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People often regret when something happens. Just like before the stock market crashed, they never believed that there would be such a day and that they would be able to run away in advance. No matter how many times they have made the same mistake before, it is the same.
Conflicts, negotiations, fighting, racking their brains, and finally discovered that their enemies were not each other. The real fatal threat still came from an alien planet. However, the recent comfort seemed to make everyone forget that they were in danger. .
Urgent meetings and information blockade have become a joke. In addition to reflecting the camp¡¯s inefficiency in responding to crises, it also delays the best opportunity to escape.
It¡¯s too late to regret it now.
There is a towering giant like a building, carrying a rusty giant sword. Even just standing in front of it can make people wet their crotches.
Only some people in the army knew that when it was released from the coffin and climbed out of the huge cave, many people thought they saw the devil emerging from hell.
It exudes a rotten smell, and its skin is like moldy black bread, rotten and rotten, with no intact part. When it exerts force, the smelly skin splits into huge tears, and the rotten skin becomes warped. It stood up, revealing the black rotten flesh inside which was even more rotten and as if infested with maggots.
In order to stop it, the troops on the ground raised their muzzles on tanks, and heavy machine guns were lined up in a row, spraying dense tongues of flames. Even anti-aircraft machine guns were used, and regiments of heavy howitzers were also used. During the fierce firing, countless bullets were flying over the jungle in the early morning, and countless artillery shells were roaring, but their target was only one, the giant who was more than 60 meters tall.
Heavy snipers tried to send exploding bullets into its heart or head; tank gunners tried to break its giant legs to force it to fall down or retreat; ordinary soldiers were densely covered on the ground like ants, pouring down Hold the bullet.
No matter how many complaints there are about the superiors, no matter how unfair the promotion is, no matter how much the materials promised to be distributed are withheld, at this moment, they are just a soldier, and the duty and instinct of a soldier is to pick up the gun in his hand, and Various weapons, fight back!
Maybe they don¡¯t want to act as cannon fodder and strangle Americans, maybe they also flirt with girls, show off in various ways, and make outrageous remarks while drinking. Maybe many people peed their pants and immediately became confused and even threw away their weapons and ran away, but When the cannons rang out, when the gunshots rang out, and the shouts of comrades-in-arms rang out, countless soldiers and officers still rushed to the front line, as if responding to the sounds of the struggling guns and cannons, responding to the shouts of their comrades-in-arms, just because they He is a soldier, a soldier.
Behind them is their home, in front of them are their comrades, and there is still a trace of blood in their bodies!
The glory of the nation, the prosperity of the country, the profound sense of historical honor These false and empty words are all bullshit at this moment. The soldiers who rushed out to resist only knew that if they also retreated or ran away, they would be unarmed behind them. What can your relatives do to resist this huge devil from hell! ?
We can only let it ravage us!
But they didn¡¯t know that behind the camp, rows of helicopters that were supposed to go to the battlefield were filled with panicked top brass, frantically preparing to take off and escape from the camp
The troll will eat anything, from a dog to a cow, from a person to a tree, everything caught in its giant hands will be sent into its huge mouth, and no one will be spared.
The place it passed through was almost a piece of bare land, with not a single blade of grass left.
But the countless bullets that drew countless lines of fire in the air could not stop it. Even the powerful high-explosive shells quickly dissolved and disappeared after piercing into its rotten skin.
It seems that every time you hit it, it becomes more powerful.
Tanks and armored vehicles were tossed around like toys in front of it. Drivers and gunners screamed and jumped out of the tank flying in the air, floating here and there like fallen leaves, but without parachutes.
¡°More people were crushed to death by those giant hands, their flesh, flesh and internal organs falling to pieces like things in a pool in a slaughterhouse.
The giant devil barely used any force to make a decent impact, and the defense lines concentrated into strong firepower positions were trampled to pieces. Many soldiers held their heads and fled in pain from its giant feet falling from the sky. The person who was stepped on, after the next moment it removed the sole of its foot, had become a piece of meat, sticking tightly to the bottom of the giant foot pit.
Even so, it didn¡¯t let go. It would often bend down, pick up the shapeless human-shaped meatloaf that was only connected by muscles, and put it into its mouth.He said strangely: "Look, there seems to be someone there."
There, on the slope that cut off the horizontal line of sight, a broken flag gradually rose from the other side of the slope. After a moment, the figure of a knight appeared in sight holding a battle flag that was pulled in the wind.
Zheng Youting suddenly seemed to remember something. He stood up straight and looked along the girl's tender fingertips. He saw the knight reining in his horse and spinning it.
At this moment, Zheng Youting was extremely nervous. Is it reinforcements? Is it reinforcements? ? Is it the legendary Night Cavalry, or that person?
He almost shouted loudly in his heart, it must be, it must be!
Not only him, but everyone around him stared closely at the knight who was reining in the panting horse. In their eyes, the heroic spinning horse became as long as a century, as if the next moment, It will turn around and go away.
Are they reinforcements? Don¡¯t leave! Don't leave!
Even Secretary Wang was praying like tears, as if he had grasped the last straw to save his life, and the giant was only a few steps away!
The gyration was so long that the first people who discovered it held their breath, leaving only their hearts vibrating with the giant's footsteps.
Turn, turn, turn, not gone yet, still turning!
Zheng Youting clenched his hands so tightly that his nails were deeply embedded in his flesh. He was so afraid of pain that he couldn't feel any pain at all! His whole body was as nervous as a taut rubber band, and his eyes were fixed on the knight without daring to move, as if he was afraid that if he moved even a little bit, he would scare him away.
Turn, turn, turn, turn around! Turned around! It's not gone! Really not leaving!
Zheng Youting almost shouted nervously, and Secretary Wang next to him was even more unbearable, his whole body was trembling slightly. Everyone knew that those who dared to come to the rescue at this moment must be confident people, otherwise who would be willing to come To die?
Is there really still hope? Is there really any more?
Zheng Youting glanced back. Secretary Wang and the big boss were all looking closely at the knight who spun around. Even the beautiful girl covered her mouth.
Everyone is looking forward to it! So much so that my heart was trembling.
But, why doesn¡¯t it rush down?
The glimmer of hope that had just risen suddenly returned to the edge of the cliff, hanging in mid-air nervously, praying over and over again, even begging and pleading
It¡¯s over, it hasn¡¯t moved, it¡¯s still there, it must be just for a look, it¡¯s over, it¡¯s over, everything is over!
When Zheng Youting, like everyone else, had only one thought left in his mind, suddenly, a low whimpering, but with a heavy and murderous sound of the conch sound came slowly¡ª¡ª
The first sound is low, the second is long, followed by two rapid sounds, and the last sound is long and long, distant and killing, as if the war drum from ancient times is beating people's hearts, riding on the long wind, stirring up !
Zheng Youping's breathing stagnated. An official, already holding a telescope, shouted excitedly: "It's blowing the trumpet, it's blowing the trumpet! It's not leaving!"
The low, melodious and killing sound of the trumpet rang out, sweeping across the entire hell-like slaughterhouse, striking into people's hearts. More and more people noticed the knight who blew the war trumpet over and over again, and countless pairs of eyes were fixed there.
The next moment, countless people collapsed on the ground, even with tears in their eyes¡ª¡ª
On the horizontal line at the top of the slope, amid the melodious sound of trumpets, heavy armored cavalry rushed out one after another. Their cloaks and robes rolled up and down as they ran, and their battle flags pointed directly at the giants!
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??Okay, the next chapter is the legendary climax.
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