Humanity is missing, luckily I have billions of clones.

Chapter 37 Cage
When Li Qingsong completed the deployment of troops and set up the encirclement, the strange birds in the small plain were still engaged in a warm and passionate courtship activity.

A total of millions of strange birds were playing, frolicking, and mating there, as if spring had arrived and everything was full of vitality.

Looking at this scene, Li Qingsong showed a cruel smile.

Then...fire!
Following Li Qingsong's order, a total of 50 artillery pieces scattered along the 1000-kilometer front around the small plain were fired at the same time.

Amidst the silent roar, the earth suddenly shook.

A fierce flame burst out from the muzzle, and the next moment, a huge shell slammed down towards the small plain below at twice the speed of sound.

After a few seconds.

A thousand fireballs suddenly exploded on the small plain, and the earth shook violently at this moment as if there was an earthquake.

The fireball exploded, and in an instant, at least tens of thousands of strange birds were blown into pieces.

Amidst the flying blood and flesh, the strange birds, who were originally immersed in the joy of the breeding season, were stunned for a moment.

Before they could recover, a second round of artillery fire, coupled with a torrent of bullets from high-speed machine guns, arrived.

The huge ammunition belt assembly line usually delivers the ammunition to the barrel of the heavy machine gun. Then, the shell casings fly out and pile up on the side. The bullets fly out from the muzzle at high speed and, together with the shell door, bombard the group of strange birds.

At the same time, the clones serving as infantry were not to be outdone.

They were holding huge submachine guns and had already spread out among the mountains around the small plain, occupying advantageous shooting positions from high ground.

For a moment, gunfire rang out.

Endless bullets and artillery shells poured onto the small plain like a flood in an instant.

Li Qingsong realized that in just over ten minutes, he had bombarded this small plain with at least 10 artillery shells, hundreds of millions of heavy machine gun bullets, and tens of millions of submachine gun bullets!

Assuming that a large logistics truck has a load capacity of 100 tons, in just over ten minutes, all the loads of 50 large trucks were used up!
Not to mention the extra money they had to pay for fuel, food, oxygen and other supplies in order to deliver the loads of these 50 large trucks to the front line.

An idea suddenly flashed through Li Qingsong's mind.

"I've heard for a long time that wars are all about logistics. I didn't quite understand it before, but now I finally understand.

With this kind of fighting style and this rate of consumption, even if my base and population were to expand tenfold, they wouldn't last long.

Fortunately, this battle won't take too long."

Under the bombardment of thousands of tons of artillery shells and bullets, the small plain was in ruins.

In just over ten minutes, at least 50 strange birds were killed!
At this moment, the strange birds' original happiness and excitement had long disappeared. Faced with this blow that was like a natural disaster, they began to flee frantically.

For a moment, there was chaos in the air, some were flying upwards, some were flying outwards, and some were running away.

At this time, we can no longer rely on artillery bombardment.

The reason is simple: they are already dispersed, and the effectiveness of artillery bombardment will be greatly reduced.

but it does not matter.

The armored vehicles and tanks that had been prepared long ago roared and rushed down like tigers descending from the mountains.

Behind them, large numbers of infantry clones wearing special space suits, holding submachine guns in their hands and carrying heavy magazines and grenades rushed over.

If they saw a group of strange birds, the tank guns would fire a shot. If a strange bird was alone, the infantry would sweep it away with a volley of bullets.

Sometimes when encountering a large number of strange birds, the infantry will use tanks as cover, leaning against the tanks and madly pouring bullets. They only need to hold on for a few minutes, and the surrounding support will arrive immediately to kill all the strange birds together.

A thousand tanks and armored vehicles raced across the battlefield like unstoppable beasts, carving a bloody path wherever they charged. On the outskirts of the battlefield, while artillery and heavy machine guns could no longer fire recklessly, lest they accidentally injure friendly forces, they still occasionally engaged in attacks in areas devoid of allies, providing strong support for the battle.

A considerable number of heavy machine guns were aimed at the sky.

They can fire indiscriminately because their own side has no flying ability, so all the birds that can fly are strange birds and can be shot directly.

In the sky, many strange birds were flying madly like jet fighters, dragging long tails of flames. Some wanted to fly over and attack them, while others just wanted to escape.

But no matter what they tried to do, they were greeted with a volley of machine gun bullets.

Li Qingsong didn't care how many bullets he fired. He had enough bullets anyway.

Li Qingsong only wants one thing.

When you see a strange bird, just shoot it. It’s best to weld the clones’ fingers to the triggers. Keep shooting and don’t stop!

The barrage of bullets from numerous heavy machine guns created an unbreakable cage, trapping all the strange birds inside.

Tanks, armored vehicles, and infantry clones were like killers in a cage, charging and killing without restraint, quickly harvesting the lives of the strange birds.

As a result, amid the rumbling of artillery fire, the number of strange birds that could still move on the small plain and fly in the sky became fewer and fewer.

The battle lasted only a little over an hour and was nearing its end.

After the final charge, Li Qingsong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

All the monster birds that still have the ability to fight have been destroyed.

It is not known whether there are still any in space, but at least at this moment, there should be no strange birds on Luoshen that can still fight.

So... it's time to clean up the battlefield.

Li Qingsong felt genuine joy.

With so many strange birds, how much body fluid would they need... If I collected all that body fluid as additives, how many high-quality clones could I cultivate...

Although the previous battle was fierce and countless strange birds were blown away and shattered, it didn't matter.

The temperature on Luoshen is too low, and even if their body fluids flow out, they will quickly freeze into ice.

All he had to do was "scrape" the surface of the ground to collect all the body fluids.

The subsequent steps are nothing more than filtration and purification to separate the impurities.

Empty, heavily loaded trucks began to roll in. The infantry clones transformed into battlefield sweepers and began clearing the battlefield.

During this process, Li Qingsong also collected many strange birds that were injured but not dead.

Li Qingsong would not kill these strange birds, but would collect them all and transport them back to the base to raise them as livestock.

It took three full days of hard work before the battlefield was finally cleaned up.

The big truck that was originally empty is now full again.

There are still a lot of valuable items left on the battlefield, but it doesn’t matter, you can wait and collect them slowly later.

More than 3000 vehicles have been assembled.

Come back home!

(End of this chapter)