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People often regret when something happens. Just like before the stock market crashed, they never believed that there would be such a day and that they would be able to run away in advance. No matter how many times they have made the same mistake before, it is the same.
Conflicts, negotiations, fighting, racking their brains, and finally discovered that their enemies were not each other. The real fatal threat still came from an alien planet. However, the recent comfort seemed to make everyone forget that they were in danger. .
Emergency meetings and information blockade have become a joke. In addition to reflecting the camp's inefficiency in responding to crises, it also delays the best opportunity to escape.
It’s too late to regret it now.
A towering giant like a building, carrying a rusty giant sword, can make people wet their crotches even just standing in front of them.
Only some people in the army knew that when it was released from the coffin and climbed out of the huge cave, many people thought they saw a devil emerging from hell.
It exudes a rotten smell, and its skin is like moldy black bread, rotten and rotten, with no intact part. When it exerts force, the smelly skin splits into huge tears, and the rotten skin becomes warped. It stood up, revealing the black rotten flesh inside which was even more rotten and as if infested with maggots.
In order to stop it, the troops on the ground raised their muzzles on tanks, and heavy machine guns were lined up in a row, spraying dense tongues of flames. Even anti-aircraft machine guns were used, and regiments of heavy howitzers were also used. During the fierce firing, countless bullets were flying over the jungle in the early morning, and countless artillery shells were roaring, but their target was only one, the giant who was more than 60 meters tall.
Heavy snipers tried to send exploding bullets into its heart or head; tank gunners tried to break its giant legs to force it to fall down or retreat; ordinary soldiers were densely covered on the ground like ants, pouring down Hold the bullet.
No matter how many complaints there are to the superiors, no matter how unfair the promotion is, no matter how much the promised materials are withheld, at this moment. They are just soldiers. The duty and instinct of a soldier is to pick up the gun and various weapons in his hand and fight back!
Perhaps they are unwilling to act as cannon fodder and fight against the Americans. Maybe they also flirt with girls, show off in various ways, and make a fuss while drinking. Maybe many people peed their pants and immediately became confused and even threw away their weapons and ran away. But when the cannon sounded, when the gunfire sounded, the comrades There were shouts. There are still countless soldiers and officers rushing to the front line, as if responding to the sounds of struggling guns and the shouts of their comrades, just because they are soldiers and soldiers.
Behind them is their home, in front of them are their comrades, and there is still a trace of blood in their bodies!
The glory of the nation, the prosperity of the country, the profound sense of historical honor... These false and empty words are all bullshit at this moment, and the soldiers who rushed out to resist only knew it. If they also retreat and run away, what can the defenseless relatives behind them do to resist this huge devil from hell! ?
We can only let it ravage us!
But they didn't know that behind the camp, rows of helicopters that were supposed to go to the battlefield were filled with panicked top brass, frantically preparing to take off and escape from the camp...
The troll will eat anything, from a dog to a cow, from a man to a tree, as long as it catches it in its giant hands. All were sent into its huge mouth, and no one was spared.
The place it passed was almost a piece of bare land, with not a single blade of grass left.
But countless bullets drawing countless lines of fire in the air could not stop it. Even powerful high-explosive shells quickly dissolve and disappear after piercing into its rotten skin.
It seems that every time it is hit, it becomes more powerful.
Tanks and armored vehicles were tossed around like toys in front of it. Drivers and gunners screamed and jumped out of the tank flying in the air, floating around like fallen leaves. But there was no parachute.
More people were crushed to death by those giant hands, their flesh, flesh and internal organs falling to pieces like things in a pool in a slaughterhouse.
The giant devil barely used any force to make a decent impact, and the defense lines concentrated into strong firepower positions were trampled to pieces. Many soldiers held their heads and fled in pain from its giant feet falling from the sky. The person who was stepped on, after the next moment it removed the sole of its foot, had become a piece of meat, sticking tightly to the bottom of the giant foot pit.
Even so, it didn't let go. It would often bend down, pick up the shapeless human-shaped meatloaf that was only connected by muscles, and put it into its mouth. It also didn't forget the fallen jungle trees next to it, as if it was a match. Vegetables are generally eaten.
After breaking through the defense line of the "ants", the troll stuck the long rusty sword into the ground. Where the sword edge was buried in the ground, several soldiers who were stabbed screamed and struggled desperately... but it simply threw it on the ground. Use your hands free to plunder the "ants" that are running in panic, and devour a large number of plants one by one.
Its hands and mouth were full of panic-stricken figures struggling desperately.
A helicopter that had just risen was discovered before it had time to fly out. It spat out a mouthful of stinking pus like thick phlegm, flew through the air, hit it, submerged it, and crashed into the camp.
There were more than a dozen soldiers and officers with red eyes, roaring, carrying bombs, looking up their arms, enduring the stench that was almost unbreathable, holding on to the rotten skin like steel, step by step He got close to the troll's ears and mouth, trying to stuff the bomb into it and blow it up.
Who knows, as soon as it gets close to the huge ugly ear hole, it stands up and shakes itself, and the person who climbed up is shaken off like a louse and becomes a piece of meat.
The land-based missile was finally launched, but because the radar and other equipment collectively went out of control after arriving on this planet, the new technology had not yet been transformed, and the positioning error was almost equal to a blind launch. All we could do was watch the warhead pass by the giant. Pass.
Although there was a trace of bloodiness and despite efforts to resist, due to the huge gap in strength, the army finally collapsed. No matter how many people went up, they would die and there was no way to stop them!
Unless, like the American camp, there is a strong man to repel it, even to drive him away.
But, they didn't.
The battle was defeated so quickly that the camp had no time to retreat. It had already turned into a pot of rotten porridge. It was originally a safety wall used to prevent the intrusion of jungle creatures, just like when the Indian city was burned. It also became the biggest obstacle preventing them from escaping. I don’t know how many people were crowded at the entrance and under the wall.
When they were young, Sanhao primary school students from a prestigious school deliberately arranged a quality test to pull balloons out of a narrow glass bottle one after another in the presence of international friends. Scenes of being praised by international friends can only appear in primary school textbooks.
In reality, during the college entrance examination or even the high school entrance examination, all the children only know one thing. They raise their bloody butcher knives and chop off all those who dare to compete with them on the single-plank bridge!
People crowded at the entrances and under the walls. He did not hesitate to step on people's heads, and ignored the screams of the people who were about to be trampled to death under his feet. He stuffed the child in his hand through the blocked gap, and then shouted:
"Run, run north, run to the Americans, and leave dad alone!"
Among them was the man selling radishes that Zheng Youting had met.
Soon, giants invaded the camp, crowding the entrances and walls. It has become its best hunting spot. As long as you stretch out your hand, you can grab a large number of defenseless "ants", allowing it to prey as much as you like.
Three fighter planes finally appeared in the sky, two of which were fighter planes taking off from the newly repaired runway in the Chinese camp, and the other one was an American fighter plane.
Because communications, radio, radar and other equipment were out of control, there were very few emergency-modified fighter jets that could fly. The hit rate of the missile had to be determined by the pilot's own manual guidance, and whether it could hit or not was a matter of luck.
The appearance of fighter planes. The giant diverted its attention. It seemed to stare at the three fighters seriously for a while, then roared in its throat and pulled out the giant sword stuck on the ground. It waved all over the sky, as if it was trying to knock down the fighter planes high in the sky.
A Chinese pilot made a gesture to his comrades in another fighter plane through the cockpit, indicating that he was about to start an attack. If it failed, he asked the other side to find the opportunity he had bought with his life and attack immediately.
Taking a breath, pilot Hao Yang dismissed distracting thoughts. He controlled the fighter plane to lower its nose, and used thrust and gravity to accelerate and dive downwards. The sharp sound of breaking through the air resounded through the sky.
In addition to the stinky phlegm in his mouth, the giant seems to have no other proven long-range attacks. He must get as close to the target as possible outside the swing range of the giant sword and release the missile. Otherwise, there is no precise positioning system for the warhead, and he does not know whether it will hit the target. Where to go!
The first dive failed and he was almost hit by thick phlegm.
The roaring fighter plane flew over the giant's head, and the bullets flying randomly on the ground made rows of shocking craters on his wings. He was too close.
After pulling up the fighter plane and circling, he found that the American fighter plane flying from the opposite direction was using this gap to accurately swoop down from behind the giant. He didn't know why the Americans came to "aid" at this time. It was probably to test the giant's anti-strike ability. Bar.
But the opponent's dive also failed, and his comrades followed suit. The three of them cooperated in a tacit understanding, and launched dive attacks one after another on top of the giant's head.
To the giants, they were like flies swarming overhead, darting back and forth.
A missile finally hit the giant's body. A violent explosion and flames shot into the sky. The fragments even hit the fighter plane that was too late to pull up. The distance was too close!
Hao Yang could only watch as his comrades turned into a ball of fire, while the people under his wings burst into shocking cheers as they looked at the giant being swallowed by the flames.
Finally got hit!
Is it time for the giant to fall?
It should be impossible to survive this level of destruction!
Hao Yang was sad but also breathed a sigh of relief. From his perspective, the giant was completely swallowed up by the explosion and had no chance of survival. After paying such a heavy price, was it finally killed?
He needed to confirm and add another missile.
When he pulled back the fighter plane and dived down, he was shocked to see the giant step out of the flames, and the cheers of the humans on the ground suddenly stopped.
The giant's eyes seemed to be filled with blood and fire, and his heavy sword pointed at the sky, roaring for unknown reasons!
But Hao Yang realized the danger. He stopped diving, released all the missiles regardless of their accuracy, then quickly pulled up and fled.
The American fighter plane made the same move as him at almost the same moment, except that it did not fire the missile and flew back to the north, there. American camps have begun to evacuate, taking refuge to the north.
A triangular golden light shone on the giant's forehead at this moment, and there seemed to be a triangular body with flowing golden light and engraved with complex lines driven deeply into its head, as it roared. It was being forced out inch by inch, and its expression became extremely painful, and its eyes became extremely confused.
The flying missiles set off a series of explosions. Apart from killing many humans, the damage to the giant was negligible.
The people on the ground finally despaired. Apart from running for his life, he had given up all resistance.
The triangular body with flowing golden light was forced out of the giant's head inch by inch, and its eyes became more painful and confused, and it seemed to become more hungry. It grabbed whatever it could with its hands. Put it in your mouth.
Chewing human bodies, jungle plants, and other random small creatures, the giant kept chasing and killing the fleeing ants, and kept forcing out the triangular bodies.
The fat man Zheng Youping also gave up hope of survival. Looking at the giant getting closer and closer with some despair, I didn't expect that my new job had just begun, and I would have to explain it here.
He was surrounded by Secretary Wang, his boss, and others. Only then did he realize that they were no different from ordinary people. They were also frightened, but they were calmer than others after knowing that there was no hope of escape.
He didn't see He Ning. She was probably still in the management office when the incident happened. But he did see the ridiculously beautiful girl and her parents. The father was a little older, but the mother was still charming.
When I think of this delicate and quiet little girl. The fat man felt a pity that he would become minced meat in the mouth of the demonic giant, but he was not qualified to sympathize with others, because he would also become a pile of minced meat.
He suddenly couldn't help but think that his minced meat and this delicate girl were mixed together by that huge mouth, even though it felt disgusting. But just looking at death, dying with such a beautiful girl is the only thing that can comfort me.
There were gaps in the wall, but not much could be passed. There were too many people, and even if they ran out, they might not be able to outrun the footsteps of the giants.
Those who had no hope of escaping, just like Zheng Youting and others, finally gave up and did not use their last words. No one could survive anyway. Let's wait for death to come. Maybe, sooner or later, such a day will come.
He Ning was also in a corner, but she didn't seem to have the courage to face death. She was still huddled in a tent as she was when she was in the hands of the pig-headed man, pretending that she didn't see anything, and was not so scared.
Everyone is waiting to die, but no one wants to die, but everyone must die.
Zheng Youping sighed. He found that he had been sighing a lot recently. He wondered if he was getting older because of it. It's really ridiculous that you can still think about this kind of question at this time!
He simply lay down, held his body up and waited for death, hoping that the giant would crush him and save him a lot of pain. He was still very afraid of pain.
At this time, he suddenly heard the beautiful and quiet girl suddenly pointing in the direction of the sunrise in the east and saying strangely: "Look, there seems to be someone there."
There, on the slope that cut off the horizontal line of sight, a broken flag gradually rose from the other side of the slope. After a moment, the figure of a knight appeared in sight holding a battle flag that was fluttering in the wind.
Zheng Youting suddenly seemed to remember something. He stood up straight and looked along the girl's green fingertips. He saw the knight reining in his horse and spinning it.
At this moment, Zheng Youting's heart was extremely nervous. Is it reinforcements? Is it reinforcements? ? Is it the legendary Night Cavalry, or that person?
He almost shouted loudly in his heart, it must be, it must be!
Not only him, but everyone around him stared closely at the knight who was reining in the panting horse. In their eyes, the heroic spinning horse became as long as a century, as if the next moment, It will turn around and go away.
Are they reinforcements? Don’t leave! Don't leave!
Even Secretary Wang was praying like he was crying, as if he had grasped the last straw to save his life, and the giant was just a few steps away!
The gyration was so long that the first people who discovered it held their breath, leaving only the beating of their hearts with the giant's footsteps.
Turn, turn, turn, not gone yet, still turning!
Zheng Youting clenched his hands so tightly that his nails were deeply embedded in his flesh. He was so afraid of pain that he couldn't feel any pain at all! His whole body was as nervous as a taut rubber band, and his eyes were fixed on the knight without daring to move, as if he was afraid that if he moved even a little bit, he would scare him away.
Turn, turn, turn, turn around! Turned around! It's not gone! Really not leaving!
Zheng Youting almost shouted nervously, and Secretary Wang next to him was even more unbearable, his whole body was trembling slightly. Everyone knew that those who dared to come to the rescue at this moment must be confident people, otherwise who would be willing to come To die?
Is there really hope? Is there really any more?
Zheng Youping looked back. Secretary Wang and the big boss were all looking closely at the knight who spun around. Even the beautiful girl covered her mouth.
Everyone is looking forward to it! So much so that my heart was trembling.
But, why doesn't it rush down?
The glimmer of hope that had just risen suddenly returned to the edge of the cliff, hanging in mid-air nervously, praying over and over again, even pleading...
It's over, it hasn't moved, it's still there, it must be just for a look, it's over, it's over, everything is over!
When Zheng Youting, like everyone else, had only one thought left in his mind, suddenly, there was a low whimpering, but the sound of the conch with a heavy murderous aura came slowly -
“Woo~wu~~~wuwuwu~~~~” “Woo~wu~~~wuwuwuwu~~~~”…
The first sound is low, the second is long, followed by two rapid sounds, and the last sound is long and long, distant and killing, as if the war drum from ancient times is beating people's hearts, riding on the long wind, stirring up !
Zheng Youping's breathing was stagnant. An official who was already holding a telescope shouted excitedly: "It's blowing the trumpet, it's blowing the trumpet! It's not leaving!"
The low, melodious and killing sound of the trumpet rang out, sweeping across the entire hell-like slaughterhouse, striking into people's hearts. More and more people noticed the knight who blew the war trumpet over and over again, and countless pairs of eyes were fixed there.
The next moment, countless people collapsed on the ground, even with tears in their eyes——
On the horizontal line at the top of the slope, amidst the melodious and killing trumpets, heavy armored cavalry rushed out one after another. Their cloaks and robes rolled up and down as they ran, and their battle flags pointed directly at the giants!
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Okay, the next chapter is the legendary climax.
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