My Empire

In the concert office hallway of the Elan Hill Empire, it is crowded with people from all directions. These people have some gorgeous clothes, some even naked, and all colors are crowded together, and they are dissatisfied with a variety of complaints.

A hands with a hands-held aristocratic frown question to block the guards in front of him: "Why? Why don't you let us go to Higs 5 to reinsurance? I am signing up! Even if you will definitely die there, I am willing!"

After his body, the old soldiers hanging on the medal in the chest also said: "Yes! Isn't it a life! I will give it! I don't believe it! We can be rolled by a group of bunks. On the head! "

"I want to be in Doman! Although I am disabled now, I have no legs, but I can play! Give me the limb, or a good Han!" A good eye, no one The man of the legs patted their own limbs and shouted.

There is no way to come here. It can come here, and more less are a bit of a little relationship. It is not the national hero is the empire, and they are really not too rude.

However, in front of you, it is going to be out of control - there are more and more people in the corridor, and I can't see it at all.

Several white Sword Snowy Swordsman came back to fly sword, but did not yell, but the sound is not small.

They followed several female swords behind them, although they were ordinary but temperament, they were very extraordinary.

These people are also very excited, facing the guards of the guard: "We have lost your own Zongmen, now we can't lose our Allai Hill! We are willing to die!"

"Yes! We are willing to die!" The girls were passionate, and the tone was full.

Since I saw a live broadcast from the front line, many of the Swordsman who came to the Jianjie Shennong came to the conscription to ask about the front line.

Although most of the swordsman were persuaded, there were still some cultivated swordsman who wanted to go to the country's active battle.

When I heard the swordsman, the dragon soldiers on the side didn't have to show weakness, and the opening emphasized: "Yahar is still fighting on Higs 5, how can our Dragon may give up his general! Let's go! As long as you are willing to open a delivery door, or arrange a landing! Let us go! "

These dragons are wearing golden armor, except for those who are like a cactus, there is only their most eye-catching.

The problem is that their dragon warrior is a high horse, standing there, thinking that it is difficult to pay attention.

The Elf Warrior of the other side is much smaller, but they still stand there or still 10,000 points.

The snow-white skin is equipped with a pointed ear, looks like a cute quencher female warrior, whether there is a man's gaze.

Those male swords from the Tianjian Shenzong under the eyes of these female elves, the more courage. They took a chest, firm and unparalleled: "Let's go! Give us a chance!"

A muscles are very naked, and even if they are not poor now.

It can still still keep traditional customs who don't love wear clothes.

The descendant of the orc military officers said that the sound said: "We don't need to make up the supplies, we only have to have a sword! We only have a fist, you can also fight with the enemy to fight!"

In their opinion, it is a waste of electromagnetic rifles. Just give them an ax, they can play with the enemy.

Similarly, there is a dwarf warrior than humans. These soldiers who have a bearded warrior have a strong, but they are a little silent.

They crowded together, looked at the thighs of the dragon, snorted: "The dwarf is from the unyielding people! Our strong body is born for war! Let's go! We can also Help to repair the equipment, create a weapon! As long as we are there, the enemy will take a break to occupy Higs 5! "

After the dwarf, a group of black people's human beings, a old magic master, said: "Our Magic Police Association is loyal to the empire, loyal to Your Majesty! Higns 5 is the best place to prove our loyalty!" We are willing to sacrifice there, for the entire empire! "

Listening to him, the people behind the magician tradition of black robes, issued a high shout: "For the Emperor Empire! For the emperor!"

"Please let me go! My child is still in Higs 5! I have to fight side by side!" A middle-aged pushed, I want to squeeze it in front.

The man is unity in front of him: "Your child is already above, my child is still standing back! Let me go! Let me go! I want to knew the slag of the emperor of the emperor!"

A handsome magic warrior presses his own long sword, frowning in the crowd. He did not take human beings as a thing, but now you have to crowd with such a group of guys ... this makes him very dissatisfied, but there is no way.

"This moon is never backward! As long as there is a quota, you have to grab it!" His side, another handsome magic will find his cloak seems to be crowded, and some dissatisfied .

He didn't think about the fire, because he just came here, the people encountered, it is really a tiger-Tang Dragon.

Just an old man is also the existence of the Dafa Level, even if it is a medal of the chest, it is enough to give him a special salute ...

The most intimate is that he almost stepped on a dog, carefully look at the wolf, and then look at this wolf is more powerful than him. It is simply not reasonable.

There is no way, there are two snakes outside the door, because there is no hand, it is wet, it is very wet, and it is very unhappy, it seems that the roots are not squeerated.

In the office, several officers were also a face, they didn't expect that there would be so many people who have been to send to death.

Of course, they haven't thought about it. It should be traded and very registered to send the passionate scene, which is hard by a group of rare and quirky guys.

......

In the countless people hoped that they were buried on the bones, one of the bad trenches, a Allah Hill Empire, gathered the bombing soldiers to kill the last sweep near the hand.

He stood up and looked at it, he was a companion with the blood of the enemy, and opened his face.

His breathing breathed, breathing with bloody air, watching his companion, opened his face.

"How? I killed 27!" This clone gathered the shoulders of the bombard, and the slope that had been slammed with a white handwriting.

This is his credit, this is his enemy who killed this position within a few hours of the past.

On the shoulder armor of another soldier in front of this arms, there is also a row of similar marks, different is slightly less.

However, this throwing army shoulder's mark above, and there is a different mark, this mark is to record the soldiers to destroy the enemy destruction tank.

"Listening to the emperor's speech?" The throwing army who first opened his face, gave a sucking air, and his face revealed a smile.

"Stop, how can I not listen? Recording will play every day, I am not a deaf." The destruction of the tank of the destroyer is sitting on the ground.

"You said, can our soul, can we go back to his hometown?" The soldier leaned against the edge of the trench, watching the battlefield of the far surface as if the moon surface.

It is a pop-up, there is no branch without vegetation, and the stone has been bombarded by shells, and the body has long appeared.

After a while, the body will dissipate, and the human body will be rotted for a while ... Finally, it will return to silence, leaving only a virtual.

"Ha ... Don't pull, we have no soul at all!" The clone who sat on the ground said herself and replied: "We have no bad habits, no fear, no soul ..."

"Fantasy! You said, if we have souls, can you return to your hometown?" No enemy, the enemy did not continue to attack, relaxed, the arms played continued to talk first.

"Go back? Go back to the container everywhere, the body does not expect, the place is roaring the machine noise every day? Don't make trouble." The clone soldier sitting on the ground tears the energy food packaging, laughing Shook his head.

"If I have a soul, I want to go to Allahrus to see if there is no propaganda there." Tear the packaging throwing soldier stuffed the solid energy food in the mouth, while chewing While said.

"Maybe our soul is there." With a whistle with a whistle on the trench, there is a helplessness: "The enemy! They attacked!"

On the one side, he stretched his hand on his own face. There is another data in front of him again, and the hologram is lit, and his power machine has started working.

Not far away, a combat technology that has just been in standby is once again awakened, and the assault rifle in his hand started to keep steaming in the distance.

"Dangdang ..." The shell thrown out of the shell window dropped on the ground, and smashed the crisp sound on the housing that had been dense.

"Call!" Support the fire to roar, the shells flew over the top of these throwing troops, and then filled with the slitting place in the distance.

The huge explosion flew the soil, covering the sky, no lively, shocking wave spread, shredning everything around.

The offensive cleaning troops shuttle in the explosion, and a little bit close to the Allah Empire trenches that have been unrecognizable.

"Ammunition supplement!" A throwing army took the electromagnetic rifle through this trench, and his followed two obviously the repair of the robot.

The new parts of these robots are new, it looks like a person on a person, full of patch.

Although such robots have not been able to continue to fight in front of the front line, it is still possible to perform some simple tasks.

At this moment, they carry a heavy backpack, carry a variety of ammunition boxes, and still hang the machine gun chain, and start the porter.

"We need hand thunder, there is also a filled electromagnetic rifle!" There is a "anti-tank mark" on the shoulders refer to the empty bumper under the foot, and said.

Two put down your hands filled with a magic cartridge, and put a box of grenades, which leaving the throwing soldiers that brought the team.

"Optimistic, maybe we will not die." While hanging the spare magazine in his waist, there is a marked throwing army on your shoulders while comforting your companion.

"What is the relationship between this and optimism? We can't die ..." The throwing troper that whistle was also doing the same thing. He looked up and looked at the other side.

"Yeah, I have a few unclear every day, maybe I have already died, maybe the last one will even fight, the war is over." There is anti-tank mark on the shoulder. Laughing and praised.

"Yes, I heard that in the clone of the planet, I can produce thousands of soldiers like this every day ... we will not die, we just changed a way to eternal life!" That a whistle The shot will put the last magazine in the waist, stand up, leaning on the pit wall of the trench, extend his own rifle forward.

In the next second, he deducted the trigger, the bullet accelerated bullet was like lightning, and directly cut down a clear sweeper that is overwhelming.

Soon, the other party's retaliation came to face, and several black energy groups from different directions were smashed near this position, and set off a piece of soil.

The buzzard of the explosion was filtered by the headset, but the shock wave still shocked the two throwers. When they climb again, the enemy has been nearly.

On the battlefield not far away, a destroyed tank was rolled away, and a little slowly pressed against the defense position of the Allah Hill Empire.

And in the past, the electromagnetic tank of the Allah Hill Empire, this time did not appear behind the arms troops.

"Isn't there a tank to help yesterday? Today, a tank has not been there?" Request to the eyes of yourself, from the battlefield map, this clone soldier has seen no friendly support after you.

"Who is not as good as yourself!" Another throwing army put a anti-tank missile on his shoulders, pressed the anti-tank mark: "Kill!"