Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 3287: Yesterday's Reproduction of the 06 Offensive

“... you? ”

Big Goldtooth pulled the white deer's collar and pulled him up.

At that moment, the white deer palpitated, afraid that the top would be torn by each other's iron hands, revealing his brother's secret.

But the Citigroup boss just glanced at him and threw him aside and fell into a blue-face swelling.

The behavior of the white deer in its own right led the tombstone townspeople to laugh.

But this laugh made the light in the red eyes of the golden tooth boss extraordinarily cold, the red light swallowed up, the moustache smeared, and suddenly laughed: “Okay, I didn't expect you to even get all hairy, but you have a lot more balls than most people here, just give you a woman, do you play? ”

“I…”

The white deer blushed and didn't know how to deal with it.

The Goldtooth boss smiled and waved: “It doesn't matter if you play with women, it doesn't matter if you play with guns, what's your name, can you play with guns? ”

“My name is White Deer. ”

White deer got smart and nodded, “I can play with guns! ”

Most kids in the wilderness play with knives and guns.

Those thick automatic rifles, even after decades of frost and snow and rust, can kill as long as they're close enough.

Even if bullets are difficult, they never really shoot, but as toys, study structures carefully, and learn to aim simply by being taught by adults —— a common experience for all the wilderness sons, and even guns are the only toys they've had since childhood.

As long as there are bullets, no wilderness son will say he can't play with guns.

“Good, as long as you can play with guns, you can play with women, take down 'New Golden Mountain', there are lots of women waiting for you to practice slowly and play slowly - you kid is lucky enough to play with real women as soon as you get on the road! ”

Boss Goldtooth didn't seem to remember the name of the white deer, but it didn't matter at all. The cold red flashes flooded into the many tombstone townspeople, "Take you, and you'll be with me when you get there. How much did I get, all for you? - Who else? ”

“Oops. ”

The white deer said in his heart, "It just so happens to be awkward. Follow the Goldtooth boss. Where's the chance to escape? ”

“Idiot. ”

Brother said, "It's only good to be with the Golden Tooth boss - the Citigroup obviously came to the towns to catch Zhuangding, all of them are the ashes of the Golden Tooth boss, the first wave is expected to be consumed, only the Golden Tooth boss is safe.

“Running away can be done slowly, not even a small life can be saved, which means that nothing is useful. ”

Perhaps there is an “example” of a white deer, the Golden Tooth boss yelled several times, and finally hundreds of tombstone townspeople responded.

Everyone, like the white deer, was equipped with a rusty automatic rifle and a dozen very valuable magazines, and some overpowered guys even delivered two grenades.

Although the equipment was eye-catching, the rest of us were reluctant to come into such a mess, biting their lips to death and not moving.

Boss Goldtooth didn't say a word, waved his big hand, the Citigroup fleet with the newly recruited soldiers simply left Tombstone Town.

The white deer sat up and down behind a military truck, dizzy, hidden and disgusting, suddenly heard a few violent explosions behind them, with everyone, pulling the truck's tent out and looking only at the horizon, the direction of gravestone town lit up intense black smoke, the whole town burned with bears.

“Look, I told you, Goldtooth can't just let the rest of those guys go. ”

Brother sighed in the heart of the white deer, “The public recruitment just now, I'm afraid, was just a 'test'. The person who passed the test was barely a 'recruit'. The person who failed the test was a slave to the face, locked with a remotely piloted bomb and forced to flush the lowest level of cannon ash in front of him - which is inevitable. ”

The white deer looked at the burning tombstone town and did not speak for half a day.

“What about the village? What about my sister? ”

Although he doesn't like the rotten smell of Tombstone Town, after all, this is where he grew up, and the black flames spread his teeth and claws in the lead cloud, making him feel so lonely and tiny for the first time.

“The village is far from Tombstone Town, and in the hidden mountains, it is not necessarily found by the Citigroup - the fighting is urgent and they are not expected to waste much time in small mountain villages without oil and water. ”

Brother said, "As for the future... let it be God's will! ”

……

White deer can only do as God commands.

Over the next few days, they went to several large, populous towns nearby, the same routine, first “heavy gold recruitment”, then coercion by force, including the white deer, the "hairless kid”, was used by the Golden Tooth boss as a live advertisement to ridicule the cowardice of the frightened, so that the snowball gathered tens of thousands of people.

After the “Snake Master" affair, the white deer created some psychological shadow, full of fear and guard against the legendary poor and notorious Goldtooth boss 120,000 points, but okay, about he is really bad mouth, and before the war, the military busy, not much time to make the white deer, just let the white deer follow one of his guards to learn some basic operations on the battlefield, severely slammed, white deer to increase his life saving principal money, and also to learn hard.

Only one day, the Golden Tooth boss learned from the tombstone town recruits that the white deer had killed the big owner of the Wolf Gambling House, "Snake Master”. However, he generated some interest and asked him specifically at dinner.

The white deer naturally did not want to tell his brother's secret, just said that he pulled out his pistol in his waist when “Snake Grandpa” was not ready, bombed his head, borrowed his thin body, drilled out of the ventilation window, but hid no details.

“Master Snake” was famous near Tombstone Town, reached the rank of the Golden Tooth boss in the fierce ear, but it was nothing. He was too lazy to ask for details. He just broke five fingers and slapped the white deer on the shoulder: “Good boy, I knew I would never mistake the wrong person. After this battle, if you didn't die and cut off five more heads, you would join the Citigroup! ”

The white deer was slapped in the teeth and grinned, and watching the Golden Tooth boss fill the ugly face of the patch, I don't think it's that scary, and the strong smell on his body seems to be much lighter.

……

Three more days later, they finally arrived above the "New Golden Mountain”, an underground city of the Alliance.

The delay of so many days was due to the constant addition of new demonic teams to their ranks.

Far from what the White Deer saw in Tombstone Town, the power of the Citigroup was to send dozens of "Armed Recruitment Squads”, scratching almost all the populous towns in the bloody wasteland and gathering countless “Recruits”.

There are dozens of bandits already notorious and heinous, who have also come to “invest” on their own initiative to break the "New Golden Mountain” with the Citigroup and do a hard job.

Only after seeing so many strangely shaped demons did the white deer know that the world was so big that the whole bloody wilderness alone had so many distinct and distinct towns and tribes.

Some gang members are wearing poisonous spike armor made from giant scorpion crusts, like a big scorpion standing up by one man.

Some clans are covered in feathers, leaving no gaps, which are said to protect them from severe radiation.

All the inhabitants of another town were right arm deformities, almost half of their bodies, and walking was extremely inconvenient - but the Golden Tooth boss said that they were born to throw grenades and that it would be best to throw a full bundle of grenades hundreds of meters precisely to attack the city.

Of course, the white deer also saw countless forced “slave soldiers”.

They tend to be ragged, frowning, chained around their necks, with remotely piloted bombs hanging next to them, three or five locked together, allowing only to move forward, not to move backwards, and there is still a line of life to move forward, and backwards they and their companions' heads fly halfway - a group of walking corpses.

These include some of the townspeople of Tombstone Town.

Even the Sirius Casino.

Seeing what happened to them, Bai Xiao realized how wise his brother had made him sign up at the time, the difference between heaven and hell.

Despite this “heaven," it's just one hell of a floor up there.

Different sources, uneven or even untamed teams, forgiveness in the murderous name and power of the Golden Tooth boss, but also in full three days, can barely let the large army march to the “New Golden Mountain”.

This is the northeastern part of the bloody wasteland, literally hell.

The savage wilderness, originally a dead area of the Red Gobi and the desert.

After more than half a month of carpet-type bombardment, the hills were shredded to the ground, where struggling plants were unified into powder, leaving only one striking crater after another, reflecting colorful light and recording the extreme heat at which the explosion took place.

Dozens of these dark, deep, bottomless oval craters are particularly striking.

The Goldtooth boss told the white deer that it was the damage caused by the earth-boring bomb.

To facilitate the infantry's impact, the earth-boring bomb does not land vertically, but has a tilted angle, slanted into the ground, once it bursts, forming a natural slope, even by relying on the feet of the demons, that can rush directly into it.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

Every five minutes, there is a stinging whistle in the air, followed by a big, deafening explosion, and a fire ball rises over “New Golden Mountain”, turning into a black cloud of teeth dancing claws.

This is a train cannon from far away, said to be hundreds of metres long and capable of covering the entire bloody wilderness, bombing every five minutes, which, although not capable of causing much damage, can shock the entire "New Golden Mountain” and greatly disturb the spirit of the Guardian Army.

This is all the more proof of my brother's judgment that a train gun is something that no Citigroup can possess, and it must be a "contract” piece of equipment.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, everyone, including the slave soldiers, sent a very suspicious tablet stating that it prevented poison gas and radiation.

Most people swallowed it, but the white deer hid beneath their tongues. When they went to the bathroom, they secretly threw it up. When they came back, they looked at the people's eyes, all of them were like monsters who had lost their minds.

At 2.30 p.m., when the last shelling took place, the smoke turned orange.

That is the general order of attack issued by the Pact.

“Kill him! ”

Boss Goldtooth stood in the armored car, hissing, “Take down ‘New Golden Mountain', grab water, grab food, grab women! ”

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What the hell is going on?

I, I have no control over my hands!

The first time I discovered that the days without words were so empty and lonely, it was like an addictive withdrawal reaction!

What should I do? "Forty Thousand Years of Fixing" is such a good novel. I can't believe I've finished it. I won't be able to write it in the future. God, earth, what should I do? ~ ~ ~ ~