"There is no such thing as undead in war!"
George handed his spur to Lova and pointed at the gray wolf's heart. Lova hesitated for a moment, but still held back her tears and took the spur. She thrust it into the gray wolf's chest, ending its painful struggle.
Standing up tremblingly, Lova looked around. Gray wolves are devouring the carcasses of brown bears in order to regain their physical fitness as quickly as possible. As cannon fodder, the number of gray wolves has been reduced by a quarter; while the white tigers are licking each other's wounds, trying to prevent the wounds from becoming infected again.
As the main force, the white tiger's quick attack ability allows him to attack the enemy more effectively, but as a warrior on the front line, their black and white fur is already covered with several bone-deep wounds; the goblins have outstanding harassment capabilities , their intrusive attacks prevented the enemies at the rear of the front from replenishing and supporting the front in time. Unfortunately, they were only good at harassing, and had no chance to play when faced with tough competition like brown bears; and Lova's old team member Elf Hunter They were either busy recovering bows and arrows from corpses, or relaxing each other's muscles. Indeed, they were the main output today, but if it weren't for the frontline support and obstruction of White Tiger, Goblin, Gray Wolf, and George, their bows and arrows alone would not be able to do anything at all. Can't stop all attacks.
Thinking of George, Lova couldn't help but look back at her adjutant. In the previous battles, assassination, frontal resistance, frontline support, harassment behind enemy lines, output, attracting firepower, and even now being responsible for binding the wounds of the elf hunter, he has taken care of all the chores before and after with just one person. , making him the busiest person in the team.
Should it be said that this is a reflection of the powerful capabilities of the third-level arms, or is it the power of George as an independent individual? No matter what it is, Lova feels a little lucky to have such a capable lieutenant to share the pressure for her.
As for the poor former adjutant Green, Lova had already forgotten about him when he was relieved of his duties.
After calming down, Lova saw the little fairy Brownie in the distance making a figure "8" in the air - that was a signal representing the safety of the area. Immediately, Lova began to organize everyone to set up camp, light fires, collect food nearby, and ensure that they took turns on duty.
Soon, night fell in the busy sunset.
Lying on the lawn, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, looking up at the stars and the red blood moon, George couldn't help but feel very sad.
Apart from the moon, there is no other obvious star on the earth, but in this world, there is no harassment of neon lights, no interlacing of artificial lights, and the entire brilliance is as clear as a pendant on the ceiling.
But, among the vast and boundless light spots, which one belongs to the earth's solar system? Looking at such a vast starry sky, he felt a little scared from the bottom of his heart. Although George had a longer life than humans thanks to his bloodline, what did his lifespan mean to the entire universe? Even the planet behind him is just an insignificant speck of dust for this fickle universe.
Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday in the future, I will be ruthlessly wiped out by the universe just like those enemies during the day, and the proof of my past existence will soon be completely covered.
Just as George was thinking wildly, a familiar voice appeared in his ears.
"What are you thinking about?"
