Myth Invasion: I Kill the Gods on Earth

Five days.

There is no waste in Daxia.

Daxia is different from other Western European countries. Daxia is a country that has stood up from suffering.

The people of Daxia have witnessed their homes being swept away by war, and have experienced the destruction of their country and their family.

Time can wash away many things, but that kind of pain will be passed down from generation to generation over time, and eventually turn into incomparable power.

Above the Himalayas.

The soldiers and workers who were urgently gathered together were like ants, carrying building materials on this snow-capped mountain where even construction equipment and special vehicles cannot enter.

The cold wind howled like the roar of the snow-capped mountains.

The frost is biting, as if this world was created to test human will.

Bracing against the cold wind, their hands were cracked, and their eyebrows, hats, and masks were all covered with a thick layer of ice and snow.

But even so, no one backed down.

The will of the Daxia people is at this moment the enemy of heaven and earth!

No one complained.

Because this is war!

This is preparation for dealing with vampires!

At this moment, they are fighting for Daxia!

On the fifth day, more than 100 large-scale vegetable greenhouses with a length of 200 meters were finally set up.

More than a hundred greenhouses, standing in this ice and snow, actually have a different kind of beauty.

In the greenhouse, rows of garlic grow quietly, and a charcoal stove burns quietly every ten meters, providing the plants with the thin carbon dioxide on the iceberg, as well as precious heat,

In addition, the heat brought by the dazzling sunlight is retained by the greenhouse, and the temperature in the entire greenhouse is always maintained in the range of more than 20 degrees.

Daxia’s farming technology can be said to be the best in the world.

As a saying goes, every Daxia person is born with a full-level planting talent.

But even so.

Lin Fan also didn't expect that Daxia would be able to successfully plant so much garlic in this ice and snow as he planned...

Lin Fan looked at the more than a hundred huge greenhouses that reflected light in the sun and formed a huge circle surrounding the three outposts. He was filled with emotion for a moment.

"Fortunately, it has been completed." Mr. Li, who was transferred to direct the planting work and greenhouse construction, grinned while rubbing the frostbite on his face.

Lin Fan said respectfully: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Li."

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way. I have accumulated a lot of experience this time, which has helped a lot with plant cultivation technology in cold environments." Mr. Li laughed, "We scholars can't carry it on our shoulders or pick it up with our hands. But being able to contribute to Daxia is also the pride of our generation of literati!"

"Moreover, some local farmers helped us this time, which gave us academics a lot of practical experience."

This time, the farmers who are most helpful are the farmers who farm in the freezing environment on the Tibetan Plateau.

These farmers seem to have little culture and no skills.

When it comes to the reserve of agricultural knowledge, it is not as good as agricultural experts from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, but in fact, when it comes to practical application, experts may not necessarily be able to grow better than farmers!

And when Daxia officials announced the start of the greenhouse construction plan, these local farmers signed up enthusiastically without any requirements!

They have rich experience in growing crops in this extremely cold environment!

They may be just unknown people, ordinary people, but when disaster strikes, they will still stand up and use their bodies to fight against it!

Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of a country!

Professor Li, who was born in the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, was shocked by the planting methods that local farmers told him and that had been passed down from generation to generation.

"Mr. Li, please go back now. Leave the rest to us!" After Lin Fan finished speaking, he picked up the microphone, stood outside the 313 guard post, and said loudly: "Everyone."

"You have worked hard during this period, Daxia, thank you!"

"But what happens next will become very dangerous. If you stay here, not only will you not be able to help, you may become nourishment for the enemy!"

"Now, all non-combatants, all workers, all researchers, all farmers, all evacuate in an orderly manner. Please follow Situ Hong's command in detail!"

"In addition, all participants in the war, including the God-killing Army, including the 100,000 soldiers who were urgently transferred, gather in front of Post 313 to make final arrangements before the war!"

As soon as these words came out, the workers suddenly became unhappy.

"Why are you asking us to go back?"

"Even so, it's not like we can't shoot!"

"Thank you for nothing, thank you. We are also from Daxia. We not only build, we also want to stay here and fight!"

But immediately, other workers began to persuade him.

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble and listen to the commander-in-chief's arrangements!"

"Didn't you listen to the commander-in-chief? If we stay here, we will only be nourishment for the enemy."

"You're right. Who doesn't know how to shoot? Just press the trigger and burst. The key question is, can you shoot accurately? Do you know those tactical moves? Those things are left to the soldiers. It would be a disservice to us to stay here. ”

The workers who complained before did not have any extreme reactions. After all, everyone was contributing to Daxia, and they were reasonable.

The previous complaints were just patriotic and passionate.

After calming down, they also know that each has his or her own strengths and specializes in the art.

Workers are good at construction, and farmers and agricultural scientists are also good at agricultural planting. But if you really have to carry a gun to the battlefield, you may not be able to suddenly kill it, and you may accidentally injure your surrounding comrades...

"Okay, Commander-in-Chief, let's withdraw then!"

"You have worked hard!"

"With you, we can go home and eat hot pot with peace of mind... Tsk, I really can't think of hot pot anymore. I've been freezing to death these days..."

"Soldiers, we are waiting for you to come back and eat hot pot!"

The workers and botanists laughed and waved, then lined up in order and walked down the mountain.

There were rows of prepared evacuation vehicles parked there, with warm carriages, hot water and temporary heating equipment.

But their hearts still stayed on this snow-capped mountain, tied to the 100,000 soldiers and members of the God-Slaying Army.

Everybody knows.

Daxia, how terrifying is the enemy this time!

Those warriors, as well as the God-killing Army, are about to have a battle with the lives that have revived from ancient times on this snow-capped mountain!

Humanity, battle with vampires!

Daxia, the battle with the invaders!

Lin Fan watched the workers and soldiers go away, and then looked at the soldiers lined up in front of him.

There were 100,000 people involved in the construction before.

Another hundred thousand were transferred urgently.

A total of 200,000 Daxia soldiers stand in the snowy mountains!

Two hundred and thirty-five god-killing troops were also standing on the snowy mountain. Except for the military god Situ Hong who was arranging the evacuation of the workers, the blood demon king Hu, and the sword god Zhang Feng, all were present!

In addition, Xingye and Gongshu Ming from the first team of the God-killing Army, as well as Confucianism Mo Zhiwen, Taoism Wan Qian, and Buddhist Compassion Master were also present.

The Daxia army gathered in the snowy mountains!