"Go quickly! Huzi! Go quickly!"
"Kill me! Please, kill me quickly...!"
"Sniper! Sniper! Where the hell are you? Aim for my head! Blow it up quickly!"
The controlled soldiers roared crazily.
Among them, the public channel of the intercom was filled with voices wishing for death.
For them, it would be more uncomfortable for them to kill their Paoze brothers with their own hands than to cut them into pieces.
"You damn Wang Qiang, why don't you kill me? Another one fell... and another one fell! Tiger... Tiger!" A soldier carrying an assault rifle shouted loudly with tears in his eyes.
As for those soldiers who have not yet been controlled, while they are looking for bunkers and avoiding "sneak attacks" from their comrades on the back, they are directing a large amount of firepower at the enemies who are attacking...especially those who have evil powers and can control their comrades. The bearded man.
It's just too forced to do so.
They are constantly attriting.
There are a total of sixteen exposed sentry towers in the entire mine.
However, all but six of the sixteen snipers on the sentry towers were killed by the first sneak attack.
The remaining ten were also manipulated.
Become the god of death who harvests the lives of your comrades.
Their faces at this moment were distorted to the point of madness, but they still could not control their bodies.
The ability that had been trained to become a muscle instinct now became a painful liability.
If it weren't for this...their powerful sniping skills wouldn't have been able to be used to most of their full potential even though they were controlled, causing heavy casualties.
Except for the sixteen guard towers on the outside.
There are only three snipers left in the mine.
They are secret sentries.
Except for the responsible officers of the entire team, even they did not know where each other usually hid, and they used sniper scopes to monitor the entire mine.
At this time, the most important defensive force in the mine is these three sniper rifles hiding in the dark.
Their bullets that suddenly appear like ghosts will always take away one of the craziest enemies on the battlefield.
However, their bullets did not target the biggest enemy in the field...the bearded man with strange power.
They also seemed to be worried about something.
The bearded face was full of a holy and compassionate expression.
He stopped reciting the Ancient Source and stood before the corpse of a soldier.
Seeing the young warrior's twisted expression that still remained after his death, he wiped his hand across his face.
The twisted and ferocious expression instantly turned into a strange and stiff smile.
"May your soul find peace in the land of the Origin Lord, and may your child who has lost his blessing be forgiven by the only true God after death."
"The holy flame will burn your body, and your lost soul can find its way back to its original homeland in the firelight."
As he spoke, blazing golden flames ignited on the soldiers' bodies.
But then the flames swayed in the wind.
Like a dandelion, a lot of tinder was blown out by the wind.
The tinder fell, and every piece of tinder would ignite a twisted or mutilated corpse.
As a large number of corpses were burned, the overwhelming tinder almost covered half of the sky.
Da da da···!
A soldier held an automatic rifle and fired at the bearded man.
It was a suicide attack.
To provide cover for the person who actually made the move.
At the same time, some soldiers threw grenades and flash bombs at the bearded man.
Buzz!
A bullet from the corner, like a ghost attack, was shot at the bearded man under the cover of his comrades.
The soldier who rushed out first was riddled with bullet holes under the tearful attack of the manipulated soldiers.
His eyes burned with the last hope, and the body fell heavily.
The soldier who threw grenades and flash bombs had his throat slit by a foreign child soldier with a sharp knife.
The splash of blood dyed the originally dim sand red.
Zhang Lu was still lying on the edge of the well.
The struggle of human nature put him in a dilemma.
Looking at those warriors who are not afraid of death, they are so determined and pure, who dares to say... they have no faith?
When all snipers are restricted... they no longer have accurate judgment and the ability to predict attacks.
Zhang Lu was very sure that he could break through in this battlefield.
But at this time, there were three paths directly in front of him.
Rule 1: Leave directly.
He could ride on the chaos of battle to escape the bad place that trapped him.
Then the trapped dragon went out to sea.
Returning to Shenlong City, there is revenge for revenge, and injustice for injustice.
The consequence is that he will actually be pursued.
Perhaps... what was originally a wanted list hastily become a real target.
Once the huge national weapon is activated, he will reach an inhuman level in a sense and may not be able to resist it.
Since the Xinertai people can possess that weird magic, they can directly control people's bodies.
So, does the country that has been suppressing the Xinertai people have more powerful strangers?
This is what Zhang Lu is worried about.
He has no fear of death.
But he was worried that he would not be able to complete his mission before he died.
Article 2: Complete rebellion.
Join those New Altais... join their religion.
Such a choice also has a psychological basis deep in Zhang Lu's heart.
Although reason is reminding him that his encounters and experiences are not all of this society.
He can be resentful, but he cannot be angry.
But...if human emotions could be restrained by reason alone, how could things in this world become so complicated?
Since the country has failed me, why can't I fail the country?
Resist it, overthrow it...subvert it!
Let all that is rotten, dirty, and fragile... together with the superficial prosperity and luxury, be burned clean in a blazing fire.
This is the ultimate anger and evil in Zhang Lu's heart.
The disaster of annihilation can easily come to you.
Injustice and indifference on the part of rights and law enforcement agencies.
In six months of wandering, I have seen darkness and despicability.
All of this turned into the deepest sin in Zhang Lu's heart.
He hates it!
He didn't just hate the black leader named Qiao Jun.
I hate myself even more!
Hate this country!
Hate those in power, those who eat flesh.
He even hated the insensitive crowd and those friends and fellow villagers who betrayed their emotions and justice for the sake of petty gains.
After all, there is always something warm in this world.
Liu Wei handed over the six hundred yuan.
A hug from Yan Yu under the phone booth.
Far away in my hometown, my parents are being criticized...
These emotions have always maintained Zhang Lu's humanity.
Keep him from falling completely into extreme paranoia.
Article 3: Get out!
Leave everything behind and risk your life.
Try to sneak up on the bearded man and kill him.
The evil that allows him to control people's bodies can no longer become a weapon to destabilize and kill the mine defenders.
However, this is indeed the most irrational choice.
Because success or failure is unknown!
Zhang Lu was not sure whether he was Big Beard's opponent, or whether he would be controlled by Big Beard like an ordinary soldier.
The result is unknown!
Once Zhang Lu showed his specialness, based on very simple reasoning, it would be known... that he also secretly used the energy crystals in the mine.
According to the rules and regulations, he should be sentenced to death by firing squad.
He was not sure whether he could escape death even if he was lucky enough to help these soldiers escape and help the country defend the mine...
Obtaining recognition from the official level, he can now walk in the sun and take revenge.
If it is before encountering all changes.
Zhang Lu would be so excited that he would choose the last option without hesitation.
Although in the past he was fat, timid and unkind...but if a national crisis hit, he would still be brave and full of passion.
The feelings of family and country are always in our hearts.
However...he is no longer the Zhang Lu he used to be.
Those who were innocent, kind, lawful, and inherently persistent... were all crushed and torn, and then trampled into the mud with twisted and ferocious sinful smiling faces, and mixed with rot and fishy stench. Be company.
Deep in his heart at this time.
Some things are like a fence.
Inside the fence are sheep.
Outside the fence is the wolf.
Standing at the gate of the fence is the dog.
When the dog no longer protects the sheep, but stands with the wolf and chooses to eat the mutton.
So...as a sheep, can't you still jump out of the fence?
This is Zhang Lu's choice.
And he didn't know.
Behind Zhang Lu's three choices.
It was the three destinies that Lin Xi had set for him.
If Zhang Lu chooses to escape.
Then he will flee abroad in the midst of displacement.
Fight black boxing abroad, learn ancient foreign fighting techniques, and then become a huge name.
In the end, he became a great warlord who controlled the life and death of a party in a chaotic area.
There will naturally be many adventures among them.
But he is always one step away from his dream of revenge.
Because the stronger he becomes, the less able he is to return to his motherland.
The resistance and supervision from the state will make it difficult for him to move forward.
He could only use the resources at his disposal to continuously send some less prominent people to return to the country on his behalf... to kill his enemies.
But fate would play a trick on him.
His enemy, Qiao Jun, had already had enough of being a black glove, so he chose to go ashore with a clear conscience and became a serious businessman.
He would have a wonderful son who would also be in touch with his supernatural side.
When the killer he arranged tried to kill Qiao Jun, the so-called entanglement between good and evil had already begun.
Like a traditional villain, he constantly sends experience babies to his opponents, and pushes his opponents to a higher level step by step.
As for the final life and death... that is a new choice.
Suppose Zhang Lu chooses to join the Xinertai people.
Then he will grow into one of the few foreign archbishops in just ten years.
And learned many wonderful magic skills.
Eventually it reached a level where it was in opposition to the country.
He would become known as a heretic.
His sins will also be made public... and will never be washed away.
Even more than ten years later, under the arrangements of some believers, Qiao Jun's family was tied before him and put on trial.
His parents will also pass away one after another in humility and cowardice because of what he did... with great regret.
The last...a choice.
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