Ten Thousand Races Invasion: All The People Join The War, I Stay Behind

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cold!

Year 210 is the tenth year of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.

Located in the Eastern Union, in the northern border city of Ye, there was no sound, only the sound of zither, ancient xun, and wailing farewell.

On the main road, coffins were lined up, carried by soldiers in blue uniforms, step by step towards the Beishang Martyrs Cemetery.

At the same time, every coffin is written with heroic deeds, read aloud by those six-year-old children with tears in their eyes.

"Chen Guohai, nineteen years old, died in the tenth line of defense on the Ten Thousand Clans Battlefield. He was an eighth-level electrical superpower. He belonged to the 025 Vanguard of the 122nd Division of the Northern Expeditionary Army of the Eastern Alliance. He fought against the rotten giant and died in a bloody battle. Only half of them are left. palm!"

boom!

Then there was the sound of a red coffin moving, twelve soldiers, the red coffin was covered with a red cloth with a battle flag, and on the ground were paper money, which was the autobiography of heroes written by children.

"Su Lie, 22 years old, died in battle on the ninth line of defense on the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield. He was a level 7 fire-attributed superhuman. Clan bridge, managed to hold their ground, but no bones remain."

Another little girl was watching the battle report, with tears dripping down her cheeks. On the street, beside the fences on both sides, the people of Yecheng were all dressed in white, with tears in their eyes.

It began to snow in the sky, and the coffin was full of hundreds of people. The snow was flying heavily, and the people of Yecheng mourned.

Until the burial and the laying of garlands, all the people began to gather at the conscription office in the city center, and the loudspeaker was still shouting over and over again. This was the voice of the city lord Yu Lie, even though his voice was already hoarse.

"Ten years on the battlefield of ten thousand races, two of the ten lines of defense have collapsed. Within ten years, 3.7 million soldiers of the Eastern Alliance have been killed in battle. The accumulation of hot weapons has been exhausted. The army of supernatural powers has begun to support the battlefield. Conscription officially begins in January of the tenth year of the clan!"

"Protect my homeland, my people, my rivers and mountains, and my great country!"

"Join the army, defend the country, and go to the battlefield, supreme!"

The hoarse voice resounded throughout Yecheng, especially now that the road was paved with red coffins, white snow sent off, paper money was all over the floor, and those who died in the battle were all young children in Yecheng. The people only felt an inexplicable sadness in their hearts.

conscription!

conscription!

conscription!

boom!

boom!

In the city, as long as they were young and middle-aged, they basically walked towards the conscription office, and every school also brought their students to come early.

This time the conscription office didn't show any new energy, only grief and indignation!

There are coffins in front of the conscription office, without any fierce words, and each coffin is full of pits and bloodstains. These were dug out by aliens digging graves at the front line. Some coffins cracked, revealing bones, a sense of despair The air of resentment went straight into the sky of Yecheng.

Yecheng Middle School, Primary School, and New Energy Strike Academy, a total of ten schools, 200,000 students felt a trembling grief,

In the student queue, there were a lot of passionate young people who couldn't help but roared viciously.

"Too bullying..."

"This is too bullying, are they dug by foreign races?"

"Go fuck them! Go kill them, tear them apart, chop them up!"

Our country's civilians, even children, never lack blood.

Many people are roaring, flames are coming out of some people's bodies, there are also lightning, frost, these are folk supernatural beings, they are emotionally angry, and some cannot control their emotions.

boom!

The sound of the loudspeaker began to sound. The city lord Yu Lie was extremely burly. He broke an arm and was injured in the battle in the seventh year of the Ten Thousand Clans.

"The breakdown of the tenth line of defense means that more than a dozen cities will be lost on the frontier, and many places will become enemy-occupied areas. One place name in three or two places means that hundreds of thousands of civilians will be reduced to meat and flesh. ...."

"Our city was called Yongcheng in ancient times. It belonged to the city guarding Rongdi in ancient times, and it is also a city close to the fifth line of defense. Once the line of defense breaks down, we will bear the brunt of it. The volcanoes, hot springs, emeralds, and land left by our ancestors will all be destroyed. If it ceases to exist, we will all be reduced to slavery, reduced to flesh and blood!"

"So what to do!"

Yu Lie roared in the city, that unruly, angry voice resounded throughout the city!

boom!

First of all, ten schools, 200,000 students collectively roared!

"war!"

"Join the army and defend the country!"

"Join the army and defend the country!"

Not only the students around, but also the young and middle-aged man, the native of Yecheng who was in his thirties, waved their arms and roared angrily.

"The next step is to register for the army. Women, children and children under 18 will stay behind and be responsible for logistics such as factories and supplies."

"People with disabilities, genetic diseases, mental disorders, or those who do not want to join the military are not eligible to join the military."

"Taking the school as a unit, each school starts to line up, followed by the locals of Yecheng. After joining the army, they will go to the medical examination and assign them!"

City Lord Yu Lie's voice sounded.

boom!

boom!

The conscription office is very large. It used to be the central square of Yecheng, but now everything has been demolished. The country is gone, the defense line of the battlefield of all races has collapsed, and the whole people are preparing for the war of resistance. Every city center has this kind of conscription office.

The sound of the team moving, as long as they are over the age of eighteen, basically all boys from every college student will join the army, and some even hide their congenital heart disease and join the army.

Class 2 of Yecheng University of Technology, 50 people line up and start registration.

Standing in the front row of the line, Nan Ziying was handsome, but his eyes were complicated and sad.

Until the soldier in the conscription station in front of him took out the form and asked,

"Name, Nan Ziying, a native of Yecheng, currently studying in the Department of Infrastructure, Yecheng University of Technology, aged 20, with no supernatural talent, did you go to the front and choose to join the army?" The officer asked normally, he had subconsciously wanted to write his name , because every student nodded excitedly when they saw this!

But the young man in front of him just let out a long breath, then shook his head slowly.

Um?

Officer Chen Jian frowned. He was a patrol captain of Yecheng Garrison No. 2, and now he was temporarily serving as a conscription officer. He had registered nearly 50,000 recruits before, and now he saw someone shaking his head for the first time.

Thousands of races have been fighting for ten years, many parents are gone, and most of those who can stay are passionate and patriotic.

"Are you joining the army?" Chen Jian asked again.

"I choose to stay behind and be a logistics soldier!"

At this moment, when Nan Ziying spoke, other students in the class also looked at him with dull eyes, and then some people turned their eyes to contempt.

At this moment, a reporter from Yecheng in the distance was also filming this scene, and the reporter was also stunned. At first he wanted to film the blood of the conscription, but he did not expect this scene to appear.

"Young man, I read your political review materials. Your father is also a veteran who was injured and retired. Why did you refuse to be a combat unit? Instead, you chose to be a logistics staff unit?" Chen Jian said again.

Nan Ziying shook his head and said nothing, his face showed no panic, no shame, no loss, but calm, calm and frightening.

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