Xiao."

"That's true." At least Mars has never lived in such a normal temperature. The first time he went to the northern city, it was only ten degrees below zero. Compared with New Liege, Mars can even describe the northern city as having a suitable temperature.

"When the temperature starts to rise in spring, we will start to deal with these corpses. The incinerator is their home." The old white bear turned his head and glanced at An Mimi, and lowered his voice: "Little sir, you are quite philanthropic." of."

Mars smirked when he heard this - what am I doing, she is not my wife.

However, these days Mars also understands that some things are getting more and more outrageous. If he denies it today, tomorrow the whole southern Thailand will start to spread gossip about him and An Mimi, Mr. Jian and his number one shit in southern Thailand. It is Weibo, and it will definitely join the people's carnival.

Forget it, thinking of this, Mars reached out and pulled a mouse from the shadow.

"What is this, a new alien species?" Mars looked at the struggling mouse, then turned to look at the old white bear.

The latter looked at the mouse and was silent for a while: "I feel like my own person, not hunchbacked."

Mars was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the mouse: "Can you speak human language?"

"Do I look like a monster!" screamed the mouse with the small video camera.

Mars was silent again, he looked at the mouse up and down, shit, it seems to be a male mouse.

Thinking of this, Mars threw him on the ground: "Where is the ID card, take it out and have a look."

The kid took out his ID card and handed it over. Natasha reached out and took it and checked it on her wrist computer: "Natalie Polskina, reporter of New Liege Occultology Weekly."

"Female?" Mars widened his eyes.

"What do you think I am!" the mouse screamed again.

　These two days are still a mess of coughing, but at least it is better than before.

　　I will try my best to update during the Chinese New Year, thank you

　　
　
(End of this chapter)