It is said that a philosopher said something more than a hundred years ago.
"I don't know what weapons World War III will be fought with, but I know that World War IV will definitely start with the collision of stone axes and wooden sticks."
This sentence couldn't be more appropriate to apply to today's battlefield.
The hundreds of thousands of improvised mobs had no formal training for large group army charges except for the usual hunting and fighting.
The only tactics they could use were the human sea tactic and ant-attack siege.
The only thing that Boss Jinya can tell these rabble is to extend the battle line a little longer, spread out the infantry further, and never let a large group of people huddle together like stupid army ants - as early as the first time During the World War, this tactic of charging in groups proved to be the most efficient act of suicide.
Therefore, they stretched their front line to the limit and rushed towards the "New Gold Mountain" from almost all directions.
Although most of the slave soldiers and recruits who were brought here were inexperienced, fortunately they did not advance entirely on foot.
Many of them rode civilian vehicles with steel plates and rode strange-shaped motorcycles, which was barely enough.
A "motorized" force.
Although in the face of advanced doomsday weapons, even adding seven or eight layers of steel plates will not help, such "tight" protection at least provides the demons with an illusory sense of security, allowing them to charge faster, become more determined, and even fanatical .
For a time, the depths of the wilderness were filled with howls of humans that were more barbaric than wild beasts.
Tens of thousands of civilian vehicles rolled up smoke and dust, as if a bloody jungle suddenly appeared on the Gobi Desert.
Bai Xiaolu once got something called "DVD" from a businessman, and he watched many movie clips describing life before the war, including ancient war scenes from more than a hundred years ago.
He originally thought that a real war would be filled with gunpowder smoke, thousands of cannons firing, and everything burning with great force and earth-shattering force.
However, the "New Gold Mountain" in front of them was lifeless.
The attacker's first wave of slave soldiers and new soldiers rushed to the entrance where the ground-penetrating bomb blasted out.
There was still no response from the ground, like a ghostly empty city.
It wasn't until a large number of slaves and recruits rushed into the ground along the slope that a large number of "buzzing" things flew out from the ground.
That's a drone.
In the wasteland, drones are synonymous with death.
Once targeted, no one can escape.
Sure enough, the drones danced and landed lightly, landing in the place where the attackers were the densest, and then exploded violently, erupting a series of arcs of claws and teeth, covering a hundred meters range.
The attacker's feverish momentum was like being whipped hard by a cold whip.
Everyone was entangled in the magnificent blue electric light and fell straight down.
They still didn't make a sound.
Not even a hint of gunpowder smoke or blood could be seen.
It's like a ridiculous, incredible dream.
But the lives of countless people were harvested silently and carelessly.
Such a scene should frighten the attackers, but most of the attackers swallowed pills, burning out the nerve responsible for "fear" in the brain, and still rushed forward against the arc, and then continued to rush forward in the dark blue.
Die in the light.
Bai Xiaolu clenched his fists and secretly glanced at Boss Jinya who was standing on the armored vehicle not far away.
He found that the golden-toothed boss looked as normal and even yawned, looking indifferent.
Bai Xiaolu understood.
The attacker's recruits are consumables just like the defender's drones.
If he hadn't been lucky enough to be with Boss Jinya, he should have been found among these fallen corpses.
Just half an hour.
The tens of thousands of slave soldiers and new recruits were almost exhausted.
Even if some people can rush into the cave, the defenders are obviously waiting for work, and they may have torn these rabble into pieces long ago.
And they haven't even seen the ghost of the defender at all.
How can we fight this battle?
Just when he was restless, Bai Xiaolu suddenly heard bursts of intensive screams, which were sharper, faster and more ear-piercing than the train cannon just now.
When I looked up, I saw hundreds of white lines passing through the sky, tearing apart the lead-gray clouds and drawing sad arcs, as if they had eyes, and they filed in from the hole above the "Xinjin Mountain".
Boom boom boom boom boom!
Suddenly there was a roar of thunder from the ground, and the ground above the entire "New Gold Mountain" bulged significantly.
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Infinite flames spurted hundreds of meters from the cave, bringing with it a large number of charred corpses and twisted remains.
Through the military boots, Bai Xiaolu felt that his feet suddenly became hot.
The ground seemed to be burning, and the ground had turned into a sea of fire.
"Precision-guided missiles, that's what it is."
The elder brother analyzed calmly, "It turns out that the tens of thousands of lives in the Fierce Blood Wasteland were just 'fire reconnaissance' by Boss Jinya and the 'Contract'.
The purpose was to find out the underground defenses of 'New Gold Mountain' and target those who kept firing.
The temperature rises in the firepower point, and finally relies on the precision-guided missiles from the "Enterprise" launch base in the rear to solve the problem with one final blow!
"Get ready, little deer, we're about to charge."
Sure enough, when a white line appeared in the sky, Boss Jinya's expression changed.
He stared straight at these white lines, the muscles on his face twitched, and he cursed secretly.
It seemed that even he was very afraid and disgusted by the horror of these "precision-guided missiles."
But after all, he was not entangled in emotions for too long.
He licked his lips, spat out thick phlegm, and personally inserted a blood-stained American flag into the armored vehicle.
Thirteen wide red and white stripes and fifty small white stars are embedded in the blue rectangle in the upper left corner.
It is said that this Citizen flag once represented the most overbearing power on the planet.
Wherever the sun shines, everything is fluttering.
The glory of Citigroup - but what's the use?
The war destroyed everything, including Citigroup that started the war.
Now, the glory of the past can only shine occasionally among the claws of jackals and hyenas in the wilderness.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."
Bai Xiaolu heard a sudden noise coming from Boss Jinya's armored car, as if something had opened the speaker, followed by bursts of melodious music.
He originally thought that it must be an impassioned war song, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a very strange and very beautiful country song, but it seemed not suitable for killing on the battlefield.
“In heavenly West Virginia There are the Blue Ridge Mountains, the Shanando River
The creatures there are far away, older than the trees Younger than the mountains, growing like the breeze Country road, take me home, that is my destination West Virginia, Mountain Mom Country roads, take me home!
" In the beautiful, warm and even slightly "rustic" music, all Citigroup members went into battle and were fully armed.
The golden-toothed boss even had three or five rounds of bullet chains wrapped around his chest, dozens of grenades hanging from his waist, and an airborne Vulcan cannon in his hand - God, is he really a human?
"MAGA!"
In the song, Jinya Lao shouted at the top of his lungs and cried out blood.
"MAGA!"
All the Citigroup members were as crazy as crazy.
The real charge begins!
Bai Xiaolu regretted his choice.
He discovered that Boss Jinya was basically a lunatic.
When the slave soldiers and new recruits who had been temporarily captured to make up the numbers charged, Boss Jinya stayed at the rear like a ruthless conspirator, which naturally kept Bai Xiaolu safe.
But now, when it's Citi's turn to help his people charge, the leader of the gang, the "boss of bosses", rushes to the front desperately, not even sitting in the armored vehicle, but sitting astride the armored vehicle.
On the rapid-fire cannon, holding the blood-stained flag, roaring Singing the "war song" of "Country Road, Take Me Home", he laughed loudly and screamed "ah-ha-", as if he was a cowboy who was not afraid of death and didn't care whether there was still something underground.
It can fly out new drones and explode into lightning and thunder.
Even Bai Xiaolu had to sit in the armored vehicle closest to him, holding his head and trembling, fearing that his life would be wiped out together with Boss Jinya inadvertently.
But they finally rushed underground without encountering any obstruction along the way - the precision-guided missile bombing just now did indeed crush all the defensive firepower points deployed on the periphery of "Xinjinshan" into powder.
Once they entered the urban area, they would be in chaos.
In street fighting, the power of the underground people's sophisticated weapons will be weakened to a minimum, while the demons' numerical advantage will be maximized.
They sang, poured bullets, crushed the burnt corpses, charged along the rugged slopes, and soon rushed into the "New Gold Mountain" from dozens of different slopes.
The exquisite and prosperous underground city that appeared in front of them made all the demons unable to believe their eyes.
Before Bai Xiaolu could see the scenery outside, he was hit hard on the head by the sober air that hit his face, making stars appear in his eyes and tears streaming down his face.
"It turns out there is such good-smelling air in the world."
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Bai Xiaolu burst into tears, "There is no odor, no rust, no sour smell of acid rain and no sweet smell of radiation.
It is just air, the purest air!"
He was a little drunk.
The same goes for the soldiers around him.
Some people even cried, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooootatata...
The city ahead made them even more dazzled and furious.
All demons have imagined what the underground city will look like countless times - decorating this "paradise" with the most gorgeous and luxurious scenes they can think of.
But the real underground city is a hundred times more gorgeous and luxurious than they could imagine.
Not to mention the rows of tall buildings that glow automatically and are full of futuristic feeling.
Not to mention that there are artificial gardens everywhere, covering the entire city.
Just say that from the crisscrossing pipes above the head, blurry mist is sprayed out from time to time, wasting countless clean water that the demon people in the wasteland regard as life, just to bring a little bit of coolness to the underground people.
So extravagant and lustful!
So absurd!
They are capable of such inhumane and heinous things!
"See, these underground people would rather waste precious clean water than give us demons a way to survive!"
Boss Jinya roared, "Then go ahead and use our bullets and butcher knives to take back what belongs to us!"