ultimate cannon fodder

In the innermost part of the corridor on the third floor, there is a study room with a dome painted with a mural of Dunhuang Flying Apsaras in the old era, and the walls are inlaid with crystal wall lamps made of bronze branches wrapped around flowers. Hu Weidong is sitting on a large and stiff mahogany Taishi chair.

Wearing a pair of ancient gold-rimmed glasses, he was concentrating on reading a paper book that looked as historical as the layout here.

Today, as technology and information become increasingly developed, paper books with the fragrance of ink have become a kind of history. Except for some that are collected in museums and libraries in various states, the rest are almost owned by major families and wealthy businessmen around the world.

Acquired at high prices, it is difficult to find them on the market. Each book represents a rich history, and the value of each book can prohibit ordinary people. Even in the prestigious Hu family, they can personally

Only a few people read these original paper books.

Of course, precisely because these paper books are extremely precious, many imitations have appeared on the market. The degree of imitation is enough for many experts to find it difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. However, no matter how exquisite the imitations are, they cannot withstand the inspection of advanced equipment.

The year of the paper can be quickly identified by shining the ray. However, there are still many nouveau riche who use this method to make a scene. Looking around the house, they are full of various cultural relics, antiques and books that look fake and real, which immediately adds to the excitement.

The many cultural atmosphere and historical details can also deceive many laymen.

Next to the Taishi chair is an antique small coffee table also made of precious mahogany, with a set of exquisite fine porcelain tea sets placed on it. The tea sets were fired in official kilns in the old days and are said to have been in use for nearly a thousand years.

It has a history, but its appearance is extremely intact. The glaze color is crystal clear, the porcelain quality is excellent, and the color is elegant and beautiful. It can be called a rare boutique. The tea in the tea cup is pure and has a rich aroma. The brewing method is also an old-fashioned brewing method that is rarely seen nowadays.

Fa. Only people of his age can have such a leisurely and nostalgic mood to toss these old-fashioned things.

Of course, the vast majority of people do not have the financial means to cultivate such a hobby. Both tea sets and tea leaves are out of reach for most people.

When Hu Weidong has nothing to do, his favorite thing to do is to leisurely drink tea and read a book. He doesn’t just want to be arty when reading books, but compared with those e-books that have ten lines at a glance, he always feels that flipping through paper books can make people more relaxed.

Only when a person's mind slowly calms down can he go far. But people nowadays are too impetuous and can rarely calm down and think about things.

He read the book very carefully, as if he had to carefully consider and taste every word in the book. He also turned the pages of the book very gently, as if he was afraid of damaging those ancient papers. At this time, few people could

Full of elegance, he was associated with a powerful A-level dragon whisperer.

Hu Weidong picked up the teacup and was about to take a sip when he suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from outside. Although the sound was not loud, the calm mood that had finally calmed down was completely destroyed. He frowned.

, put the tea cup heavily back on the coffee table and asked displeasedly: "What's the matter?"

The door was gently pushed open, and the thin man with pale skin, who looked like he had never seen the sun, walked in. He stopped three meters away from Hu Weidong, bowed slightly and said respectfully: "

I just received the news that Hu Weiguo once went to the Gate of Realm to meet Colonel Chen." There was no slightest respect for Hu Weiguo in his words.

Hu Weidong raised his eyebrows, put down the book in his hand and asked, "What problem does this explain?"

The man continued: "The day after arriving at the Light of Hope Realm, Ma Jianyao was sent out to perform an investigation mission. It has been ten days and his whereabouts are still unknown. Among those who lost contact with him during the mission was Congressman Tang's daughter.

."

"Member Tang? Tang Guozhong?" Hu Weidong glanced at the man and said calmly: "You mean that Wei Guo ordered Chen Wenhua to deliberately send Ma Jianyao and others to dangerous places, causing them to encounter accidents?"

"I didn't say that." The man's voice was lower, but still very calm: "My duty is to give you a detailed report on what I have learned, not to draw conclusions."

Hu Weidong smiled meaningfully, and then his expression gradually became serious, "Whether it is Wei Guo who is behind this or not, you must go there in person and find him back. I can't let anyone talk about our Hu family behind our backs."

Bad words, do you understand what I mean?"

"Don't worry, this matter is easy to handle." The man nodded, paused, and then said cautiously: "I'm just afraid that they have encountered something unexpected. After all, it has been ten days. I heard that that realm is very dangerous.

Without backup and supplies, it is not easy to survive for ten days."

"I believe he is still alive." Hu Weidong glanced at him lightly and said, "Don't you think so too?"

His faint glance made the man tremble all over, and his face turned pale. Hu Weidong's clear eyes suddenly looked a little blurry, as if there was a shadow hanging over them, and he felt that as long as he focused his eyes and looked carefully, the shadow could be eliminated.

, but when the man did this unconsciously, he was shocked to find that Hu Weidong's pupils suddenly enlarged infinitely, pulling out a dark void space between illusion and reality, like a bottomless abyss, and there were powerful and mysterious waves.

The attractive force dragged his consciousness, dragging him into the endless abyss. In an instant, the extremely strong sense of danger covered his entire mind, and he could no longer look away, until he forcibly turned his head with his survival instinct.

Only by standing aside can we get rid of the attraction of the endless abyss.

The drastic change in an instant was no less than walking on the edge of the cycle of life and death. The man suddenly felt that all his strength was weak, cold sweat broke out in layers, and his face became extremely ugly, "Okay, I will select people now. In half an hour,

Let’s go.”

"You go ahead and make arrangements." Hu Weidong waved his hand and said, "Tell them not to disturb me while I'm reading."

The man bowed and bowed, then left. He didn't let out a sigh of relief until he was out the door.

After he left, Hu Weidong wanted to continue reading, but when his eyes fell on the book, he couldn't read it anymore. Feeling upset, he got up and walked to the window and squinted his eyes to look at the rising morning light in the east.

Know what you are thinking about.

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There was a "bang" sound, and a huge blood hole exploded on the head of a strange creature that swooped down from a high altitude, and then fell to the ground weakly.

Accelerating, stopping suddenly, jumping up, and squatting, Hao Wei kept making all kinds of incredible dodges, walking among countless strange creatures, pouring the bullets in his gun barrel into everything within sight.

On alien organisms.

He is holding a powerful thunder gun specially customized for firearms dragon whisperers. Its power and accuracy are unparalleled and can easily penetrate the shell of heavy tanks. The only drawback is the terrifying recoil.

In addition, its weight of dozens of kilograms is beyond the reach of ordinary human soldiers.

The laser gun kept roaring, and almost every bullet could kill an alien creature. In the blink of an eye, dozens of alien creatures died in his hands. But looking around, there were still all kinds of alien creatures everywhere.

Such alien creatures, they frantically attack any human who appears in their sight, including federal soldiers hiding in the bunker and shooting. The original battle formation of the Dragon Whisperer has also been broken up, and now they are more independent.

Fighting. Each of them is very brave, but in the vast ocean composed of strange creatures, it seems that they may be drowned at any time.

All the living dragon whisperers and federal soldiers on the wall have been withdrawn. The alien creatures outside the base can step on the corpses of their companions and jump onto the wall. There is no point in holding on to the wall. If they don't withdraw, they are likely to be killed.

It was trapped in a predicament of being attacked from both sides. When the barrier of the wall disappeared, the entire base became a bloody killing battlefield.

On one side of his body, he dodged the attack of a strange creature. With a wave of his backhand, the sharp dagger in his left hand cut the throat of another strange creature. And in the process, the gun in Hao Wei's hand never stopped, like thunder.

The sound of gunshots was like deafening drums in the battlefield where people were fighting everywhere, which greatly increased the confidence of all the Dragon Whisperers and Federation soldiers who were still fighting bloody battles, because they knew that Hao Wei was fighting with them. For many people

He said that as long as this flag does not fall, the battle has not been lost and the insects will be killed sooner or later.

Wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead, Hao Wei shouted while shooting: "Wang Qiang, take a few people to reinforce Gate No. 7. I'm afraid Chen Lei and the others won't be able to hold on. There is no room for loss in the passage, and it must be given to me.

Defended." After the fierce battle, his upper body armor and inner combat suit, which had always been fighting on the front line, were almost completely damaged, but only large burn marks and a few burn marks could be seen on his strong and toned body.

The incisions are criss-crossed but not too deep, showing the strong defense of the body.

The huge alien creature in the sky was quickly shattered by intensive artillery fire, and communications were restored. However, just the high-frequency shock wave it emitted destroyed nearly one-third of the automatic weapons and equipment in the base.

The damage makes it difficult to use normally, which also brings great difficulties to the defense of the base.

Soon Wang Qiang's breathless voice came from the headset: "I will kill him immediately, but there is no one else around me. Feng Chunlin and Liao Guoqiang have both died in the battle..."

Hao Wei's movements stagnated, and a look of sadness appeared on his face. Although he had long been numb to death, Feng Chunlin and Liao Guoqiang were old dragon whisperers who followed him to fight in three realms. In other realms,

They were all safe and sound, but now they died here. For a moment, I couldn't help but feel a little sad. I even wondered if it was wrong for me to persist in not asking for help from the headquarters?