On the Antarctic Peninsula, the eruption of volcanoes has basically stopped, but the huge smoke has not completely dissipated. After the most difficult first five minutes, then the second, the third...
The battlefield is still in a state of struggle for survival after being cut off, and the counterattack, except for some local areas, has not yet been fully organized, and there is no hope.
The rough death statistics exceed 150,000, and countless young names disappeared silently into the vast ice and snow of Antarctica.
"The recruits have been outstanding, unbelievably outstanding."
"Yes, they are the best period in human history. Originally, they could make everything more hopeful, but..."
This is the main battlefield that Dai Er spent a year preparing and planning, but it is not for humans. Even though it has the largest human legion here, it is still not.
There are too many redshoulders in Dajian's ambush here.
In other words, the proportion of human super combat power in the Antarctic Peninsula is too low, especially there are too few top supers who can compete with one red-shouldered person with two or three people.
As for the existence that can kill Red Shoulder alone, there are not many humans so far, and there is only one left on the peninsula, the genius Wolf.
However, the Antarctic Peninsula is too big, the battlefield is too scattered, and it is still blocked by smoke and partially unextinguished lava.
Therefore, Red Shoulder is invincible most of the time here. Even if it is a Red Shoulder, it will not hurt to break into a formation of thousands of people alone. The attacks of ordinary warriors cannot even break through the defense for Red Shoulder. arrive.
The trend of battlefield casualties is declining, but the slaughter is still continuing.
On a divided battlefield, with one million people, it would be difficult to effectively organize a giant javelin array with layers and sprint distance.
As for the human energy spacecraft group that was originally thought to be capable of fighting, because all six space carriers were locked, they were unable to even forcefully lift off.
The situation has not undergone any fundamental changes, and all resistance seems to be just delaying the final destruction.
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On the Western Front battlefield, 300,000 people desperately returned for reinforcements, and every step was accompanied by cruel and tragic fighting.
Endless dripping blood was sprinkled on the cold and changing ice and snow of nature. Countless veterans who had stood through hundreds of battles fell down at the 80th south latitude of the lost continent.
In fact, when it comes to the density and sustained pressure of Dajian, the Western Front battlefield is the largest in Antarctica.
Their original front, leading to the pole, had the largest and thickest group of spikes in the entire continent.
Now, as they return to the southeast for reinforcements, this big point group is on their flank... a crazy flank attack accompanying them all the way.
"Run! Run!"
One after another, small troops assigned to the flanks and rear to resist and buy time were gradually swallowed up by the pursuing large group.
Amidst the shouts, the main force's steps to return support did not stop for a moment.
While charging, he tried his best to squeeze back his eyes that looked back with tears in his eyes. The huge pain and depression caused countless charging warriors to scream.
Then, become indifferent to death.
Death, death, at some point, suddenly becomes less scary.
In this way, with such pain and a desperate will to die, the troops on the Western Front were reduced in number and passed through one frontal blockade after another.
Compared with human troops, the Dajian group is not afraid of lava, or at least it is not affected by it at all in a short period of time. In the past, they often stood in the lava to intercept and fight.
This caused the troops on the Western Front to pay many unimaginable tragic sacrifices.
Fortunately, the situation is improving now. When the volcanoes stop erupting, the lava begins to become unsustainable. They are either gradually cooling, or simply sinking directly from the ice surface and disappearing into the ice.
But, ahead.
"Is it?"
"Um!"
The simple conversation came to an abrupt end, and huge despair was rising in everyone's heart.
Dai eh.
All the previous conjectures, judgments and doubts have been confirmed.
There is indeed another Dai in Antarctica, uh, right here.
It spent more than a year planning everything today, and even faced the changes in the battlefield, it clearly knew that at this moment, it should appear here, on the Western Front battlefield.
As long as it stops this desperate comeback.
The vast massacre on the Antarctic Peninsula will continue until it is completely destroyed...even if it is slower, it doesn't matter.
In front of the road is a huge glacier canyon. On the roadside, there are undulating mountains covered with ice and snow. Dai Er's huge body stands upright on one of the ice peaks.
With its arms folded across its chest, the huge pillar sword was still slung behind its back. It was like a statue of the devil, watching everything calmly and indifferently, including the 270,000 blue strongest elites below who were rushing towards its feet. .
In fact, until now, the term "Blue's strongest elite" can only be defined in front of Hong Jian. Once they are placed in front of Dai Er, these most elite human warriors are actually no different from ordinary warriors.
Dai Er is an existence that can easily kill ordinary supers in seconds.
Even if it is powerful or even the most advanced super combat power, the team can fight it for a while, but it will not pose a fatal threat to it at all.
Currently, the only people that humans can really threaten it are the Qiong Superior.
However, there are only 2+0.5+0.5 people who have been defined as humans on the upper level of the sky so far. Among the 2, one is an enemy. One of the 0.5, Admiral Pochen, is seriously injured and is not in Antarctica. The other 0.5 has lost his memory. It's useless. It's in Antarctica but not here either. It's probably useless even here.
Everything looked so hopeless, like dying embers.
"Shall we go?" Lu Shen Lu Moyi turned around with a knife and forced his energy to heal the wounds on his body.
A body with red shoulders covered in stabs fell down not far from his side, revealing a figure behind him with bangs covering his eyes.
He even has bangs, which is really enviable. Lu Shenxin said, no, it’s really annoying.
The bangs swayed naturally. When Hua Shuai raised his head, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. He staggered and stood still... The other Bird of Paradise on his right breast was still there. This one had the reputation of "the most romantic super combat power" of the previous generation. The number one killer in the Chinese subcontinent, even if he was in a state of utter disarray, his simple smile was still enough to charm thousands of women, but his smile looked a little forced and painful.
"Of course." Turning around, Hua Shuai turned his attention to the black figure on the ice peak.
Only they can go.
There are about seven or eight top supers who can join hands to fight, and then they can't all die here... But, someone will always die here, maybe two, maybe three, four...
As if there was a silent tacit understanding, the top supers fighting everywhere on the battlefield began to gather towards Lu Shen and Hua Shuai.
"Don't look at it, go, you go!"
The large army cannot stop. Once it stops, it is over. The roar of super combat power is constantly echoing along with the source energy.
"...Don't look at us either," they said.
"Huh, I don't know what's going on over there in Xixi Fengrui." It's always easy to tell the difference between the super combatants from Mexico. The masters of their front army all have a tacit understanding of growing beards. "If they are there..."
"I hope they have run away." A German super warrior said with a wry smile.
"...Okay, you're right." The super-powerful man from Suriname raised his hand, pointed with his knife at the two entangled figures on the roadside in front of him, and asked, "Do you want to call him?"
In fact, on such a battlefield, it is often difficult to find someone without using a communication device, but Pegmont is an exception. He is tall and has a tuft of high pink hair that is always fluttering in the wind.
Pegmount is very strong, and if placed here, there is even a good chance of competing for the strongest position.
But, "No."
Hua Shuai smiled, looked at him and said, "Although this idiot has always had problems with his brain, it is undeniable that he is still the hope of mankind's future."
Pegmont is already very strong, and he is still young and still has a lot of potential.
But, will mankind still have a future?
"Yes, there will definitely be hope in this world." Xiong Zhanli's top super Anton walked over with difficulty, covering the bleeding wound on his abdomen.
After standing still, he looked gently at the long dragon that was charging fearlessly, those great warriors of his, humans, who dared to ignore Dai Er and charge forward.
Taking a last look at Dai Er, as the most talented genius in the Xiong Zhanli Front after General Ivan and currently the strongest combat force, Lieutenant General Anton turned back and said:
"There will definitely be more in the future, definitely... it's just possible, we can't see it anymore."
"It doesn't matter. There are two Slavic kids on the peninsula who are more talented than me. Do you know?" He said, looking very happy.
Lu Shen nodded, then smiled mischievously and said proudly: "We have more people than you."
"Okay, haha." Several super warriors nearby also laughed.
"Then let us be responsible for giving them and the world hope." Lieutenant General Anton turned around, released his left hand covering the wound on his abdomen, and pulled out the second knife from his shoulder.
(End of chapter)
