"Surrender, or die!" Hua Yang's voice was stereotyped, like a death-seeking symbol, echoing in the quiet valley. The dull crusaders' eyes had lost their focal length. // Visit to download txt novel ///

Just like a gambler who lost all his gambling books, the saint had long lost his elegance and compassion. He reached out and pulled Ralph and asked, "What should I do? What should I do?"

Ralph, who was out of his body, had only the roar of guns and cannons left in his head. Everything in front of him was as cold as a nightmare. Looking at the Saint who had lost his calmness, Ralph didn't know what to do! On weekdays, he was a cavalry leader who followed the pope, and except for loyalty, he was useless.

To put it nicely, to put it bluntly, it is just a fool who can only flatter. Faced with such a situation, Ralph was in a state of silence, and instead asked the saint in a low voice: "What should we do? What should we do?"

"Useless waste!" The saint was uneasy, throwing Ralph, who was not good at seeing or using it, and then began to contact the pope while pinning his hopes on the three million reserve crusaders who were rushing to the valley entrance.

One hundred and twenty container trucks are divided into two parts, seventy are facing outside the valley and fifty are facing inside the valley. With sufficient ammunition and personnel, they are rotating meat grinders that will not allow any living organism to break through the firepower network composed of 12.7 mm caliber.

The Three Million Crusaders were the last reserve team for this Eastern Expedition. They took neat steps and looked at the trucks at the entrance of the valley and the machine guns that were almost played on the trucks, which made the Crusaders who had never suffered losses look disdainful. They couldn't figure out how the dozens of cars that were idle like this could block their comrades?

The three million Crusaders accelerated like hungry wolves, waving their weapons in their hands and rushing towards the front. The ones who blocked the valley were Lu Zheng and Lu Nan. After this year's growth, they both grew to about 1.8 meters tall.

Looking at the steel frenzy that was coming from the opposite side, Lu Zheng asked in a low voice: "Let's fight now! They have entered the range. If they don't hit them, they will attack us?"

Lu Nan calmed down: "The attack radius of the Crusader's thrower was one thousand meters. After putting them into one thousand one hundred meters, we were firing. Remember our purpose of combat this time."

"I understand!" Lu Zheng robbed Bai and said: "Annihilate the enemy and capture more prisoners. Leave them all in the East."

"What are you waiting for!" Looking at the arm of the Crusader's throwing hand, Lu Nan turned the muzzle of the six-barrel Gatling and let out a stern shout: "Blow!" He pulled the trigger with his fingers, and the bullet rain formed a sharp metal storm.

On the roof of seventy trucks, all the guns began to ring, and at the same time, forty trucks behind them were divided into 50 trucks to cooperate with the attack. The whistling rain of bullets was like a sickle cut by the god of death, instantly taking away rows of lives.

In order to fight this battle, Hua Yang prepared tens of billions of 12.7 mm marrow bullets, and 100,000 guns of various 12.7 caliber. The firepower net formed in this way can instantly knock the barrage into a wall. Evolutionaries have long forgotten the world and the firearms that can kill human lives, but were slaughtered.

The plate armor on which the three million crusaders depended for survival was as thin as newspapers at this moment, and was easily torn through by bullets. It took the lives of one person after another. The neat queue exploded in an instant, and the crusaders who were beaten and convulsed had no courage at this moment. Only instinct was left, and they ran away from behind!

"Catch up! Capture the prisoners!" Lu Zheng and Lu Nan shouted and started the truck. The first time they participated in the war, Little Red Riding Hood, which mainly fought soy sauce, trained more than participated in the war. At this moment, they also set off with her secret troops.

The roaring evolution dog, carrying puppet knights on its body, the chicks flying in the sky. They also carried the same puppet knights on its body, chased the Crusaders in surprise. It was not only the Holy See who could tame evolutionary beasts.

The golden horse Dahao and Wang Guangming cooperated skillfully. On the rumbling mine cart, the sturdy Ma Dahao was carrying a heavy iron chain. The other end of the iron chain was the anchor of the ocean freighter. Ma Dahao swung it up like a propeller blade and crushed the Crusader. The Guanying face sitting in the mine cart was as deep as water, and he kept urging Wang Guangming to drive the car faster.

The two of them were responsible for the finals with the Lu brothers, so that the three million reserve teams would not miss the net. It seemed easy to have a job, and it was difficult to master the entire game, but they just like to face the difficulties.

The mechanical cockroaches split up 500,000 and charged forward with the truck. The two legs could not run for four wheels, and all those who wanted to resist were beaten into pieces. The shadow of death began to circulate in everyone's mind. If you don't want to die, you will have only one choice left. Put aside your weapons and dignity, hold your hands high and kneel on the ground, becoming a prisoner without freedom.

Three million crusaders were killed 760,000, and the remaining 2 million were captured. They were trembling under the guns with anxiety. At this moment, they forgot that they were extremely powerful crusaders.

Not only Hua Yang received the battle report, but even the Saint knew that the reserve team had been wiped out. In this case, the remaining Crusaders were like lambs to be slaughtered and could be slaughtered at any time.

The saint who was sick and seeking medical treatment suddenly thought of the straw that saved his life, took out the communicator and asked Johnson who had just left for communication. Over and over again, no one answered!

The injured man always likes to lick his wounds. Johnson, who was running all the way, lets the communicator keep calling, but he just doesn't answer, thinking silently in his heart, wanting to show off your success in front of me, and not giving you this opportunity.

The saint who had no way to seek help could only place all hope on the pope, hoping that he could solve the predicament in front of him with the glory of the Lord.

Dilemma! Dilemma! I thought I had all the chips and should be able to defeat the enemy, but I didn't expect that the final result would be trapped here.

Through the satellite Pope, he saw a valley like hell, a mountain of blood corpse! The Crusaders outside have been captured and captured, and the inside is trapped here again. The Pope was surprised and speechless. Why did the guns that should have withdrawn from the stage of history have rejuvenated? And from the current situation, these guns have fatal power. At least the third level of the crusaders full of marrow stone equipment cannot compete with them.

War is the most primitive method. When strategies form stalemate, politics must bring both sides to the negotiating table.

The three-dimensional projection stands on the communicator, and the crusaders who were originally unruly had some fanaticism in an instant. Looking at their pope and looking at the spokesperson of the Lord in the world in faith, all the crusaders were ignited with fanaticism in their eyes.

The Pope stood opposite Hua Yang and looked at this guy who was too young carefully. He pulled the expeditionary army step by step to the edge of the cliff. He dug such a big pit and trapped everyone here.

The Pope, who is used to being condescending and lofty, always likes to speak in aria: "If you let them go now, you can win my personal friendship. After you all believe in the glory of the Lord, I can also promise that the Alliance of Evolutionaries will never set foot in the East and allow you to be self-sufficient, otherwise we will never die!"

Hua Yang looked at the Pope blankly. This was not the first time he saw this face. When he saw it last time, he was ferocious. Now when he heard the Pope say this, Hua Yang felt particularly funny for a moment. If the one who was trapped now was not the expeditionary army, but himself, then what would he suffer? It must be an extremely sharp and sharp butcher knife.

Thinking of this, a smile flashed across Hua Yang's mouth, and he said in a low voice: "Compared with other people's promises, I just wanted to believe in the future of my hard work. It's not my personality to be alone. Since there will be a battle between you and me sooner or later, why should I leave you with mercy? Wash your neck in the Alps and wait for me."

"Very good! You have angered the Evolutionary League, I will..." The Pope's face was dark, as if he was about to issue an extremely evil curse.

Hua Yang had no time to listen to his nonsense, so he took out the silver desert eagle from the side of his legs and aimed directly at the communicator on the ground. Hua Yang said arrogantly and domineeringly: "I have a gun now. Do you still need to be afraid of you?" He said that, pulling the trigger, bang! Break the three-dimensional communicator.

Looking at the arrogant man on the screen, the Pope's face was dark. The speechlessness and helpless aggrievance made him so angry that he was almost internally injured. Hua Yang, who had mastered the new type of gun, did have the capital to brag. If he was willing or even restored the entire Huaxia, evolutionary beasts and zombies were no longer invincible mountains.

Firearms will bring the distance between the strong and the weak. Ten years of hard training can't compare to a bullet. Maybe you will become a third-level strongman after dozens of life and death training, but you will be shot!

The Pope's head began to hurt again. The Holy See could organize a crusade, and the Spring Valley could also organize a musket team to go west. It was a stupid and dangerous thing to stay in the Alps before finding a way to deal with firearms.

Thinking of this, the Pope no longer cared about the lives and deaths of the crusaders and began to move to the Vatican with his confidants. In fact, Jerusalem is not bad, but it is not turbulent now. I hope Johnson can quell the rebellion.

The valley was quiet, all the crusaders closed their mouths, and the breath of despair began to spread among the crowd. There was no support outside, and there was no way to fight against guns inside. The pessimism waiting for death brewed in the air.

Hua Yang looked at these unwilling guys coldly, frowned, raised his fingers high again, and shouted loudly: "You bastards, killing you is just a waste of some bullets. Since you want to die, I will fulfill you."

"Surrender, or die!" This shout made the mountains and rivers thunder, and this shout made the mountains and rivers magnificent. All the crusaders were shaken, looking at Hua Yang blankly, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Not everyone is willing to be a martyr, nor is everyone willing to offer irrepeated life for their faith. Under Hua Yang's step-by-step coercion, someone finally couldn't stand the pressure and stood up silently from the crowd, abandoned his weapons and helmets, and raised his hands and walked slowly forward.

"You traitors! This bastard who betrays his faith!" Some people are always incompetent to the outside world and are cruel to the inside. They want to trouble the surrender when they wave their weapons.

Bang bang bang! The sniper rifle sounded continuously, and all of these guys were blown away. In order to target the enemy, Hua Yang specially asked Duan Ming to develop a new type of sniper rifle. With the explosion of the gunfire, one by one, one angry voice disappeared in this world forever.

Human beings are species that like blindly following. As long as someone takes the lead in everything, others will follow along. This is true for faith and surrender.

Hua Yang's eyes were wide open, and Op whispered in Hua Yang's ear: "Let them line up in a separate queue. Some psychics can create tnts, be careful that they will take advantage of the troubled waters."

"Everything is in a single shape, the snipers are ready. Whoever has supernatural powers flashes, will kill whoever is killed!" There are enough people who die, and Hua Yang doesn't want anyone to die anymore. There are also fanatics who are ill-hearted and want to make trouble while taking advantage of the chaos, but they didn't expect that Hua Yang will see through them, so they restrained their little thoughts.

The surrender ceremony was very fast, with about seven million crusaders becoming prisoners. Looking at the steadfast enemies inside, Hua Yang waved his arms after full of respect, and the guns and fires roared like waves, and they were annihilated in an instant. Life was so fragile and so unbearable at this moment.

Seven million prisoners were tied together, and the two million and five million outside were captured by Hua Yang by nine million, of which seven million left the world forever. Shanquan Valley also paid more than three million deaths and injuries from the evolvers.

Fortunately, he finally agreed. If there was no marrow stone warhead and if there were no 12.7mm caliber firearms, Hua Yang would no longer dare to imagine what would appear on the land of China.

Crisis! Crisis! Crisis is an opportunity in danger. Looking at the mountains of marrow stone equipment and standard armor, the originally tense materials in the mountain spring valley were instantly alleviated.

Guan Ying happily selected experimental materials among the prisoners. After a series of wars, the damage of the armed puppet was a bit serious, and now there were millions of materials, so he naturally had to choose them well. The devout believers became the only candidate. The simpler their heads were, the easier it was to be trained to form.

The news of the victory was returned to the General Staff. The staff members who had not seen the sun for many days immediately hugged each other, cheered and laughed. They won, and they really won! Annihilated six million and captured nine million. They wiped out all the invading enemies, and at least the Alliance of Evolutionaries will have no power to fight for the next fifteen years.

Shanquan Valley has only damaged three million evolvers. With the equipment of new weapons, Shanquan Valley can fight westward at any time or recover the entire China. This is equivalent to holding the initiative again in its own hands, whether to move forward or backward, slap in the face, or slap in the butt, they can do whatever they want.

Just as the staff members were cheering, Lu Heping walked in with a cold face, let out a majestic and short cough, and looked at all the staff members and said, "It's too early to celebrate now. All of you little boys, please be quieter. Now we will make a plan to place prisoners. Dige them in our internal areas."

"Yes!" All the staff members saluted Lu Heping. In the future war, prisoners were no longer limited to mining, but could also be used to conduct genetic experiments, and even drive them to fallen cities to recover the cities and eliminate zombies and evolutionary beasts. Or brainwashing education to make them pump owners in the Spring Valley.

Standing in the lightning, looking at the blood-stained valley, facing the dark clouds in the sky, Hua Yang said for a long time, and after a while, he said quietly: "Why can't people live in peace, why do they always fight for life and death, and always argue endlessly?"

"Because people have selfish intentions and want to own more. Just like you want to own more land and have more people under your command. The greedy ** is endless, and each class will choose their spokesperson for the benefit, and you are the spokesperson for the Spring Valley." Zhang Tianshi became more and more like a close sister, helping Hua Yang continue to analyze: "In the eyes of the class you are in, it is understandable that you do this, and there is nothing wrong with it. In the eyes of the Holy See, you blocked their way to preach doctrine, you are evil, and you are unreasonable. So they can't wait to destroy you."

A deep flashed in Zhang Tianshi's eyes, and finally concluded: "Class interests represent everything. In this world where there is no right or wrong, everything is written by the victor. Sometimes aggression can be modified into a pioneering world. As for what the truth of history is, no one can tell it clearly."

Hua Yang had some insights in an instant, and slowly turned his head. At the same time, thunder was rolling in the sky, and heavy rain fell down. The raindrops as big as beans fell on the ground, splashing out a splash of water. The bright red on the ground was washed by the rain, and soon formed a dark red river, watering along the rocks into the land on both sides.

Hua Yang looked at everything in front of him silently. The rain washed the whole world hazy. The dry land desperately absorbed the hard-earned rain. Bicui, who was originally dying, is now trying hard to stretch out her leaves and absorb the water in the rain.

At this moment, Hua Yang suddenly realized that the fittest survived. Those who were suitable survived, and those who were inappropriate were eliminated naturally. Every species did not miss their own opportunities to be strong. Isn’t the love for life also selfish to themselves?

Hua Yang let out a long sigh, and the distracting thoughts in his heart were thrown behind him. If he survived, he would live with his subordinates proudly, not giving up every opportunity to grow, and continue his own population.
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