Data Wasteland

In the icy and humid morning fog, a new day has come to White Tiger City.

Soldiers resting on their heads were scattered all over the city walls, and their helmets and body armor were covered with drops of water. The flag was wet and hung upside down on the flagpole, looking dilapidated and depressed.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the mist under the city gradually dissipated, revealing the scarred battlefield.

The ditch was full of corpses, their skin oozing white. Some of the internal organs were exposed, washed white by the rain, and the stomach was churning.

The ground was muddy, and the sewage was mixed with coagulated blood clots, minced meat and organs. It was impossible to tell whether it was mud or body tissue. The picture was terrible.

It rained suddenly late last night, making the already dire situation even more difficult.

Alone, with heavy casualties, out of ammunition and food, and without reinforcements, coupled with this bad weather, the morale of the defenders fell to the freezing point, and there may only be a tentative attack before they collapse.

Fortunately, it was winter, and it rained again in the second half of the night, and the body had not stinked, otherwise the defenders would have collapsed before dawn.

But the strong **** smell was not diluted by the rain, but became more intense and disgusting.

The breath of despair permeated the sky above the whole city, everyone was listless, standing on the street like a walking corpse, staring blankly at the sky, as silent as death.

"My subjects..."

"My brothers and sisters, my fellow countrymen..."

"I am the Lord of Tezera, the guardian of the southern gate of the kingdom, Nangong Xuanwu!"

In the silence of Wan Lai, a solemn and calm voice came from the radio.

"Today, will eventually become history..."

"We were born in the most powerful kingdom in the world, with innate nobility and bravery."

"When we go out and foreigners see us, they'll say, hey, that's a Red Country man, be careful! Red Country people are very good, don't provoke them!"

"Yes, wherever we go, we will enjoy the awe of the world."

"I am very proud to be a Red Country."

"But we all know that there is no respect and fear in this world for no reason."

"This honor was earned by our ancestors with their blood, tears and courage!"

The solemn and calm voice paused, "Yes, we can choose today..."

"Choose to escape, or choose to stay."

"But please remember that behind you is your homeland, your relatives, your friends, and the glory that comes from blood and fire!"

"Stay, maybe die here, let that day come sooner..."

"No one can live forever, and the destination of life is always the grave."

"But at least we'll be part of the kingdom's glory."

"Let the group of sand dogs in front of you, let the human beings all over the world..."

"Let them understand who is the real powerhouse!"

"Today, we will eventually become history!"

The low and powerful voice and the speech full of life and death pride rekindled the fighting spirit of the soldiers and people of Baihu City.

The people shouted loudly, long live the kingdom, long live Tezera!

At the same time, in the most luxurious military tent in the Saudi army, eight Saudi generals stood in two rows in front of the Great Chief.

The Great Chief's face was ashen, and he said solemnly, "Assodoro!"

"I'm here!" The brawny man with a naked upper body and hideous scars on his chest knelt down and responded loudly.

"Civadoro!" The Great Chief called again. "I'm here!" The middle-aged man with colorful feathers on the white cloth cap and a large sapphire in the middle knelt down and responded loudly.

"I, Saladin IX, in the name of the **** of Set, and in the name of the great chief of the United Kingdom of Gratam, order you!"

"In one day, win the White Tiger City!"

"Yes!" The two generals responded in unison.

The Great Chief looked stern and said word by word, "My patience is exhausted!"

"If you can't win the White Tiger City today, you don't have to come back!"

The defeat on the first day made Saladin IX furious. According to the original plan, Tezera, who lost the National Protector Army, was like a tiger without teeth, only to be slaughtered.

Unexpectedly, Tezera blocked five attacks abruptly, costing Saudi Arabia millions of casualties.

In a rage, Saladin IX sent the red scorpions and carrion birds among the eight major legions of the sand kingdom to take the White Tiger City in one fell swoop.

"Scorpion King" Asedoro and "Death God" Sivadro, the two legends of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia fought together, heralding the final and cruelest stage of the war.

Shortly after dawn, in the white fog in the distance, a tall, mirage-like giant figure appeared.

Through the layers of fog, you can see a huge mummy covered in bandages.

The mummy wore a jeweled crown on its head. Sparkling gems, golden crowns contrasted with rotting bandages.

I saw the huge mummy slowly turn around and face the tall and magnificent White Tiger City. Two groups of green flames ignited in the deep and dark eye sockets.

His shoulders drooped slightly, and two airflows spewed from his nostrils, as if he was emptying his lungs, and then he suddenly raised his chest, and the powerful airflow rolled up and rushed towards his nose and mouth.

The ribcage expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then opened the decayed mouth and spurted violently!

In an instant, countless black particles spewed out of his mouth. Looking at it, it turned out to be a black bug the size of a thumb!

The insects turned into black mist and flew towards the White Tiger City.

The defenders on the city wall stared blankly at the huge shadow in the fog, but did not notice the approach of the black fog. It wasn't until the swarm flew overhead that a dense hum was heard.

"What!" "Like a bug!"

"Ah!" "Be careful, this thing will bite!"

At first, the soldiers didn't care. But it didn't take long for someone to have a poisoning reaction.

From the bite to the body gradually green, followed by vomiting, diarrhea, high fever, and confusion. The omnipotent antidote was poured down, but it didn't work at all.

"It's a bug!" "Be careful not to get bitten!"

However, more and more bugs were gathered, and even the torches were unable to drive them away.

The commander on the city wall realized that the source of the flying insects was the huge figure in the mist, and immediately ordered the flying troops to attack.

"The first, second, and third air force units, all take off, the target is a huge unknown object in the fog!"

With the commander's order, thousands of small floating gunboats flew into the air at the airport in the city.

The cockpit of this type of floating gunship is comparable to that of a medium-sized minibus. It can carry a medium-caliber artillery gun or two heavy machine guns, and eight to ten operators. The combat capability is comparable to that of the helicopter before the cataclysm.

In contrast, the floating gunship has a higher load capacity, thicker armor, and is cheaper to build, but its flight speed and flexibility are slightly lower than that of a helicopter.

A few minutes later, the Air Force completed liftoff. Thousands of floating airships cast dense shadows on the ground, turned their propellers rapidly, and flew towards the huge unknown object in the fog. "Target found!"

"The target is suspected to be the super royal spirit of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, the false **** Osiris!"

"Whatever it is, load the cannonball and hit me!"

"It's a little strange, why are there no regular troops near the Super Royal Spirit?"

"No, no!" "Wait, don't fire!"

Before the commander could call for a stop, all the airships in place had already fired collectively.

In an instant, the sound of guns resounded throughout the world, and countless shells and large-caliber machine gun bullets shot at the huge mummy on the ground.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

Cannonballs and bullets pierced through the bandages and into the mummy's bulky, clumsy body.

The khaki smoke leaked from the wound, filling the sky and earth under the frenzied shooting.

"Cough cough!"

The soldiers who inhaled the smoke coughed violently, and their lungs seemed to be burning with flames, as if swallowing red-hot coals, causing severe pain.

"Cough cough cough cough!"

The coughs got worse and worse, and some even started coughing up blood.

"Careful, soot, soot is poisonous!"

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

When the Tezera Air Force found Ni Tuan and turned around to escape the gas field, it was more than half damaged.

Thousands of floating airships lost their pilots, floating in the air like kites with broken strings, flying to unknown distances.

Nangong Xuanwu, who rushed to the city wall to check the situation, saw the huge figure in the mist in the distance at a glance, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he recognized the other party!

False god, Osiris!

It belongs to the legend of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, the super royal spirit of "Death" Civaradoro.

Quietly, a black bug flew behind Nangong Xuanwu's head, revealing sharp mouthparts, and swooped on it.

"Clap!"

There was a flash of lightning, and the black bug hit the blue light film and instantly turned to ashes.

Nangong Xuanwu looked behind him, and countless soldiers rushed to avoid the bites of insects.

He knew that it was time to take action.

In the blink of an eye, a huge figure descended from the sky, and an incomparably fierce aura swept across the world.

A giant silver-grey beast stood up slowly, and its huge body covered the clouds and the sun, causing people to stop breathing.

The gray-white hair shone with silver in the morning light, and the strong muscles were like giant rocks.

The giant beast has green face and fangs, with a ferocious face, and two pairs of claws are sharp and long, full of ferocious power. Although his back was hunched and he looked like a hunchbacked monster, his body was extremely huge, even taller than the mirage-like figure in the fog in the distance.

"Long live Tezera!" "Long live the Grand Duke of Zhennan!"

The soldiers and civilians on the city walls cheered.

That is Tezera's **** of the state, the Behemoth!

"Roar!"

Only heard a roar, eardrum buzzing, Behemoth leaped hundreds of meters, and rushed towards the tall figure in the mist.

The battle of legends is about to start!

At the same time, figures stood up on the city wall, and countless space cracks were born.

Countless imperial spirits came out of the cracks, there were mechanical demons with missing arms and legs, flashing arcs, exposed parts, undead with broken armor, dragging broken swords, ferocious beasts with broken skin and flesh, limping beasts, and neighing. Constant, staggering, broken-winged raptor.

Even if they are wounded and have reached the end of the battle, they must follow their king.