One Thousand Three Hundred and Three Come Again

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Let us bring the battlefield back to the front. The white-clothed swordsmen who were attacked by the powerful ballistic missiles cheered up again. They crawled out of the mud with the help of other swordsmen from the Heavenly Sword God Sect who poured into the new world. , covered with dust, looked at the world in front of him in embarrassment.

In fact, this world is quite good, with mountains and rivers, outstanding people and great spirits... It's a pity that until now, it still doesn't belong to them!

"What happened? Damn it!" A new swordsman asked while looking at his disgraced comrades who were already in a mess.

He had just pulled out an unlucky, half-buried poor swordsman from the soft soil. There was a wound on the opponent's arm, and the blood stained his shirt, which really hurt just by looking at it.

At the same time, another swordsman on the other side managed to find the bodies of the comrades who had just been bombed.

The swordsman, who was already a bit fat, knelt on one knee and looked down at the neatly arranged corpses with a slightly clumsy movement.

"Senior Sister... woooooo...Senior Sister..." A female swordsman crawled on top of a dead body, crying loudly and heartbreakingly. Her body had just been found, so she finally couldn't help crying stand up.

And a few young swordsmen stood around, lowered their heads and didn't know what to persuade. They just stood like that, watching the girl weeping on top of the dead body.

"This hatred, we must avenge it!" A swordsman clenched his fist, gnashed his teeth and cursed: "Anyone who can use such an evil weapon must be a demon! Slaying demons and doing the right thing is our duty!"

"Junior brother is right! We must kill them all, leaving no bones behind!" Another male swordsman clenched his teeth and said with a gloomy expression, "Blood debt... must be paid with blood!"

"Let those damned bastards pay with their blood!" A swordsman in white suddenly raised his fist and shouted hysterically.

"Kill all of them!" Another disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect also raised his fist and shouted excitedly.

The one who stayed here, the white-haired old man respected as the master, didn't say a word. He was worried about whether the terrorist attack just now would come again.

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"Your Majesty! The latest strike effect assessment... The enemy's combat power should have dropped below 30%!" On the bridge of the Eternal, the flagship of the Sky Fleet in the distance, a combat staff officer stepped forward and took a The file was handed to Chris, and he stood at attention and saluted.

"That is to say, is it possible for the opponent to continue fighting?" Chris was taken aback for a moment, and then asked the staff around him.

The staff officer immediately replied: "Report Your Majesty! According to the exercise, this unit has lost the ability to attack... Their confidence should have been destroyed, and it is only a matter of time before they retreat."

"There may be problems in the prediction, let the prepared missiles continue to attack..." Chris ordered.

"Your Majesty..." The combat staff officer did not retreat immediately, but stood where he was, and called out to Chris.

Chris was taken aback, and then looked at the other party: "Is there any problem? If you have any questions, just say it quickly, don't waste time."

"Yes! Your Majesty! The missiles for the reserve team are equipped with VX poison warheads..." The staff officer hesitated and said, "Would you like to replace them with conventional warheads? That would waste some time."

"No need!" Chris shook his head and said: "The other side doesn't want these soft persimmons on planet 2, they are also here to conquer this world, if you don't defeat the other side, let them kneel on the ground honestly, war will never happen It will be over!"

But he knew that there was a great man in China who said a very philosophical sentence, that is, one punch is enough to avoid a hundred punches!

Chris firmly believes that as long as he knocks the other party to the ground with one punch, the other party will surrender to him,

And in awe. Just like the magician empire in the past, just like the demon clan now!

"Obey! Now that His Majesty has made a decision, I will immediately convey the attack order!" The staff officer quickly stood at attention and saluted, then turned and left the bridge of the Eternal.

Chris walked to the front of the porthole, overlooking the ground under his feet, his hands had clenched his fists unknowingly—he was wondering if the spaceship Fengling 004 equipped with Chinese technological civilization was this damn thing The comprehension world was shot down.

If it is, then it is really a grievance and a debtor... He is now representing the Alan Hill Empire, which has inherited the Chinese civilization, to conquer this Heavenly Sword Sect.

Just as he was thinking about these questions, under his feet, one after another, the missile launch vehicles, which were originally prepared for the Panshi Empire, began to erect new missiles slowly.

These missiles are completely different from the ones just launched, because on the body of these missiles, there is a scary skull, a hideous, daunting skull!

The Alan Hill Empire seldom engraves some terrifying patterns on weapons, because they know very well that the strength of weapons does not need to use those totems to intimidate opponents.

Only when it is very dangerous, the Alan Hill Empire military will use the skull to indicate danger-such a logo is not used to scare the enemy, but to warn its own people, this thing is indeed very dangerous!

Soon, following orders, the launchers, wearing full-body protective suits and full-view transparent gas masks, began to evacuate the launch site.

Compared with when they just fired conventional warheads, these soldiers in chemical protective suits were obviously more cautious-after all, there was a container filled with a terrible liquid installed in the bomb bay of the missiles they didn't want.

The liquid in the container only needs to be as much as a Coke bottle. With the heat wave evaporating and drifting away, it is enough to kill tens of thousands of people in a city!

"Launch preparations are complete!" A soldier who was tightly wrapped up and his silver-white one-piece protective suit shone silver in the sun stood at attention and saluted, and reported to the launch officer in the launch vehicle.

The officer who was also wearing a chemical-proof outfit stood at attention and returned the salute, then solemnly walked to the launch panel and pressed the red launch button on it.

In the next second, the engine of the first missile was ignited, and the huge projectile dragged a long white smoke, slowly rising into the sky.

At the same time, the second missile also flew up, and soon disappeared on the other side of the white cloud.