Under high-speed movement, the command vehicle inevitably bumped violently, and the fat on the generalissimo's body kept colliding with the vehicle walls and even instruments.
As a result of long-term crazy indulgence, Diast's abilities have deteriorated again, and they are no longer much stronger than the lowest level of ability users.
The long journey made his stomach churn, trying to push out the dry military rations that tasted like paraffin.
The collision with the walls and instruments also caused pain all over his body, so painful that it felt like his flesh was splitting.
Diaste cursed everything he could think of while staring at the big screen in front of him.
From time to time he would grab the cup of hot chocolate and take a sip to suppress his stomach that was always restless.
He wears a special helmet and is connected to a microchip implanted in his brain, allowing him to issue orders to the level of each team without using his hands.
Surrounding the speeding command vehicle were hundreds of combat vehicles of various types, from tracked main battle vehicles to load-bearing off-road trailers towing huge combat robots, forming a torrent of steel rolling forward.
This was a rare and spectacular sight in turbulent times.
All the armed refugees they saw were running around, and the stray bullets flying overhead kept reminding them that running slowly would not be fun.
On both sides of the torrent of steel, there were a dozen wheeled high-speed off-road vehicles on each side, dragging smoke and dust behind them.
The two large-caliber cannons mounted on the roof roared from time to time, tearing apart all living things in sight. .
Those unfortunate enough to appear on the path of the convoy were either shot down by bullets or crushed to death by the tracks.
This is a huge mobile force, with intensive firepower and as many as twenty first-level commanders, a force that no one can underestimate.
Even in the Blood Parliament, even the direct troops of General Ludendorff would not choose to confront this force head-on.
However, Diaste did not invest this force that could determine the situation on the regional battlefield into the Eastern Front.
Instead, he rushed west to support the Western Front units that had already set off for a long time.
Although Diaste lost his power, he was not stupid.
Instead, he was a very clever strategist.
On the surface, the defense of the Blood Parliament on the Eastern Front, which is caught in a civil war, is very weak.
A ferocious assault can tear this line of defense apart.
However, the problem is that after the breakthrough, Diast does not believe in the high-level abilities of the Blood Parliament.
The enemy will sit back and watch this force penetrate deep into the hinterland.
Although the West is desolate, it has no established forces and will not encounter much resistance.
Moreover, the forward troops have already discovered a relatively prosperous and developed area after crossing the Great Lakes Region.
It is said that this force is composed of three large cities, with a large population and a complete industrial system.
Population and industry are Diaste’s keywords.
And this force seems to have no real high-end ability users.
Diaste continued to send detachment-level troops to the Western Front, gradually increasing the pressure on this force to test its strength and bottom line.
But the test had no real results yet.
Regardless of the fact that the real main force was still being produced in the factory, he couldn't wait to lead the troops that had already been produced and marched towards the West District.
He doesn't have that much time to wait for the production of troops to be completed, and although the training commander is very capable, the brain generated from the training tank and the knowledge directly burned into it cannot be compared with real wisdom and experience.
For example, a small war on the Western Front could be messed up by a trained commander.
Diaste called up a video.
The picture was blurry and shaking violently, and there were violent explosions in the background.
Fire and smoke filled the air, and off-road combat vehicles and armored personnel carriers could be seen racing back and forth, while training soldiers continued to fire.
An off-road vehicle suddenly burst out of the smoke.
The front of the vehicle suddenly separated from the rear.
It rolled a few times and then began to explode violently, while the rear body flew into the sky.
The cut that separates the front and rear body is straight and smooth, as if it had been cut.
A slim figure rushed out of the smoke with a body full of wind and fire, like a cheetah rushing into the middle of a group of cultivating warriors, and then a circle of swords, bright as lightning, suddenly swept across the bodies of many cultivating warriors.
A knife flashed by, and she didn't stop at all.
She reached the center of the picture with a few leaps.
She jumped high and raised the astonishing long knife above her head.
At that moment, she paused in the air for a moment, as if the picture was here. freeze frame.
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The next moment, the white sword light fell down like a waterfall, and the scene was filled with snowflakes, and then there was complete darkness.
Diaste has watched this short video countless times.
Every time he watches it, the strong visual impact still makes him unable to breathe for a long time.
After a long time, he exhaled heavily, feeling a little dizzy, so he took another big sip of chocolate to replenish his body with some energy.
The screen began to slowly fall back, stopping at the moment when she stepped forward, bowed, and swept across with her sword.
Looking at those firm eyes, the burning chestnut short hair, and the powerful and curvaceous body, Diast's face slowly turned red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "This is a girl."
It was this bitch who wiped out seven of the westward marching detachments in an organized manner, and she killed countless scattered soldiers.
The latest data analysis shows that she only has a sixth-level ability, and it is the result of improvement in battle.
However, nearly ten first-level commanders died in her hands, and no fewer than thirty second-level commanders who were equally capable as her died.
She and her long knife have become symbols of death.
Diaste has watched dozens of her videos, but still can't figure out why so many troops were destroyed in her hands.
Her sword skills are simple and refined, with only a few back and forth strokes, but they are unstoppable.
She is not made of steel, she will get tired and get injured, but every time she is in a desperate situation, her slim and slender body will always burst out with huge power, killing the last enemy with her sword.
Maybe Pandora would know the secret of her sword skills or abilities, but Diast would rather die than ten thousand training warriors than ask her.
When Pandora cut off her mother's head with her own hands, she was no longer his daughter, and he never wanted to be her father again.
Diaste rushed to the Western Front in a hurry, hoping to catch her with his own hands before the deadline, to catch this woman who made him think about her day and night, and to pour out the last flame of his life on her.
When the Day of Judgment arrives, he knows that his life will also end.
A red light suddenly lit up in the corner of the screen, catching Diast's attention.
This was an alert for an attack on the branch unit.
He opened the strategic map and immediately found that the location of the alert appeared at the forefront of the Western Front.
Diaste immediately enlarged the map, and the cursors representing each combat unit were displayed, even the training soldiers were displayed.
With just one glance, Diast knew that this was a standard combat team.
And from the speed and way the different cursors went out, he immediately knew that it was her again.
But this time it's not that simple.
Diaste took another look at the battlefield environment and troop distribution, and immediately smiled widely.
The combat team is struggling to withstand her attack.
If they continue to hold on for more than ten minutes, they will be completely destroyed.
However, a few kilometers away, two entire squadrons of soldiers were coming at full speed.
They were like a pair of iron pincers, clamping towards the target in the middle.
There are five first-level commanders and more than forty second- and third-level commanders in the three troops, and the proportion is much higher than the normal deployment.
Such power has formed an absolute suppression on her.
Diaste zoomed out the map and displayed all the troops in the surrounding areas.
He immediately discovered that all the first- and second-level commanders of the surrounding troops had been transferred, and only a few third-level commanders were holding on.
It turned out that the sudden team was actually a decoy.
Diaste once again called up the command authority list and found that all the authority of the troops in this area had been temporarily concentrated in the hands of a first-level commander.
It was he who decided on the tactics of luring the enemy and concentrating high-end combat power to encircle and annihilate the enemy.
It seemed that he was in the process of It worked.
Who said that all people who train are idiots with high intelligence?
At least this commander is an exception.
The smile on Diast's face froze and he fell into deep thought.
He was seriously thinking about whether he needed to use some means to make this first-level commander disappear permanently.
The Scorpion of Disaster's brain is enough, it doesn't need a second one.
At this time, the two sides who were risking their lives to fight on the battlefield did not know that there was already a pair of gloomy eyes staring at them.
Li put her hands under her ribs, pointing the blade of the long knife straight forward.
She suddenly shouted, and in a few strides she reached full speed, rushing towards a wheeled chariot.
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The forward muzzle of the chariot was facing her, and she could even faintly feel the cannonball through the muzzle.
There was a flash of light from the warhead.
The gunner in the tank looked at the sight in disbelief.
The cross-scope was perfectly placed between Li's eyebrows.
He pressed the gun button before he could even think about it.
A ball of flame erupted from the muzzle, but Li rose into the air lightly and passed over the chariot from above.
And the two-meter-long knife has been completely inserted into the main gun barrel at this moment.
The chariot shook for a moment, and then the turret suddenly spurted out a few strands of flames.
The top cover was blown open with a bang, spinning and rushing up to an altitude of tens of meters.
Li rolled continuously in the air and turned around when she landed.
She exerted her strength again, running like an agile cheetah, rushing to the burning chariot in an instant, reaching out to grasp the handle of the long knife exposed outside the barrel, and using the momentum to pull out the long knife.
Li landed, turned around, stood still, held the knife in both hands, tilted the blade to the ground, and stared coldly at the enemy who was dozens of times his size.
There is wind, fire, scorched earth and blood on the battlefield.
Her short flying hair is also like blood and fire.
A hail of large-caliber bullets flew in, causing dust to fly on the ground.
Li was no longer where she was, but a wisp of blood burst out in the air.
It wasn't until several training soldiers were chopped down that Li discovered another wound on her waist.
She didn't even have a bandage, she just rolled, dodged several bullets, and rushed towards an armored infantry fighting vehicle.
She had a vague feeling that this small group of Scorpions of Disaster was particularly difficult to deal with
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