Juan is an ordinary Black Dragon Rider second lieutenant.
He has good abilities: fourth-level spell-like and fourth-level psychic domain weapon control, which makes his combat effectiveness on the battlefield much stronger than in individual battles.
He is still very young and has a good future.
At least the family's internal test and evaluation report clearly states that he has the potential to advance to fifth-level weapon control.
It seems that the ability of the psychic domain is not as powerful as the spell-like ability, but it can play a greater role in the team and the battlefield.
This is a rare talent for the entire family.
Juan is only a descendant of a branch of the Arthur family, and does not have many resources, but it is enough for him to develop and improve his abilities, and he may even obtain the rank of Dragoon Major.
But now that the war has progressed, the rank of the Dark Dragonriders has largely lost its role.
After the entire Blood Parliament split into two camps, the Dark Dragonriders lost the resources to exchange.
Most of the original exchange products were provided by various families, and the products produced by Longqi's own production base were quite limited.
Without enough exchange, permissions will lose their meaning.
Juan hopes that the war will end soon so that he can return to the quiet life of the past.
No, even if the war is over, the life of the past will never come back.
In the midst of the war, four babies were born in the Arthur family one after another, and they were all tested to have talents of at least fourth-level abilities at birth.
This made Juan, who was just 20 years old, feel inexplicably threatened.
Fourth-level abilities are not scary.
What is scary is that the proportion of ability users among newly born children is getting higher and higher, and their talents are becoming more and more terrifying.
The growth rate of new humans is also accelerating, and they can barely be considered warriors at the age of ten.
Maybe in another ten years, Juan, who is now a key training target of the family, will become a combat force that can be relied on.
In another ten years, he will become a dispensable and marginal figure.
While thinking wildly, he found a place leeward and lit a cigarette.
With a wave of his hand, the ten followers dispersed on their own, took advantageous positions, and began to be on guard.
Looking around, there is scorched earth and ruins everywhere, and a telegraph pole that is still standing in the distance is covered with carrion crows.
"This damn place" Juan cursed in disgust.
He hated the wilderness and he hated war.
Every time he came to the wilderness, he would have an inexplicable fear, and he would often have the illusion that he was the only one left in the world, with no food, no place to live, cold, fatigue, and no idea of the end.
Where there is only helpless confusion.
And now, this feeling enveloped him again.
In fact, this is not the front line, it is still hundreds of kilometers away from the area where the Scorpion of Disaster often operates.
Juan's mission is to prevent the small team of Scorpions of Disaster warriors from infiltrating in a roundabout way and entering the family territory to cause damage.
Although infiltrating from here will only lead to a dead end, the suicide attacks of the Scorpion of Disaster cultivator unit are already very famous, so it is not surprising to encounter a suicide squad.
It was still cold, wet and very uncomfortable.
Just when Juan was thinking wildly, the cigarette in his hand suddenly went out.
Just when he was about to curse, he felt something and turned back suddenly.
Behind him, stood quietly a girl with black hair and black eyes, a slightly round face, delicate and fair, and her eyes were confused, looking at Juan in confusion.
She was wearing a long black dress, the hem of which was torn into pieces of rags, revealing two round and white thighs.
She is unusually beautiful, but also at a loss, like a girl who can no longer find her home after the world is destroyed.
But what her beauty brought to Juan was not pleasure or desire, but bottomless fear.
"You" Juan wanted to ask her who she was, but the next words were all choked in his throat.
He watched helplessly as the girl's hand slowly stretched out, grasped his neck, and then twisted it casually.
Immediately, Juan felt that his body became very, very light, so light that he could not feel the weight at all.
From beginning to end, he could not control his body and could only experience the whole process of death clearly and completely.
Fortunately, darkness finally came, blurring Juan's last consciousness.
"The sixth lamb, the hunt is complete."
Pandora threw Juan's head into the backpack and carried it behind her back.
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It's a backpack, big and packed with stuff.
When Pandora carries it on her back, she looks like a girl who is still in middle school.
The girl carrying the backpack turned around and walked deep into the Arthur family territory.
In the bleak wilderness, her figure made people feel indescribably desolate and cold.
A few minutes later, the followers, who had never received new orders, came to the place where Juan was resting, and only saw his headless body.
Despite several efforts, the followers were unable to find any clues at the scene.
The absence of one Juan will have no impact on the situation in the northwest.
Not to mention one Juan, but dozens of Juans, the Arthur family can afford to lose.
On the front line facing the Scorpion of Disaster, the width of the stretched front exceeds 200 kilometers.
The Arthur family has deployed more than 20 warning posts on this front line.
The main purpose is to detect the invading troops of the Scorpion of Disaster in advance and annihilate them with the main force gathered behind the warning line.
In turbulent times, the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers increased dozens or even hundreds of times, but the total number of troops was very limited.
The old era's continuous closed positional warfare method has become obsolete.
Sitting on the front line is Borriello Arthur, the contemporary patriarch of the Arthur family.
After O'Brien disappeared, he had to put aside his leisurely pastoral life, put on armor again, reorganize his army, resist powerful enemies externally, and defend himself internally from allied forces.
As a figure of the older generation, Borriello does not have the amazing talents of the younger generation of the family, nor the overwhelming force, but he has always been praised for his grasp of the family's industrial management and strategic direction.
Just one year later, Borriello has become visibly older.
The generals and assistants around him all knew the reason, and they were careful not to touch it.
He still stood as tall and straight as a soldier, and his voice when inspecting the troops was sonorous and powerful.
Although the army of trainees of the Scorpion of Disaster often came like a tide, they would always be smashed to pieces in front of him.
The battle situation is both satisfying and unsatisfying.
If O'Brien were here, he would probably continue to annihilate a large number of Scorpion of Disaster troops in mobile battles.
Even the Scorpion of Disaster, which mainly focuses on cultivating people, would not be able to withstand the continuous blood loss.
And if it were commanded by Persephone, perhaps the family's army would have already stepped into the Scorpion's Nest.
Lost Persephone, and O'Brien.
But the disappearance of two geniuses, brother and sister, at the same time was the heaviest blow the Arthur family had suffered in the past twenty years.
Not only Borriello is missing them, but also many generals of the Arthur family, and even the heirs who have continued to advance in the succession, also hope to get news about them one day.
The children of these big families have received strict training since childhood and have long known that the situation is dangerous.
Now the position of the head of the family is like a crater.
If you don't have the skills, even if you sit on it, you will only end up being burned to ashes.
In contrast, they hope to have a strong figure in charge to lead the entire family through the war safely and grow stronger.
At this moment, Borriello, wearing heavy armor, appeared at a guard post, staring into the distance with eagle-like eyes.
This post was originally manned by ten soldiers, equipped with light and heavy firepower and two motorized off-road vehicles.
And now, a hundred of the most elite warriors were lurking in the ruins behind the outpost, each possessing at least multiple third-level abilities.
There were also twenty ability users in the family who had reached level 5 or above in martial arts.
More than fifty heavy artillery pieces were deployed more than ten kilometers away.
This is the best way to deal with cheap training troops.
Various intelligence shows that the Scorpion of Disaster will launch an important offensive in this direction.
After receiving the news, Borriello prepared to fight an ambush and annihilate the Scorpion's attacking troops in one fell swoop.
As dusk grew darker, smoke and dust began to appear on the horizon at the end of the sight, and the earth began to tremble slightly, with a faint roar like thunder before a storm.
Two vague figures emerged from the darkness like ghosts, rushed to Borriello, half-knelt on the ground, and said: "Master, we have found out that the troops in front are the troops trained by the Scorpion of Disaster, a total of 996 people. , equipped with 50 armored vehicles, 15 main battle vehicles, 25 large mechas, and 10 self-propelled artillery.
There are 20 third-level commanders, 5 second-level commanders, and one first-level commander.”
Borriello nodded and signaled the two scouts to step back.
Although the Scorpion of Disaster's attack force was large in size this time, it was still smaller than he expected.
When they enter the range, after several rounds of heavy artillery bombardment, the casualties will exceed one-third.
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At that time, the greater threats were the second-level commanders with fifth-level abilities and the first-level commanders with seventh-level abilities.
However, in the past few months, the frequency and intensity of the Scorpion of Disaster's attacks have dropped a lot.
Could it be that their logistics have finally failed to keep up?
Borriello thought and observed.
The vanguard of the Scorpions of Disaster has already entered the range of the heavy artillery.
Only when their rearguard is fully within range will it be a favorable opportunity to launch an attack.
Heavy artillery cannot destroy commanders, and it is difficult to destroy mechas and tanks, but armored personnel carriers, artillery and trained soldiers cannot escape disaster.
Cultivating too many human warriors reduces their numerical advantage and makes the battle much easier.
Borriello is not a risk-taker, preferring to settle for certain, limited victories.
However, before Borriello could give the order, an armored vehicle in the attack formation of the Scorpion of Disaster that was vaguely visible in the distance suddenly stopped, and then a bright orange fireball rose into the air, gradually turning into thick black smoke and turning into a ball of fire.
A small mushroom cloud rises into the sky
Borriello's expression changed, and he subconsciously wanted to ask who was firing randomly, but he immediately realized that he had not heard the sharp whistle of the heavy artillery shells as they flew through the air.
It seems that it is not that his subordinates disobey orders, but that a third party force has entered the battlefield.
On the flanks of the Scorpion of Disaster, two figures emerged from behind the ruins.
They turned out to be Elena and O'Brien.
The two people were covered with light curtains, which obviously integrated multiple attributes of the protective force field.
"The Scorpion of Disaster's troops are not very strong.
Do you want to clean them up?"
Elena asked, actually looking very docile.
O'Brien put his hands together and pushed towards a mecha that had just turned around.
The temperature that instantly increased detonated the ammunition inside the mecha, and another ball of fire shot into the sky.
After answering Elena's question with action, O'Brien Beilein smiled and said, "Clean them all.
My family's army is on the opposite side, and heavy artillery shells are very expensive."
"Yeah, okay."
Elena replied meekly, waving her right hand, and following Su Zhang's five fingers, a fire cloud with a radius of more than ten meters was generated out of thin air, sweeping forward at an astonishing speed, and in an instant It floated over a hundred meters.
The fire cloud passed by, and the training soldiers turned into torches in an instant, and the armored personnel carriers exploded one by one.
Only the mechas and tanks were safe.
Elena was stunningly beautiful, but she had already claimed nearly a hundred lives with a wave of her hand, and her lethality was even several times that of the already terrifying O'Brien.
Two pleasing-looking killing machines move forward side by side, like life harvesters sweeping through the battle formation of the Scorpion of Disaster.
Two huge gaps were plowed out in the originally tight battle formation
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