Apocalyptic Forecast

"Apocalypse Forecast(

With Raymond’s shelling, this sudden war finally ushered in an end.

Despite this, Huai Shi and their strength still couldn't stop the colonel from retreating.

If possible, Huai Shi really wanted to wipe them out and stay here completely.

But from the beginning of the war to the present, he felt a death crisis from the colonel's body. To be on the safe side, he didn't use Lord of the Flies, who had been eager to try, but it was difficult to know what other players were left behind.

Therefore, although regrettable, they can only be let go.

Huai Shi stared regretfully at the colonel's neck that disappeared into the darkness, and couldn't help sighing regretfully.

Winning is winning, but I always feel that something is missing.

Soon, he started to have a headache.

The price of hitting HIGH is the result of the pain that needs to be endured when counting losses.

The gargoyle wounded three people lightly and one person severely, but the chest-piercing injury was nothing to the gargoyle. After the curse on the bullet was removed, he would eat a lot of metal and recuperate for about a week.

The undead army wounded eleven people lightly, six people seriously, and three people were reduced.

Still within the acceptance range.

The reason why this group of snake people became the undead army is because of their own strong vitality. As long as they still have a breath, they can shed their skins through rituals and escape the dangerous period. Besides, the medical treatment of the ivory tower is basically fine here.

In the concept of snake people, there is no such thing as death.

There are special glands in their bodies that can retain memories. They only need to retrieve the corpse and save the glands immediately. After they are brought back to the tribe, precious experiences and memories can be recovered from the body of another member through the hands of the great shaman.

They are not sad or afraid of death, but are full of cruelty and indifference characteristic of cold-blooded animals in the literal sense. As long as the sacrifice is worthwhile, they won't care.

The rat man is miserable.

Although the vitality is tenacious, but they don't have the snake-man's talent for molting and rebirth. Nearly 300 of the 800 rat-men have died, they are extremely lucky.

Most of them are dead.

As for the serious injuries, I don’t know how many, but they were all preserved by the first aid device delivered by the members of the Legal Department with the iron crystal holder.

This is all precious cannon fodder, take it back and change it, you can use it again.

Anyway, the lives of these rats are outrageous, and there is no rejection reaction. Everyone puts it together through crowdfunding, and after an operation, they can continue to be alive and well.

Even the most famous dead black corps in the rat people is composed of such veterans who have undergone several suture operations.

For their next transformation, Huai Shi already had some thoughts and eyebrows. Going back, you can talk to the alchemists.

Huai Shi's own crow flock has nothing to say, as long as the cage of dreams is still there, downsizing is not a problem at all, and there is no loss.

After experiencing this battle, they seem to have grown a little.

At least the stigmata of Young Siming felt so.

There are still some deficiencies in the conditions to truly become a large group, but these can be studied in detail tomorrow.

The problem that made Huai Shi the most unpleasant now lay in front of him instead.

"Ok?"

Raymond ate the instant noodles just cooked in the hot water in the truck and looked at him blankly: "Why do you look at me like this? Did I do something extra?"

"Why don't you open the gun early?" Huai Shi rolled her eyes.

"You didn't give an order, I thought you had other plans... but you really didn't know."

Raymond shrugged his shoulders wryly. After seeing the unpleasant look in Huai Shi's eyes, he could only put down the instant noodles and sighed for mercy: "Just kidding, enliven the atmosphere, don't be angry.

To be honest, why did you think about using this thing when you installed it, it's just an emergency..."

With that, he opened the door behind him and showed Huai Shi the fuel gauge of the truck.

"Did you see it? All the way through racing, it only burned less than one percent of the fuel. Just that shot, even the alchemy fuel in my two auxiliary fuel tanks has been emptied.

The current model of this car only allows me to carry goods. It really depends on it to fire. What can one shot do? And it has to warm up for five minutes. I can’t say you go to find a way to attract firepower and create a chance for me, right? "

As the car door opened, a scorched smell of the instrument panel was scorched into Huaishi's nostrils.

The driver’s seat was so hot that it could steam buns.

Raymond's noodles are all cooked on the steering wheel.

Huai Shi suspected that even the cooling system was not installed on the gun.

"See it?"

Raymond sighed: "The mission the principal gave me is to be able to take you on the road at a critical moment. I have already made my own claim on the matter just now. Don't talk nonsense about it. My truck loan is still more than twenty. Period, if the salary is cut, it will be over, come, eat noodles."

With that said, he very skillfully filled a bowl of noodles to Huaishi, and added an egg on it, asking him to treat it as nothing happened.

Huai Shi missed Huai Shi's feelings of socialism.

I don't know how the good brother in the gray suit is now.

Since the asterisks left, they have never seen it again.

I knew I should leave a contact information.

After Huai Shi found out that he had been fooled, he had already eaten a bowl of noodles.

Raymond leaned over with the soup pot with a look of enthusiasm, as if preparing him to eat a little bit more, Huai Shi really didn't want to pursue this **** paddling fish.

Besides, this guy confessed his identity, and Huai Shi had to show Russell a face.

In order to give back to his teacher's love and care, he can only pay back by swiping his credit card several times.

He put down the bowl and walked into the crack under the oil refinery.

After these ten minutes, they finally verified the serial codes with members of the exploration team in the underground fortifications and confirmed each other's identities.

When Huai Shi just went down, he was almost shot down by the opponent as an enemy.

Until now, at the end of the corridor full of burns and explosions, the tattered iron door finally opened slowly.

Auguste, half of his face burnt to black, stood behind the door.

Seeing that Huai Shi came in, he breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his gun.

Lie in the corner, unable to get up.

In the two exploratory teams, a total of 16 people defended here, and they actually resisted the onslaught of the Ivy League.

The power of several of the border relics is naturally indispensable, but basically everyone has been injured here, and the most serious August, even makes people wonder why he still has the strength to stand up.

"Don't move yet."

Huaishi bent down and checked the wounds on his body. First, he sealed the most tragic injuries with silver-blood medicine, and treated them urgently. Finally, the power of the mountain ghost was used to restore and upgrade him.

After returning to the iron crystal seat, the fine lignification of the internal organs can also be solved by other alchemy medicines.

After processing, he only realized that there was a dead body behind the door.

He was also wearing the costume of the exploration team.

But the fatal wound was in the back of the head, a gunshot wound.

"What's going on?" Huai Shi frowned.

"It's just a spy, don't care." Auguste sneered and pressed the knife wound that almost tore the heart by pressing his chest, and propped up his body: "What about the iron crystal seat? You have not received the warning from us not to support. Is it?"

"Don't worry, the crystal seat is foolproof. The only people who are here are me and Raymond. When I just came in, I heard from the newsletter that the two sides have already started negotiations."

Huai Shi supported him from the ground and put him on the stretcher: "Sleep comfortably, and after waking up, I have returned to the ward of the iron crystal seat. Everyone has worked hard."

"Responsibility within."

August wanted to say something, but the tranquilizer's effect started, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep deeply.

And Huai Shi opened the last door and walked towards the fuse and the biggest spoils of this war.

——Sub-control center of Twilight Town.

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At the same time, on the scorched earth all over the ruins.

On the devastated battlefield, the fierce exchange of fire between the two sides has come to an end.

The huge spaceship in the sky has lowered its height, and Yaoyao confronts the iron crystal constellation. On the ship, the ‘Eye of Nightmare’ sign from the cemetery of the Returnless is shining with cold red light.

This well-known or notorious mercenary group has been hired by the Ivy League, and it is the main force of this attack.

The iron crystal seat is not damaged.

Under the great master's secret instrument, no matter how terrifying the firepower it is, it is difficult to invade the range of the alchemy matrix he created by himself.

Both sides can't help each other.

On the spacecraft's bridge, Michelle indifferently connected to the communication.

"This is Michel from the Ivy League."

He asked: "Who is talking on the other side? Let Mikhail come and talk to me."

"Michelle?"

A tired, unmotivated voice came from the communication, making him frowned unpleasantly.

"I knew it was only you who would do such troublesome things at this time."

The Grand Master sighed and whispered like a small whisper: "Forget it, what's the point of doing this? War is the most meaningless act.

No matter what you get, it will be nothing. When death comes after closing your eyes, everything you get will return to nothingness.

What do you want me to tell you? "

"..." Michelle's expression twitched~www.ltnovel.com~ We were buried in the mud, and our souls would fall into hell. The last thing left is nothing but a tombstone-like skeleton. At that time, what is the meaning of victory and defeat? Nothing at all……"

In the silence, the numb voice was still sighing: "When life is doomed to death, all values ​​will eventually go to nothingness. Now the short lingering breath is too long, let alone the eternal time after death? Michel, You can understand me as long as you think about it? Of all people, you are the person who is closest to the Grand Master, and you will definitely understand what I think—"

"enough!"

Michelle was furious and yelled at the communication: "Can't you give him the medicine before letting him come out? Mikhail, how much do you want to humiliate me? Anyway, you are a master, don't do this It's shameful!"

Vaguely heard the chaotic voice on the other end.

"Humiliation? I'm just discussing it with you sincerely."

The Grand Master sighed in frustration, "Why don't you understand? Humiliation and praise are just superficial skills. Can you know what others are thinking? Sometimes we don't even know what we are thinking. There are even people. Every day, the appearance of seizing power and usurping the throne dangles in front of me...too tired, Michelle, just breathing is already...uuuuu..."

He seemed to be covered by someone.

Then there was the sound of irrigation, and the communication was suddenly cut off.

But it didn't take long. Amidst the noise and electric current, the sound of steel rubbing suddenly sounded.

"Long time no see, Michelle."

There was a deep and solemn voice, full of disdain and contempt.

"——Are you here to beg for mercy from me?"