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Chapter 250 Weisenhebei (nd update!)

"Main gun barrel overload!"

"The western front line was lost and the mechanical servants were killed!"

Weisenhebei listened to the cold report coming from the combat system.

He was curled up in his shooting position and couldn't help feeling some pressure at this moment.

As someone who had experienced, to a certain extent, the Second Great Crusade of Aled.

Weisenhebei didn't feel much about the current intensity of the battle.

nervous?

nonexistent……

Long ago, Weisenhebei left himself a bullet of honor:

He exchanged it for an elite ghoul's fang from a foreign combat merchant.

Although, I don’t know what the other party wants these messy things for.

However, the honor bullet that the other party gave him was at least several specifications higher than the standard, and Weisenhebei was very satisfied.

In Weissenheber's view:
A true warrior should have such a glorious death!
In the furnace, turned into a handful of useless ashes?

Do not!
His flesh and blood will turn into a final deep roar towards evil and darkness!

But although Weisenhebei's emotions were well laid out.

But he was evacuated from Aled, and later served there again in the form of a time-space projection.

Weissenhebe never had the chance to use this contraband item, which was in a sense prohibited.

And perhaps it is precisely because of these messy contraband and Weissenhebe's knowledge in this regard.

He was always sent to fight in places far away from the main group.

Weissenheber had no comment on this.

Where is it okay to kill the undead?
In fact, as a veteran, Weissenhebe once had the opportunity to transfer to a command position.

But Weisenhebei refused.

He could not feel the pleasure of killing the undead through the cold feedback of numbers.

He had too much pain, hatred and regret towards these cold creatures...

"Any more wine?"

Weisenhebei looked at his only two soldiers, who were also the logistics captain, reconnaissance captain and cleaning soldier of the garrison team.

"Captain, you forgot, this is already the third bottle."

"Now, there's only smoke."

The soldier looked at Weissenhebe and, as he spoke, he threw a pack of rolled cigarettes to him.

In theory, for veterans like Weissenhebe.

The regular supplies he had during battle were not limited.

But obviously, there are always exceptions...

The soldier looked at Weissenhebe and took the cigarette with a sullen look on his face.

As early as when he arrived, he received special instructions from his boss:

If he wanted to gain more experience, he shouldn't ration more than three bottles of wine a day to Weissenherbe.

"pat..."

The old-fashioned mechanical ignition mechanism faithfully performs its duties across time and space.

Weisenhebei came over and lit the cigarette.

He likes this kind of simple and rough old stuff.

Maybe it's just like himself.

It doesn’t have that many complicated structures, but it’s strong and durable enough…

"How far are the reinforcements?"

Wisenhebe looked at the sea of ​​undead that had already rushed to the second line of defense within his field of vision.

He took a long puff of his cigarette and then asked without turning his head.

"We've reached the rotating tunnel!"

Upon hearing this, Weisenhebei turned his head:
"Are they on a forced march?" The rotating passage is an important gateway from the upper level to the lower plane to reach here.

It is somewhat similar to the Eye of Death.

But obviously, there are no specifications for the Eye of Death here.

This place only leads to a certain lower plane.

Of course, before this, this type of spiral structure often corresponds to chaotic transmission between lower planes.

And now, because all the lords of the lower planes have been destroyed.

These spiral structures have also lost their former effectiveness.

It directly became a one-way channel.

From the macro battle map, the area from the entrance to where they are stationed is not far away.

But if you really want to get there, it is not so easy.

Especially some of the narrow passes...

Weissenhebe thought about it in his mind and felt that if he wanted to pass quickly at the scale of a battalion, it would be somewhat tricky.

Just as Weisenhebe was thinking about how this reinforced battalion should pass through the rotating channel quickly.

He heard a new report coming from behind:
"Reinforcements are coming through the rotating tunnel!"

Weissenhebe:?
It was at this time that another color joined the battlefield of fire and darkness:
"Boom!"

Hearing the unusual sound, Weisenhebei changed his perspective sharply.

The next moment, the sudden change in light and darkness caused his pupils to shrink slightly:
He saw the raging thunder dancing wildly among the undead!

In the deep dark passage that seemed to correspond to destruction, a huge figure controlled the thunder and killed his way forward unstoppably!
“Is this our reinforcement camp?”

"It seems so..."

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The abrupt mountains seem like small graves standing out on this gloomy land.

And now, this place actually corresponds to the tomb of the immortal life...

The thunder is roaring!
The lightning is roaring!

The dancing silver snakes turned countless undead souls into ashes in an instant!
Yi Dong stood on a solitary ridge.

At this moment, he is both a turret and a fortress!

In the trench next to him was Weissenhebe, who had just had a short nap...

Compared with the roar of artillery fire, the thunder itself was born from nature. In the eyes of veterans, it is more like a kind of "white noise" that is more conducive to sleep.

He crawled out of the trench and glanced at Yi Dong.

After noticing the slight fatigue on Yi Dong's face, Weisenhebei did not act in a hurry. He first went back to the trench.

He disassembled a bullet and used it to ignite a roll of bandages...

The next moment, the blazing flames engulfed the bandage that was already soaked in alcohol.

Weisenhebei picked up the still warm ashes and wiped his face carefully:
“This is cleansing, but also determination.”

Then he crawled out of the trench and looked at the figure who was controlling the thunder like a giant.

Weissenheber knelt on one knee and prayed:

"Sharing suffering, sacrificing achievement..."

The next moment, some kind of divine power anchored it.

In a realm that is difficult for ordinary beings to look directly at, a sacred contract linked Weisenhebe and Yidong in an instant.

And the next moment, the fatigue on Yi Dong's face disappeared.

Weisenhebei's face looked as if he had been through three nights in a row...

He yawned, then went back into the trench, rubbed his legs together, found a suitable position, and began to snore...

During the Second Great Crusade of Aled, he went there as an auxiliary personnel...

Yi Dong glanced at Weisenhebe who had returned to the trench.

I didn't expect that there is such a talent among the steel cans...

With a human engine like that, he could really fight all day long!
(End of this chapter)