Chapter 151: No Martial Ethics (Subscription Request)

11:40 p.m.

"Lord Beile, don't worry! I will complete this mission successfully and capture all of these 100,000 people for you." Zabu said solemnly.

Then he strode out of the tent.

He stopped at the door.

His dark and deep eyes stared at the inky black void.

He looked at it intently and seriously.

It seemed that there was something extraordinary there that was attracting him firmly.

There was an indescribable meaning in Zabu's eyes...

He roared in a barely perceptible voice:

"Xingchen, I - Maritona Zabu is here."

"Weak ants, tremble as much as you can."

"Crawling at my feet is the most correct choice for your destiny."

"Death may be your only destination."

Licking his lips, Zabu laughed and said, "This world is so wonderful, the end of the world? Lord Zabu is here..."

"Quickly surrender to me."

"Hehe."

Instantly, a bloodthirsty and cruel smile appeared on Zabu's dark face.

The guard soldier on the side took two steps back unconsciously, and the creepy roar of the commander scared him.

Looking at the mountain-like figure of his commander, he tightened the steel gun in his hand as if he had seen some flood and beast.

This gave him a little sense of security.

It was too scary.

The new commander in front of him is definitely not a good guy.

He is an extremely vicious person.

"Report to the commander, the first armored battalion is ready and can set off at any time."

"Let's go!" Zabu said sternly.

"Swish."

"Swish."

"Swish."

The sonic boom of the shells rubbing against the air completely overwhelmed the roar of the armored vehicles and lingered in the entire camp.

"What's that sound?"

"Get out of the way!"

"It's a shell, it's a shell!"

"Someone is firing missiles at us!"

"It sounds like there are thousands of them. What kind of hatred and resentment is this? They are not giving us a way to survive."

"Lei Zi, drive quickly and rush forward."

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

Before seeing the shells, you can hear the sound first.

For a while, the entire temporary military camp was in chaos.

The rears of the armored vehicles were all billowing black smoke...

Some were rushing forward desperately.

Some were retreating madly.

Even dozens of them crashed into each other.

Looking down from the sky, hundreds of people rushed out of the military camp like popcorn in a frying pan.

The running figure was as fast as a cheetah.

Jump.

Move.

Dodge.

Avoid.

At this moment, Chinese martial arts completely rose.

What a pity.

No matter how fast everyone ran, could they be faster than the cannonballs?

No doubt.

No way!

After a sharp sonic boom.

In less than 1 second, three long arrows appeared in the dark night sky and went straight to the outskirts of the magic city.

Only by looking carefully can you find the mystery.

These are not arrows!

They are cannonballs.

Cannonballs as big as a bowl.

Each arrow is made up of 100 cannonballs.

And because human dynamic vision can't capture their figures at all, we can only see a long tail behind the cannonballs.

That is the sparks caused by the friction of the cannonballs in the void due to their high speed.

Undoubtedly, this is a visual feast!

Accompanied by screams, it brings people a strong sense of shock!

Of course, there is also oppression!

There is not much time left for Xuesha.

Is it three seconds?

Or one second?

It doesn't matter anymore.

No one cares.

At least Dai Beile, who is exhausted, doesn't care anymore.

He completely entered a state of selflessness, mechanically taking steps...

Left leg, right leg.

Right leg, left leg.

"Run, run, run."

"I want to live."

"I want to survive."

"I must survive, I am Beile, the future prince! The emperor of the Qing Dynasty!"

"I hate it so much!"

This is his only belief in running.

In the blink of an eye, three arrows plunged into the military camp with a big butt.

One arrow hit the armored unit.

"Boom boom."

"Bang bang bang."

The moment the electromagnetic gun shells came into contact with the infantry fighting vehicle, its huge power was converted into heat energy, melting the hard iron shell and tearing the entire vehicle apart. Several armored soldiers were instantly vaporized by the high temperature and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

They didn't even have the chance to turn into ashes.

They were gone just like that.

Not only that.

The melted and scattered steel fragments flew in all directions.

When they hit a person, a big hole would be made.

Instantly.

The running people were harvested one by one by the scattered fragments.

Of course, there were also experienced battlefield people.

They lay down on the snow one by one.

Like a dog paddle, a dog hole that could accommodate them was dug out by them in an instant.

Many people thus escaped the first round of death harvest.

Yes.

The first round.

"Sir, the ammunition has been replenished, please give instructions."

"Fire."

"Fire."

"Fire."

Chu Feng urged impatiently: "Don't ask me for the next round, just fire 1,500 rounds."

"I will wipe out the entire military camp completely."

"Make sure that every one of them can receive my warm greetings!"

At this moment.

Chu Feng was extremely heroic.

He had plenty of shells!

Since the distinguished guest had come, he must have plenty of them.

Holding the entire ocean in his hand, the bullets that were extremely precious in the past were now just glass beads and dirt balls in his eyes!

After shooting, just rub them again.

It's not a big deal.

If the distinguished guest is dissatisfied with this, it would be a big sin.

Chu Feng thought of this evilly...

In a deep pit.

"Captain, cannon, cannon...cannon, stop." The guard couldn't speak clearly.

The two hands stopped and trembled constantly.

In less than 10 seconds, he dug a 3-meter snow pit with his two hands.

You can't understand the hardships here without personal experience.

The reason why he was able to complete such a huge project was mainly because his adrenaline surged, completely igniting his little universe.

There was no way.

The rumbling artillery fire exploded beside him like a death warrant.

He couldn't help but hurry.

As soon as the artillery fire stopped.

He felt pain all over his body.

His whole body seemed to be falling apart.

His two hands drooped down, and he didn't listen to his commands at all.

"Keep digging!"

"Don't stand there stupidly!"

Zabu continued to dig down with both hands, completely ignoring what was happening outside.

Unfortunately.

The guard couldn't hear it at all.

He just stared blankly at his commander's mouth opening and closing.

He was deaf.

Under the fierce artillery fire, his ears had been deafened.

For a while, his head was buzzing.

"Beile, Beile!"

He rolled and crawled to a wreckage, not caring about the blood and flesh, and Wang Zongguan held Dai Min in his arms.

If half can be counted.

That's him!

With a loud wail, Wang Zongguan, with his upper body in a state of disrepair and tears, began to search frantically on the battlefield.

But no matter how he searched, he could not find the pair of legs that had long been vaporized.

"Captain, I was bitten below, it hurts."

"It's okay, it will be over soon."

Looking at his brother who was half blown off, the captain hiding under the armored vehicle held back the tears in his eyes and choked with sobs to comfort him...

The military camp was in a mess at this time.

There were pits everywhere.

Big pits were nested in small pits, one pit next to another.

It was a Shura field, with broken arms and limbs everywhere.

The artillery fire had just stopped, and before everyone could catch their breath.

The screams resounded through the Demon City again.

Resounded through the world.

Xingchen Station.

"Look, three more arrows are launched into the sky."

"It's much better than fireworks, and the sound is... so exciting."

"What's going on over there? It's rumbling non-stop???"

"Is that artillery fire again? Why did it start? Why didn't anyone here notify us? Should we hide? Can anyone help me?"

"Squeak."

"Captain, this is too crazy, right? How many shells will be dropped from the headquarters?"

"It's the fourth round!"

"Humph, you deserve it if you mess with our Xingchen! It must be a great feeling to be bombed."

"Swish."

With a shriek, a completely unethical artillery shell accurately hit a 5-meter-deep snow pit.

"Xingchen, fuck your grandma! I don't accept it!" With strong unwillingness, Zabu suddenly evaporated.