Apocalypse Cockroach

The black blood is like an old scar on a brown gravel, and each scar has one or several residual corpses, children, women, men, and seamen, looking at each other. In this barren brown land where only weeds can grow, there are corpses, dozens or hundreds of meters, necessarily entangled together, like a brutal bloody battlefield. Occasionally, you can see some corpses piled up like hills, a man who retains his anger, even at the last minute, still holds the heroic battle, a broken rifle, a sieve-like shield, a curved steel contradiction, and a broken long knife. There must be a crippled Claya in the pile, surrounded by corpses.

Such ordinary evolutionists fear that the high seas of the tiger are born and bruised to death by the flesh and blood of ordinary people. In addition to the corpses, there are some wounded with only a breath left. These wounded are simply wrapped up and placed together, sitting on a mountain bag with their eyes beneath them as if infinite corpses, more than 8,000 human beings, more than 4,000 seas of corpses, adorn this permanently barren place.

The wounded, sitting side by side with the nation regardless of race, had yellow, white, black and brown skin colour among them, but abandoned all prejudices to arrogance, quietly enjoyed the tranquillity of the post-war period, the living women and children brought in precious food and water sources, forced hunger in their bellies and thirst in their mouths, fed little by little to these wounded, or they could not survive without the flesh and blood of these men blocking the seamen's pursuit.

No one complains that nobody robs others for a little bit of food, all of them maintain order in a sad and dull atmosphere. During the three days of killing, everyone here has undergone a transformation of heart, grinding away all weaknesses, leaving only strong, knowledgeable about guardianship, willing to give, believing in hope and solidarity.

While they were waiting for rescue, the Hawk Skyboat on the cloud stood like a Shinto on everyone's head. The three days of Kessler's life were not very good. The blood silk in his eyes made him look scary, messy, and his chin cut as if he were another person. Regel acted relatively well. Apart from the slight mess in his hair and some wrinkles in his clothes, he was in good spirits.

“Approximately 8,600 people died, of whom more than 3,000 were men, more than 5,000 were women and children, puppet fighters were exterminated, only 71 remained in the 500 guard corps, and blood fighters were exterminated. It is expected that 4200 Haitians will be killed and injured. In addition, 47 Haitians were captured, and more than 90 per cent were seriously injured. More than 780 reinforcements were killed, more than 1,200 injured, 150 were executed for fleeing, and 27 others were insane. The above is a rough estimate of three days. More time is needed to take stock… ”

A shark-hunting shark from afar appeared above the survivors' heads only through the clouds, watching planes appear, survivors hiding everywhere stood up and waved to the sky, staring at the survivors who stood among the countless bodies on the display screen. Kessel's face was ugly, he swallowed a hard spit, staring at Regel with his tired eyes, and seemed to be questioning.

“Didn't expect so many people left? I remember that there were always only 7,000 women and children, that is, at least half of the men left, and it seemed that these guys were really lucky. ”

Regel touched his chin, narrowing his eyes and stating his surprise, his eyes flashed and said positively: “How's it going with the Chinese? ”

Kesseller picked up the information collector in his hand and quickly retrieved the intelligence on Zhao Deyi's side, according to Ben Xuanko: “The Chinese have lost their town and are stepping back from the third defensive line. As of this morning, the Chinese have killed 390 people, injured more than 260 people, and their troops have been reduced by 20 percent. It is hard to believe that they have persisted, and the first reinforcements will be reached in the afternoon. If this team is as strong as Zhao's men, it should be no problem to guard the last defensive line.

By the way, the Chinese material transit center is also in a hurry to repair the defense work, there was a lot of building materials there, it only takes two months, they can build a Machino defense line, if the supplies are plentiful, they may be able to hold it until the next century, in addition, our soldiers there will lose a lot, the loss is 50 percent more than the Chinese, if this battle continues, without the Chinese, our soldiers may collapse. ”

Kesseller was very surprised that Zhao Deyi was able to resist three days. You know, during these three days, the commanders stationed in front of them more than once reported to them that they couldn't hold on to the front line and demanded all the supplies and support they could get. These support far exceeded the rear's ability. The aim was not to persevere, but to request to retreat to the rear. Thanks to Chinese perseverance, a large proportion of Australian soldiers also persisted.

“Well, let's go down, for now, we passed the first level, at least with a good head...” Regel was not surprised by the achievements of the Chinese, and the fighters on both sides were not on the same level, although he was confident that Australia's military might catch up soon.

“Supported ground forces suffer heavy casualties, take a lot of time to repair, some scattered units need to be integrated, and some scattered seafarers are scattered in the wilderness, threatening traffic routes and requiring soldiers to protect vehicles along the way, well, there are at least 40,000 more seafarers in the west and central areas, although they all fall into uninhabited areas and require a lot of energy to monitor, as well as the bodies below… ”

Kessel was a perfect deputy, and he started scheduling his next assignment, and Regel sat by the window staring down at the countless bodies walking on the expanding and rough ground, and half a dozen moments later he suddenly asked, “How much more blood do we have from Japan? ”

The New Era massacred Japanese people in Hokkaido to plant blood, hundreds of thousands of people were cleared. During this massacre, more than 100,000 blood species were planted. Although Wan Jiang and Zhang Xiaoqiang robbed nearly 10,000 blood species, there are still hundreds of thousands of others. For the blood species, Regel is quite conservative. Apart from distributing it to part of Genesis, most others are pinched in hand. The New Era thought that Naga robbed most of the blood species, and did not care too much, until Australia split from the New Era, Regel dared to take it out.

“There are about 30,000 more in the vault of the Hawk Skyboat, which would take about 12,000 if used by the surviving men...” Kessel immediately reported a number that had been in his heart for a long time. Regel's hands crossed over on his chin, his deep eyes staring at the void in front of him seemed to be thinking about something. He shook his head for a while: “Without hurrying to promote the evolutionaries, the battlefield was filled with blood, commanding him to bury the bodies in situ and bury them where they died... ”

“Are you going to?” Kessel shocked, looking at Regel's indifferent eyes without a joke, sucked in a breath of cold air and Regel nodded: “This is a knockout, it's also an opportunity, the sea blood is red, the human blood is red, blood where the flowers first appeared was where the bodies were buried, what the Japanese called reborn flowers, Meaning that every blood flower is the reincarnation of the soul after the death of the deceased. The reincarnation period is twelve months and eight days. The fruit produced is called Jing Soul Fruit. Each reincarnated flower produces Jing Soul Fruit that happens to make ordinary people evolutionary. It is hailed as the refuge of the dead, the salvation of the living. Later, someone found that blood can ripen the reincarnation flower, and in a very short period of time can obtain Jing Soul Fruit, so the reincarnation flower becomes blood flower, Jing Soul Fruit Becoming a blood species, the path of redemption becomes the path of destruction, which is the secret of blood. ”

“In twelve months and eight days, we'll have 12,000 new evolutionists?” Kessel immediately forgot the blasphemy of the deceased, excited to ask Regel, Regel long sighed and said: “I like to study history, like to pursue the root cause, that's why I understand these things. The funny thing is that several major forces know only blood flowers, but do not know reborn flowers, reborn flowers are the real hope of humankind, one person's flesh and soul becomes the hope of another... ”

“Sir, where are we landing?" ”The captain of the airship reported to the two men through an internal communications device, at a height of 100 metres above the ground, looking at countless bodies on the ground, Kessel seemed to have seen countless reincarnated peanuts growing in this barren land and immediately ordered:" Landing in the place with the largest number of bodies…. ”

“Well, let's go and meet our heroes, everyone who can live to this day is the elite of the future, and I saw in them the hope of humanity that this is just the beginning, that there will be many people in the future who can overcome fear and brave warriors...” Kessler forgot about fatigue and repression, and the whole person rose alive. But when he saw the pile of bodies outside the window, his emotions subsided again. Nah: “Unfortunately, many brave people died in battle, and most of them survived looking for opportunities... ”

“Don't be too demanding. Soldiers who can survive on the battlefield are the good soldiers. On the battlefield, the weak and the reckless are the fastest to die. Only those who are neither weak nor reckless are the best fighters. For soldiers, the real victory of every battle is that they can survive… ”

Regel was reluctant to demand these men after the war, and he was satisfied that for the superiors, victory was conditional on the attainment of the intended goal, and for the soldiers, survival was victory.

As they walked down the corridor together, the communications officer reported again: "Mr. John has arrived in Australia and is supporting the northern battlefield, asking the two commanders to meet… ”