Data Wasteland

"Report to the commander, each artillery unit consumed about 1.6 million high-explosive shells, about 300,000 incendiary shells, about 200,000 shells of other types, and annihilated about 2.3 million corpses!"

"The first report, the corpse tide has entered the observable range of the naked eye, about five kilometers away!"

"Emergency battle report, a golden glow is found in the southwest direction, it is suspected that there is a high-level corpse king!"

The front-line battle reports flew into the headquarters like snowflakes. As the commander-in-chief, Ricardo was very busy. In addition to talking to dozens of staff officers at the same time, he also constantly marked the map and issued new orders.

"Notify the front row artillery units to use armor-piercing shells for direct fire!"

"Assemble investigators to find out the nature and movements of the high-level Corpse King!"

"Notify the high-level fighters of all ministries to release the imperial spirit after the corpse tide has entered three kilometers!"

"Send a special person to request the six lords of the Red Dragon, Zilan Duke, Juqing Marquis, Hanling Marquis, Black Spear Marquis, and Chiyan Marquis to join the war!"

One after another order letters were passed to all parts of the battlefield along with the figures of the messengers.

At the same time, five kilometers away from the first line of defense of mankind, there is a **** scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The huge number of living corpses were crowded, shoulder to shoulder, moving forward in a black mass. The vague roars came and went, and at a glance, they were full of hideous and terrifying heads.

Their feet were piled high with the corpses of their companions, desperately crawling forward, squeezing.

The mountains piled up by the corpses stretched for thousands of meters, and the pus was flowing everywhere, and the stench was soaring to the sky.

The living corpses walked one after another, their feet with their deep bones exposed, stepping on the broken limbs and arms, and their black fingers pulled the rotten flesh and internal organs, advancing in the sea of ​​corpses.

Under the influence of the corpse virus, they are full of hunger and thirst for fresh flesh, and frantically flock to the city that is getting closer and closer.

Tens of thousands of artillery shells fell from the sky with a screeching whistle, and the corpses flickered in various places. The violent explosion set off a large piece of corpse.

Some of the shells exploded with large flames, and the flames formed by napalm burned on the living corpse, making a sizzling sound of frying.

The rotten smell of the corpse was mixed with the smell of burning, which was indescribably disgusting and unpleasant.

Round after round of shells fell, but there was no reduction in the number of living corpses. The torn gap was quickly filled with more living corpses, just making the mountain of corpses higher.

The living corpses moved one after the other, like a never-ending machine. Some living corpses were charred all over, but their movements were extremely agile. The char on the skin falls in the friction, revealing a metallic sheen.

There are also grades of living corpses, ordinary living corpses, elite-level iron corpses, guard-level mysterious corpses, lord-level corpse kings, and legendary-level golden corpse kings.

Cannonballs can only shred ordinary living corpses, and can only cause very little damage to iron corpses. It is like scratching against stronger mysterious corpses.

At this time, Chen Xing was observing the battlefield through the tactical satellite.

Seeing the sea of ​​blood and corpses that stretched for several kilometers, instead of feeling scared or disgusted, he was a little excited.

He was thinking about what to do with these corpses in the future.

As we all know, primary evolution potions and low-level psionic potions are extracted from the corpses of living corpses. To put it simply, living corpses are full of treasures, otherwise there would be no special "corpse merchants" and "wilderness corpse transport teams".

However, what Chen Xing was thinking about was not the corpse business, but how to transport these corpses to Orchid Town in a reasonable name as a food reserve for Suna's ant nest.

So many living corpses, enough to eat for hundreds of years!

The front is still fighting, and the later has already planned to divide the interests.

As time went by, the corpse tide approached the first line of defense at 3,000 meters. The artillery mechas in the front row adjusted their muzzles one after another and changed to horizontal shooting.

At the same time, the powerhouses scattered everywhere stood up one after another, condensed their spiritual energy, and summoned the siege spirit.

The cracks in time and space opened, and huge figures rose from the ground, hundreds of thousands, instantly forming a huge wall in front of the battlefield.

A vague roar sounded among the corpses, some of the living corpses stopped, raised their heads to inhale, their chests continued to bulge, and then suddenly opened their mouths, and a green liquid spurted out from the depths of their throats.

"Watch out for corpse poison!"

In an instant, countless foul-smelling venoms flew towards the human positions. Those huge siege spirits who were the first line of defense blocked most of them, but many still fell into the artillery positions.

The venom fell like raindrops. The soldiers hurriedly took out the gas masks and put them on. At the same time, they poured the antidote. Once they inhaled the corpse poison, they would suffer from dizziness, nausea, and vomiting.

In the satellite image, the Kuroshio is overwhelming, surging towards the human position.

"The corpse is seven hundred meters away from the front line, the first echelon, come on!"

Under the command of the host, the siege spirits standing in a row moved their bodies at the same time and advanced forward. Looking down from a high altitude, it looks like a huge wall facing the Kuroshio.

In the blink of an eye, the first wave of the corpse tide hit. The living corpses were crowded and crowded. Siege Yuling stepped on it with one foot, crushing more than a dozen living corpses in an instant, then raised his fists and smashed it down heavily.

Only the sound of "boom" was heard, and the smoke rose into the sky, the ground was smashed into a depression, and a large circle of living corpses was smashed and flew.

"Good job!" "Crush them!"

In front of the corpse group, the siege spirit is like a giant beast in the ant colony, destroying the dry and pulling the rot, as if entering a no-man's land, attracting cheers from the soldiers in the rear.

"Attention to the front row artillery units, don't accidentally injure friendly troops!"

The living corpses went one after the other, frantically squeezed the gap between the attacking city imperial spirits, and rushed towards the artillery position.

"Light mech ready for battle!"

"Infantry ready to fight!"

Each wing-shaped mecha stood upright with its legs, raised its wings, and the Vulcan cannon below turned at high speed.

The next moment, the living corpse that crossed the first line of defense appeared on the position, and countless chains of fire swept across it immediately.

Intensive gunshots resounded through the heavens and the earth, chains of fire whipped the corpses, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and broken bones and rotten flesh were thrown everywhere.

The infantrymen in the trenches pulled the bolts and aimed at the fish that slipped through the net.

Suddenly, a living corpse rushed out of the corpse and charged towards the trench with hands and feet.

When the soldiers noticed something unusual, they hurriedly turned their guns and focused fire on a more threatening target. Unexpectedly, this living corpse was extremely strong, and the bullets bounced off the body.

"Found an iron corpse, ask for fire reinforcements!"

"Request received!"

With the response full of electric noises, the three nearby artillery mechas turned their muzzles at the same time, aiming at the iron corpse that was flying over.

"Target locked, shoot!"

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The three gun barrels slammed backward in turn, and the corpse that was running wildly had its shoulders blown off, then its chest was pierced, and finally its head was blown away by a cannon.

"Nice job!" "Exactly!"

The artillery mech uses computer-assisted aiming, as long as the sensor is within the effective range of 200 meters, it can be as accurate as a sniper rifle.

The first wave of corpses was quickly blocked, and a small number of elite iron corpses were also destroyed one by one.

But without giving anyone time to rest, the second wave of corpses surged. And this time, the giant corpse king arrived on the battlefield.

The body size of the Corpse King is similar to that of the Siege Royal Spirit, and some of them are even several times larger than the largest Siege Royal Spirit rock giant and the mechanical puppet, Orgamaso.

There are more than three hundred corpse kings in this wave, and they collided heavily with the siege spirit of the human side, like two mountains colliding violently. The impact was so powerful that it was like a gust of wind and a tsunami that shook the ground.

Because of the addition of the corpse king, the siege imperial spirit has no time to look after the corpse group. Countless living corpses squeezed past their feet and swarmed into the trenches.

The infantry and mechs were shooting frantically, but the number of living corpses was too large. In just a few minutes, several trenches were washed away like a flood.

Seeing that he could no longer hold it, a huge roar suddenly came from the sky, followed by a huge black shadow passing over his head.

The roar was earth-shattering and deafening, making people feel fearful and feel their own smallness and helplessness.

The soldiers raised their heads subconsciously and saw a huge red shadow hovering down from the sky

"Red Dragon Novasad!" "Long live!"

The soldiers turned from trembling in fear to screaming in excitement. At this moment, Longwei was not the source of fear, but the ale that boosted morale.

The next moment, accompanied by the dragon's roar that shattered the eardrums, a giant pillar of fire fell from the sky, and with a hula, it swept half of the battlefield.

The corpse group fell into a sea of ​​fire, and countless living corpses turned into ashes in the dragon's breath. The huge corpse king was covered in fire, walking aimlessly, wailing in pain.

When the red dragon breathed out its breath and showed its mighty power to destroy the world, Laixi gave Chen Xing a meaningful look on the heights several thousand meters away from the front line.

Although Chen Xing's face was a little unhappy, don't guess, the other party came to demonstrate against him, but he praised, "The red dragon of the Maris family really lives up to its reputation!"

After receiving his affirmative answer, Lacey turned her face back and continued to admire their family's Long Fentian and Destroy the Earth, showing great power.

In this regard, Chen Xing's interest must not be much higher. Seeing Lacey's high-spirited look, he felt unhappy all over. Rather than stay here and watch the other party show off his muscles, he might as well go back to the camp and have two drinks.

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and the melodious and peaceful sound of the piano was immediately heard.

There was a large harp in the corner of the tent. A good-looking woman was beside the harp, her slender and white fingers caressed the strings, and melodious notes flowed from her fingertips.

The woman playing the piano is Ruth, once one of the Silver Claw Triangles, the owner of the harp in heaven, and now just a member of Chen Xing's maid corps, wearing a **** white long dress, playing music in place of the stereo and CD player. .

"Boss is here!" "Boss!"

Just as Chen Xing wanted to sit down, listen to music and have a drink, Huozui Pang Li rushed in with a few people.

Seeing how a few people were in a hurry, Chen Xing put down his glass slowly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Boss"

Huozui opened his mouth, but he stopped talking, and exchanged glances with Pang Li next to him. After receiving the affirmative support of the other party, he bit the bullet and continued, "Boss, the brothers below are all clamoring to kill living corpses!"

"Yeah, they all came to us willingly, saying they wanted to participate in the battle." Pang Li helped.

"Seeing others fighting in the front, but hiding in the back, everyone doesn't feel good." Several other people followed suit.

"Then" Chen Xing paused for a while, then in the expectant eyes of several people, he picked up the wine bottle and said, "Let them drink more!"

"After a few bottles of horse pee, you won't think too much."

"Boss, this is you" Huo Zui was a little dumbfounded.

Chen Xing's face turned cold, put away the cynical expression just now, and glanced coldly over the faces of several people.

Those who made eye contact with him lowered their heads in guilt, or turned their faces away from his gaze.

"I remember I told you"

"I'm not Tino!"

"I just inherited his last wish, not his character and values!"

"I'm not as great as him, not as selfless as him!"

"If anyone else dares to raise this matter with me again, let them get out of here!"

"Get out of my expeditionary army, get out of my thunder light regiment!"

Chen Xing gritted his teeth, his voice was fierce, "Do you understand!"

Seeing that the boss was angry, Huozui Pang Li and others hurriedly stood up straight, looked straight ahead, and said in unison, "I understand!"

"Get out of here if you understand!"

Chen Xing pointed to the door, and several people ran out immediately.

"It's hard to bring a team"

Chen Xing shook his head and sighed, took a sip of wine, walked behind Ruth, and slapped her ass.

"Have some fun, and who will listen to me crying and mourning!"

Chen Xing scolded, and Ruth, like a frightened deer, nodded her head in a panic, and started playing again. Soon, a cheerful but slightly trembling piano sound came out from the tent.