Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Liu Xi stood at attention and shouted,

"Reporting to the commander, I have half-brothers; I am not an only child!"

Upon hearing this, the general was so angry his nose twisted and his face turned completely dark.

"Okay, okay, there are reasons for everything!"

This time, even the staff officers couldn't help but look down at the audience.

The line of over a thousand people did not have a single foot back.

The general slammed his fist on the podium.

boom!

A dull thud echoed through the military camp.

"Nonsense!"

"Do you guys really want to be heroes that badly?!"

No one answered.

Everyone was looking at him.

There was no fanaticism, no performance, and not a hint of showing off in those eyes.

Only calmness and steadfastness.

The general wanted to curse.

He wanted to scold them for disobeying orders, for not knowing what was important, and for valuing their own lives too little.

But how could he bring himself to say those words?

There are no heroes.

It was just a group of kids who changed their clothes and stood in the ranks, learning from their predecessors how to protect their country.

The general lowered his eyes and remained silent for a full three seconds.

He sighed.

"You are all good children."

Yes.

They are all good children.

Many of them may have been studying at university before the disaster, secretly watching the girls they liked on the sidelines of the training field, and only telling their parents good news during their vacations.

But now, they stand here, having written their wills, waiting for an order to send them to a demon god.

The general closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his face regained its calm and almost cold expression.

"Since no one is withdrawing, let's use a computer to randomly select candidates."

He turned to look at the staff officer:

"List".

The staff officer immediately projected the screening results onto the large screen.

Thousands of names scrolled rapidly, until only one hundred and twenty remained.

Among those excluded, someone finally couldn't help but shout:

"Sir, I can do it!"

"Shut up!" the general shouted at him.

"Obey orders."

The soldier's eyes reddened, and he suddenly stood at attention and saluted.

"yes!"

The general looked at the final list, his voice slow but clear:

"Those whose names are called, step forward."

"Chen Yuan."

"arrive!"

"Zhou Li".

"arrive!"

"Wang Ce".

"arrive!"

"Shen Minghe".

"arrive!"

One name after another was mentioned.

One soldier after another stepped forward.

They stepped out of the ranks, their footsteps falling in unison on the ground, like the resounding beat of war drums striking everyone's hearts.

Soon, 120 people stood at the front.

The general looked at them and raised his hand in salute.

At that moment, all the officers in the entire military camp raised their hands simultaneously.

The remaining soldiers also saluted in unison.

There was no applause or slogans, only a silent salute.

Because everyone knows that once these 120 people leave the queue, there's a high probability they'll never come back.

.......

As the ten Pangu ships approached within fifteen kilometers, the black spikes on Brett's body suddenly trembled in unison.

That was a demon-level life form's instinctive warning of the danger of death.

In the domain perception, something extremely dangerous is rapidly approaching.

Its dozens of scarlet eyes turned to the sky at the same time, and saw ten steel figures rushing down from behind the clouds.

Each Pangu ship is only six meters tall, making them look like insects in front of a hundred-meter-tall demon god.

However, the dangerous aura emanating from deep within the chest cavity of one of the mechs caused Brett's domain to contract slightly for a moment.

"This technological civilization..." Brett's voice was somewhat incredulous, his sharp pupils opening and closing repeatedly.

"They actually have a weapon that can threaten me?"

It was puzzled: how could this technological civilization be so powerful?

But it soon burst out laughing.

Because it actually felt it made sense.

Kogas was willing to trade the coordinates of this civilization not because the other party was generous or stupid, but because this bone was indeed tough to chew.

If Earth were just an ordinary technological civilization, Kogas could have simply devoured it itself; there would have been no need for it to share its prey.

It now appears that Kogas suffered a loss at the hands of this civilization.

And he ate quite a lot.

Thinking about this, Brett felt much more at ease.

This at least shows that this was not a trap set by Kogas, but a genuine transaction.

"interesting."

It chuckled softly, its dozens of eyes gleaming with even greater greed.

"Once I take over this civilization, Kogas's face will be quite a sight."

After saying that, Brett did not stay on the surface as a target, nor did he stubbornly remain as a living cover for the underground demons.

Its hundred-meter-long body suddenly sank downwards, its sharp spikes spinning at high speed, like a black calamity star crashing back into the ground.

Rumble!

The already loosened strata, ravaged by bunker-buster missiles, collapsed again.

Brett's massive body, enveloped in a domain shield, plummeted downwards, tearing rocks and soil apart with its spikes, only to have them collapse behind it again.

It even actively fills the surface soil and rock back into place, and the cracked surface closes up again.

A dozen seconds later, ten Pangu ships swooped down from the sky.

Their palm nozzles simultaneously adjust their attitude, and the weapon system locks onto the original coordinates.

However, the red outline of the demon-level target has disappeared on the main screen.

[Target lost.]

[Abnormal residual heat source.]

The Earth's surface structure is rapidly closing.

[Antimatter delivery window expired.]

One of the Pangu ships attempted to bombard the spot where Brett had disappeared, trying to create an opening.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The explosion and flames once again ravaged the wasteland, sending large amounts of rubble flying into the air.

But deep underground, Brett had already dived hundreds of meters down again, coldly watching above through the thick layers of rock.

It can sense all of this.

"Sir, what should we do?"

A seventh-tier demon prostrated itself beside them, its voice filled with awe.

Brett turned to look at the now-expanded wormhole and said:

"Let the burrowing dragons dig enough tunnels underground!"

"I will make the entire underground of this planet our territory!"

Since it's difficult to fight on the ground, let's start underground.

Once the entire underground area is its own territory, it can fight however it wants!

One after another, enormous earth-burrowing dragons crawled out of the dark blue wormhole.

Their front ring-shaped teeth rotate at high speed, making a screeching friction sound when they hit the rock strata, like countless rusty saw blades gnawing at a bone at the same time.

A passageway.

Ten channels.

Hundreds of channels...

……

Tian Shu Underground City, General Command Center.

On the main screen, the image of the demon god Brett disappearing is displayed.

Han Niba stared at the screen, his face showing no surprise, and said in a stern voice:

"Just as I thought."

A staff officer standing nearby said:

"With the demon-level target evaded in advance, Plan A has failed."

"It won't stand there and wait for an antimatter bomb to hit it, as we'd like."

Han Niba slowly exhaled.

Previous encounters with demons have proven that enemies of this level are not only terrifying in strength, but also have an almost abnormally sharp sense of danger.

Even with multiple layers of shielding, drones carrying antimatter bombs could not completely conceal themselves from approaching.

As long as the demon god creates distance in advance, no matter how powerful the antimatter bomb is, it can only blow up air.

But Da Xia never prepares only one plan.

Han Niba looked at the communications officer and decisively said:

"Activate Plan B."

The communications officer was jolted.

"yes!"

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