Chapter 683

It rained heavily and thundered.

An independent combat team, moving fast on the muddy path, seemed to roll in the mud.

Yanzhou's infrastructure is extremely backward. Except for some trunk roads, they are basically dirt roads. The farther away from the city, the worse the roads will be. Except for crawlers, other vehicles are difficult to pass.

"This damn rain has been falling for three days, and I feel moss growing on my body."

"After all, this is a tropical rainforest. Pay attention to vigilance. According to intelligence, there should be a village after another five kilometers." Zhao Qiang, the leader of the team, wiped his face and murmured.

"Captain, do you think you will encounter the 'virtual demon' this time?" A young soldier swallowed his saliva and asked, holding back his nervousness.

"Don't worry, even if you encounter them, there's nothing to worry about. Although the physical quality of those 'virtual demons' is comparable to that of martial arts masters, in fact, many of them were ordinary people before, and their combat experience and quality are not as good as a martial artist. As long as you are careful, the great martial artist can easily kill them with the' demon killing sword '." Zhao Qiang comforted.

Dan Ding'an, the deputy of the team, smiled and patted the lead scabbard in his hand: "of course, it's better not to touch it."

The so-called "demon slaying sword" is actually a warrior sword plated with a layer of plutonium film.

This is a radioactive element, an important raw material for the atomic energy industry, but also highly toxic.

Through countless experiments on the "virtual demon", the final results found that this high-energy radiation material can cause great damage to the "virtual demon". Even in the virtual state, it cannot be immune, and it is completely the nemesis of the "virtual demon".

Since the first batch of warrior swords coated with plutonium film were urgently sent to the battlefield, the virtual demon can no longer come and go as it used to.

As for the radiation of this sword, which is harmful to health, it is completely worthless in this dangerous battlefield that may be sacrificed at any time. After all, health is not important.

There are nine people in the combat team, including two martial arts divisions, and the rest are big fighters.

Equipped with two flame throwers, two 60mm mortars, four hand-held 20mm single soldier six barrel machine guns, two heavy sniper guns, nine rifles, and ammunition, fully armed to the teeth.

It is no exaggeration to say that such a team, even the legendary strong, should also hate. In addition to the front battlefield, most of the clearing work is completed by such an elite team.

The team moved quickly, and soon they had seen the villages far away. These were thatched huts with domes, stretching half a hill. In the center, a prominent Temple piled by boulders was particularly eye-catching.

Everyone was shocked, immediately found a slope, squatted on the ground, and stopped.

Several people took out binoculars to wipe the water off the lens and observed carefully.

It rained harder and harder, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

"No one was found."

"I didn't see it either."

"Don't be careless." Zhao Qiang said that somehow, he was a little uneasy. This village is very large, with an estimated population of thousands, and such a tribe is likely to have powerful priests.

This is likely to be a tough battle.

"Blow up that temple first." Vice captain Shan Ding'an looked for a long time, took out the artillery behind him, and said slowly.

"Well, strive for success." Zhao Qiang nodded and said that the temple was like a signal repeater. If there was a temple, there would always be some strange things, and even God would come.

The larger the tribe, the more dangerous it is.

"Rest assured!"

Two cannons were put on the ground, and Shan Ding'an and another soldier, one for each, quickly calibrated.

"Ready!"

"Ready!"

Zhao Qiang raised three fingers.

"Three, two, one..."

"Launch!"

"Boom"

A flash of lightning dashed into the air and hit the trees in the distance, illuminating the sky and the earth.

At the same time, two mortars also began to fire, and the shells with flames flew rapidly one after the other. There were two long water marks in the rain curtain, but before they got close, they seemed to be sucked by the ground and suddenly fell to the ground.

"Boom!"

Two flames burst out one after another in the heavy rain.

Not good.

Zhao Qiang's heart thumped and quickly said, "continue to bombard the temple, others pay attention to the alert, and find the enemy to kill at the first time."

"Bang!"

A black man heard the news. As soon as he came out of the hut, he was hit in the chest by a sniper's bullet, and half of his body was broken.

"Bang!"

There was another black man whose whole head exploded.

……

At this time, countless blue smoke suddenly flew up in the temple, dense, and rushed this way.

No, this is not black smoke, but countless alienated bats.

At the same time, thousands of black people, mixed with a dozen virtual demons, rushed from their huts and rushed here fearlessly.

"There is the war priest of the God of lightning, everyone... Meet the battle." Zhao Qiang's face changed slightly and said loudly.

A few seconds later, the battle began fiercely.

……

Expeditionary Force headquarters.

Chen Shouyi was also invited to the meeting.

"As of March 14, our army had a total of 15320 casualties and killed about 8million evil believers, including 234323" false demons "and 52432 priests... Another 20million refugees were saved." A staff officer introduced the war situation.

Then it is translated into various languages.

The atmosphere of the whole headquarters was calm and quiet, and everyone looked ugly.

It's hard to say that the number of refugees rescued is actually the number of prisoners surrendered on the battlefield.

From this ratio, we can see that the morale of these cults is strong.

As the war turned into a frontal battlefield, and as the power of the Lord of lightning gradually fully recovered, countless war priests and countless God warriors began to emerge in large numbers, which also made the morale of evil believers more fanatical.

Faith can make cowardice become strong, strong become fanatical, and reason become stupid. These originally scattered blacks have played an astonishing morale on the battlefield.

It also made the war fierce and the casualties increased rapidly.

Zhang Huaihe frowned when he heard that the casualty ratio was too great.

Although the exchange ratio of 1 to 80 seems overwhelming, and the heretics are completely vulnerable, all the heretics are soldiers, and even children can carry guns to fight.

In the remaining unreclaimed areas, there are at least 700 million believers. If this continues to be consumed, there will be more than 10 million dead and injured soldiers.

By then, before the war is over, the morale of the joint forces will collapse and everyone will go home.

He couldn't help looking at Chen Shouyi. Seeing his thoughtful look on his face, he couldn't help but sound out, "Mr. Chen, what do you think?"

"Next, leave it to me."

The atmosphere in the meeting room was not quiet.

"What... What?" Zhanghuaihe thought he didn't hear clearly and hurriedly asked.

"I mean, just leave the frontal battlefield to me. There's no time to delay."