The northern wasteland of the empire is an endless barren land with dead bones covering one-third of the land.
Hungry hunting birds hung low in the dead wilderness.
They used their sharp claws and sharp beaks to peck at the broken corpses on the ground.
A hungry falcon, covered with tumors, finally had the right to feast on the corpse at its feet after defeating its many opponents.
An Imperial warrior buried under numerous insect corpses.
The falcon let out an unpleasant scream and could no longer suppress the hunger in its belly.
It crazily stuffed food into the stomach band that had not eaten for many days.
However, the overly focused Falcon had just entered the Taotie when a sharp hooked tail pierced deeply into its body, entering through the sarcoma that had been devastated by pollution, and came out with stinking pus and blood.
The Falcon's life came to an end in an instant.
On top of the pile of corpses, a high-level lurker that still had a trace of breath was swallowing the flesh and blood of the dead falcon.
As long as it could get enough food, it still had hope of living.
But at this moment, a bright blue light suddenly shone, and the head of the lurker immediately flew high, and the pale green body fluids splashed everywhere.
A pair of heavy military boots stepped on the lurker's body, crushing all its organs.
"Inform us, the three companies and one battalion will be wiped out."
The owner of the military boots gently closed the eyelids of the dead soldier in the pile of corpses, his tone full of painful repression.
"Company Commander" The owner of the military boots turned around and patted the young soldier's shoulder heavily, "I'm fine."
After saying this, he lowered his head and walked back.
The young warrior looked mindlessly at the endless battlefield.
It had been some days since he came here, but every time he set foot on this area where death was everywhere, he felt a sense of insignificance from the depths of his heart.
And despair always makes him unable to breathe.
This is the northern wilderness of the empire.
The place closest to the sea is the cradle of the empire's strongest warriors, and it is also the cruelest abyss of hell.
Along this long coastline, lives are lost every moment.
The dead have no time to leave their last words, and the living have no time to remember the dead.
With sufficient supply of marine resources, massive Zergs no longer attack the fragile coastline all the time.
Fighting, endless fighting, the battle here is over, and the battle on the other side has just begun.
How can a small self change anything?
The young people who came to the Northern Wilderness with passion and longing for the future no longer think about this issue all the time.
Mortals are insignificant in his eyes because he is a reformer.
But when facing the endless tide of insects.
He is insignificant because he is just a humble reformer.
But he must take up arms.
The young warrior could not imagine how his relatives would suffer if these terrible zerg were allowed to rush inland.
But this place is indeed a paradise rich in strong men.
Excellent warriors will stand out every moment.
Under the most brutal battlefield waves, all that can be left behind is the most dazzling gold.
The young soldier was one of them.
It only took him two battles to prove his strength, and he successfully became a regular soldier of the first company in Area C from the reserve force.
He should be proud, because compared with those of his peers.
He was already walking in front, but when a vague purple-tinged figure suddenly appeared in his mind, he shook his head bitterly.
How many talented heroes rushed here one after another.
Just to witness the stunning beauty of the flower on the other side when it blooms.
Yes, she is the goddess in the hearts of the Northern Wilderness warriors.
She is the most dazzling hope for all the soldiers in the desperate situation of the Northern Wilderness.
Countless people came one after another just to prove themselves to her, but when they tried their best to become an official warrior in the Northern Wilderness, and witnessed the flower of the other side in full bloom from a distance, they realized deeply that the huge gap was as big as the sky. , is a gap that they will never cross in their lifetime.
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The young warrior subconsciously looked to the far end, to the front of the long coastline.
The place where the black clouds and wild waves surge the most is Area A.
The most brutal front line of the Northern Wilderness Front A huge city, an iron-blooded city that can't be seen to the edge at a glance.
This is the center of the Northern Wilderness battlefield, a place where countless heroes and killings were born.
The towering city walls can be seen at a glance.
The rough walls have become mottled and old after countless battles.
The bright red blood of humans and the bright colors of Zerg The green body fluids mixed together, giving the entire city wall a cruel and bloody beauty.
Thick and low-hanging black clouds pressed down on everyone's heads like an iron curtain.
The strong wind whipped up furious waves and crashed on the fragmented beach.
Countless alien zerg, but more ferocious than the mad wolves, charged up.
Under the wave of the tide.
Driven by force, they leap high like cannonballs.
The hoarse roar of "Prepare to fire" came from the chest of a colonel.
Following his order, the countless long-barreled artillery with black holes in the corner of the rusty city wall simultaneously let out an earth-shattering roar.
Boom boom boom boom Continuous artillery bombardment hit the broken beach, countless body parts and fragments splashed everywhere, and the bright green body fluids almost dyed the entire sea into emerald green, but this still could not stop the desperate impact of the Zerg.
"Hiss" A sharp and angry roar suddenly came from the depths of the sea, and penetrated the entire battlefield in an instant.
Unlike the suddenly excited Zerg, the faces of the soldiers on the city wall were clouded.
"It's coming," the colonel who gave the order said to himself, looking unblinkingly at the depths of the sea, the giant vortex composed of countless cascading waves.
"Sir," the gunner licked his lips dryly, "The temperature of the gun barrel has reached the critical level."
"Fart!"
the colonel suddenly shouted loudly, "Even if you hit the barrel, you have to hold it down for me.
If you don't have shells, use a gun.
If you don't have bullets, use a sword.
I don't care what method you use, but you must hold it down for me."
"come down" The colonel's roar left all the soldiers speechless.
This battle had been going on for too long, and they had not been able to rest for too long.
This time the insect swarm was unexpectedly terrifying and had completely reached the level of a red-level insect swarm.
To a certain extent, all war zones are in a tight situation, and logistical supplies are completely unavailable.
The high temperature of the gun barrels is just a gentle excuse for the soldiers.
In fact, they have already emptied all the stock of artillery shells.
"Why are you still standing there?
If it weren't for you trash, how could I have been seriously injured?
You still call yourself an elite.
I think you are just a bunch of rubbish, rubbish."
The colonel's mood fluctuated violently, but in the face of his accusation, All the gunners lowered their heads in guilt.
Indeed, if it had not been their mistake, that gentleman would not have gone to the battlefield in person, and would not have been attacked by several lurkers waiting for an opportunity.
Although the master finally killed the powerful enemy, he was also seriously injured.
The soldiers couldn't help but look at the top of this iron-blooded city, where countless Zerg heads were hung.
Four fresh lurker heads still dripping with body fluids were hung at the front.
These were trophies, belonging to the one who had been killed by all the North.
The wild warrior admires and admires the flower of the other shore.
The strong wind roared by at this time, driving the fresh heads to roll and entangle, interpreting the cruel and incomplete beauty.
In the endless darkness under the head, a light figure suddenly shattered the silent darkness.
Even the strong wind seemed to be afraid of her, and the tangled insect head slowly stopped.
Her steps were light but heavy.
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A huge heavy sword that exceeded her height was dragged behind her.
No, that was not a heavy sword, but a huge jointed limb taken from an unknown Zerg.
A faint light struggled to penetrate the dense insect skulls and gently spread into the thick darkness, illuminating the countless warriors prostrate on the ground on both sides of the road.
Their bodies are so close to the ground, and their expressions are so fanatical and crazy.
No one will question their piety.
They can live for the people in front of them, and they can also die for the people in front of them.
"Sir, please let me go."
The young warrior could no longer restrain his inner impulse and shouted with all his strength.
But even though he was screaming like this, his head was still close to the ground.
The lithe figure gasped slightly, and there was a trace of unconcealable exhaustion in the breath, as well as a slight pain.
"Guarding Beicheng, this is your mission."
The orchid-like voice in the empty valley is incompatible with the cruel and bloody environment around it, but it is strangely unified.
"But my lord, your injury" "Guarding Beicheng, this is your mission."
Youlan's voice repeated slowly, without any change from context to tone.
"The man in the picture is not afraid of death, the man in the picture is willing to die for the man in the picture."
After this person shouted, the people who were originally silent and crawling on both sides were ignited at the same time.
"The man in the picture is not afraid of death.
The man in the picture is willing to die for the man in the picture."
The deafening roar echoed endlessly in the passage.
The kind of piety that comes from within is really crazy enough to die for.
Countless insect heads seemed to be panicked by this belief, and they kept trembling with the wind. whimper.
The light figure finally stepped out of the darkness, and the sunlight bathed every inch of her skin.
She gently stretched out her jade-like hands, gently soothing the constantly beating insect head, which was a fresh The head of the lurker, eight marks, purple.
Just like the crystal purple of her eyes under the sun.
"Guarding Beicheng, this is your mission
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