The Infinite Journey of the Sage

Chapter 001 Gentlemen, I like war

"Gentlemen, I like war."

The obese Major stood in front of the array of people, wearing a white suit, with his hands behind his back, a sinister and annoying look on his face; the muscles of his cheeks were slightly twisted in an annoying smile; confident and An arrogant expression; a fanatical and crazy look.

"Gentlemen, I love war!"

He raised his voice slightly and said again. Opposite him, there were two thousand vampires who were neatly arrayed, ready and silent. Like him, they had a ferocious smile on their faces at the same time. They smiled, revealing the sharp teeth of vampires. Come, look at him.

"Gentlemen! I like war the most!!"

This inconspicuous, slightly stout, blond man wearing glasses opened his arms and declared his hobbies loudly like the leader of a demonic army.

"I love annihilation!"

"I love Blitz!"

"I love strike battles!"

"I love defensive battles!"

"I love annihilation!"

"I like breakthrough battles!"

"I love retreat fights!"

"I love sweeps!"

"I love retreat battles!"

He took a slight breath and raised his head slightly. The light hit his lenses, causing a large reflection. You couldn't see his eyes, but you could see his declaration from the happy expression. How happy it made him.

"In the plains! In the streets! In the trenches! In the grasslands! In the frozen soil! In the desert! On the sea! In the air! In the soil! On the wetlands!"

"I like all the wars that happen on earth!"

He put his hand on his chest, as if holding the most precious gift.

"I like the neat arrangement of artillery, firing together, blasting the enemy's position with a bang. When the enemy soldiers are shaken into the air and then strafed into a hornet's nest, I am even more excited."

"I like armored troops driving Tigers, blasting enemy tanks to pieces with one shot, and the enemy soldiers wailing and running away from the burning tanks. When they are killed by MG42, I will feel happy. Incredible."

"I like the tall and powerful infantrymen who use their bayonets to ravage the enemy's battle lines. When the panicked recruits insert their bayonets into the bodies of the already dead enemies countless times, I am so moved that I can't help myself."

“I couldn’t help but look at the sight of defeatist deserters hanging from electric lamps.”

"It's great to see the crying prisoners falling one by one under the metal-like MP40 submachine gun with my command gestures!"

"When the pitiful resisters holding small weapons and resisting in vain were blown up by the 4.8-ton howitzer of the Dora Cannon and even the streets and cities were shattered, it was really a decisive enjoyment!"

"When the Russian armored divisions beat them to pieces, when the villages they fought to protect were ravaged, and the women and children inside were raped and then killed, it was so tragic..."

"I like to be annihilated by the US military with its superior force! Because being chased by US and British attack planes, crawling on the ground like a bug, this is really a great humiliation!"

"Everyone!"

\u0026quot;I look forward to war,\u0026quot;

"Expecting a war like hell!"

"Everyone!"

"Follow my comrades from the brigade."

"What kind of war are you looking forward to?"

"Expect a new war?"

"Do you expect to fight without mercy, like an ant-like war?"

"Are you looking forward to a storm-like war in which thunder sweeps away the snow and kills three thousand world crows?"

"We are full of strength, and our clenched fists are about to be punched out, but we, who have been hidden for half a century like rats in the sewers, can no longer be satisfied with an ordinary war!"

"We want a great war! An unprecedented great war! A uncompromising war!"

"We are just a large army with less than 2,000 defeated soldiers. But I believe that you are all warriors worth one thousand, so you and I will form a large army with a total strength of one million!"

"Let us use our iron fist to wake up those guys who drove us to the land of oblivion and are now sleeping!"

"Grab their hair, drag them out, tear open their eyelids, let them recall the taste of terror, let them echo the sound of our military boots!!"

The impassioned voice of the blond fat man echoed in the room. Unknown to him, he had been lifted onto the platform by a mechanical arm and slowly rose up. He stood above everyone's heads and was looked up to by everyone.

"War! War! War! War!" A brigade of two thousand people cheered in unison.

"Very well, then let's go to war!" The blond fat man waved his arms, as inspiring and exciting as the mustached head of state, and like a devil's whisper, seducing human sins and desires.

"Kill them all! Defeat them! Destroy them!"

"Buildings! Burn them down! British guys... poof, kill them all!" He sneered, then raised his hands, as if conducting the prelude of a large wind orchestra, gently raised his hands, and then waved For a moment.

"Go, go, go play death, go play death, go sing death!!"

"Hey!" The two thousand defeated soldiers raised their hands and shouted with unparalleled morale. The naked vampires turned around with bloodthirsty smiles on their faces and walked towards their posts.

Then death came.

Three large airships appeared in the sky above London. The pleasant weather was blocked by the airships covering the Thames River.

Countless V12 rockets were ejected from the three airships and poured on both sides. The panicked and disorderly crowd only saw countless flaming things emerging from the airships.

Then the most brutal fireworks show began in the center of London. Countless V1 rockets fell on the ground, on builders, and on human bodies.

Explosion, explosion, explosion.

Countless explosions, flames, and burnings ignited the entire London.

In just an instant, the entire London fell into a state of absolute disorder. In just an instant, the capital of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland fell into absolute chaos and an unprecedented war.

This is not a war between human beings, this is not a war between countries, this is not a war between races.

This is a war between humans and vampires. This is an extremely cruel war.

The vampires carrying Panzerfaust anti-tank rocket launchers put on their helmets and masks with a grin, pulled the bolts of their MP40 submachine guns with a grin, and stood at the launcher with a grin.

Even though they were thousands of meters high in the air, even if they were still in the process of advancing, even if there was no buffer device, they were still ejected in the next second.

Time and time again, the vampires who were ejected fell into the sky like rain, fell, and broke through to the city of London.

Gentlemen, the war has begun.

PS: After thinking about it, I decided to put this one up. It is the most suitable for the beginning of this volume. In addition, I typed it word by word, not copy and paste!

PS1: So gentlemen, let us enjoy this unprecedented war!