Chapter 397

Shadow touch.

The sound of Wu Ze's clothes tearing came, and four tentacles came out from the back of his spine.

Each of them is like a creeping dark, with no real flesh and blood, mixed with the energy of consciousness. Sometimes it turns into a long whip knife, sometimes into a thick black stone pillar, and sometimes it sweeps by like a sharp blade.

The situation was immediately reversed.

The power of shadow touch is stronger than that of the body. Wu Zheng suddenly dodges the whip knife, but he is hit by the black stone pillar. Another vague creeping shadow turns into a huge fist, which hits him hard and will bombard him into the ground.

Boom! Boom!!

The whole floor collapsed. Wu Zheng's body crushed six floors of ceiling and fell on the ground of the first floor.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

Wu Zheng was suppressed by the touch of shadow. He roared and roared continuously. His strength and potential were gradually released. The skin on the surface of his body gradually became hot, and the blood all over his body was flowing wildly. The whole person was like a steam engine emitting white fog.

"Stop it."

"Wu Zheng, and this friend from dawn alliance."

The battle became fiercer, but a white haired general stopped it.

The general is over 60 years old, not as tall and powerful as he used to be. He has a slightly bent back and a weak right leg. It looks like the wind is burning the candle. But the eyes of such an old man are bright and dignified.

Wu Ze recognized at a glance that he was the real decision maker in this base.

The wriggling touch of shadow came back into his body. Wu Ze jumped back a little and stood near the gate on the first floor.

The rickety figure slowly walked down, and the power of Wuzheng's fury gradually dissipated. He bowed his head respectfully: "father."

Father??

This dignified man is Wu Zheng's father, Wu lie.

This name can be seen from his character. He was also a tough man in those years. He made countless contributions and finally came to the Panshan base to assume the position of commander.

"Wu Zheng, do you think you can defeat Mr. Wu Ze?" Commander Wu lie's voice softened. Wu Zheng, who was full of blood, immediately stood up and said cautiously: "although Mr. Wu Ze is very strong, I have confidence!"

"Overconfidence is not a good thing. If you don't try your best, Mr. Wu Ze will try his best?" Commander Wu lie shook his head and turned to face Wu Ze: "Mr. Wu Ze, I have seen the determination of dawn alliance."

In a few words, commander Wulie has resolved the contradiction.

As a commander, he had to think about the whole base, and the withdrawal plan was under consideration. He never showed his attitude. However, after witnessing Wu Ze's strength, he finally made up his mind: "general Wuzheng is the representative of the highest combat effectiveness of Panshan base, and Mr. Wu Ze has equal ability, which is enough to see the sincerity of dawn alliance."

"Before reinforcements arrive, Panshan base will be able to defend firmly!"

The old commander's words were sonorous and forceful, and several generals around had no chance to refute them.

Wu Ze can be regarded as a diplomat.

But the strength of a diplomat is so terrible that it is enough to prove that the strength of dawn alliance reinforcement can not be underestimated. To be fair Panshan base is not willing to let Wuzheng, the trump card with top combat effectiveness, easily leave the base to serve as a diplomatic liaison.

Wu Ze nodded and left the military headquarters building.

Everyone looked at each other. The guy who had just killed a general left like this??

"Reinforcement It's depressing to put everything on someone else. "

Looking at the figure who left, the old commander Wu lie slowly breathed a breath, pondered for a moment, turned around and gave the order: "everyone, get ready for war!"

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Whistling ~ ~

the cold wind is whistling and the forest is as cold as a knife.

The fortifications of Panshan base have already been completed.

A large number of elite troops are also ready to enter the battlefield, and those high combat effectiveness personnel who were originally prepared to "withdraw" are dispatched to various combat posts.

Fight to the death!!

Fight to the end!!

The commander gave a death order. All the fighters in the base will fight for the last bullet and shed the last drop of blood.

A row of tanks out of the city wall, hundreds of mortars aimed at the maximum range of attack, the dark barrel in the light emitting a special metallic luster, tons of shells piled up not far away, combat preparation has entered the final state.

The trench at the front is the first line of defense, also known as the "line of death."

If the first line of defense is broken, there will be a second line of defense to make up, then the third line, the fourth line, the fifth line In other words, they are cannon fodder, and the death line is the first cannon fodder.

There is no doubt that he will die.The soldiers in this trench have decided their final fate before they fight.

"Here comes the meal. Here comes the meal."

The big pot rice is fragrant, and the cooks serve the hot white rice with the food.

"This is "Meat?"

"It's meat. It's delicious. It's pork!"

These soldiers don't know how long they haven't smelled the smell of meat. The colorful meat in the meal makes the population salivate, and the rich mixture of carrot and mutton in the soup makes people happy. After a sip, they feel warm all over.

A soldier put the food into his mouth, but he began to cry: "before people died, they would give us a decapitation meal and eat some good food. Is this our decapitation meal?"

As soon as the words came out, many people were silent.

The surprise brought by meat fragrance dissipated a lot, and the sound of chopsticks picking rice was all around them. In fact, they all knew that as the cannon fodder on the "death line", they were definitely dead.

"Cry what strength, a little backbone, we are soldiers."

"It's our honor to die in battle."

An officer, filled a bowl of broth, drank delicious while comforting his subordinates with a smile.

He put the bowl on the table and continued slowly: "in fact, I'm afraid. No one wants to die, but I still have to comfort you with a smile so that you don't have to be afraid."

The truth of the officer surprised the soldiers. Unexpectedly, the always serious officer was afraid of death.

But it's strange that such words, on the contrary, make people feel at ease. At least they are more real than those slogans that treat death as if they were home.

"Look, that's our land commander."

The officer pointed to a senior official in the middle of the trench. He was one of the commanders in the high level of the base. He was the most powerful group, but his life was no different from that of the soldiers at the moment.

He, too, needs to bear the burden of cannon fodder and give orders.

"What's the land commander doing?"

A soldier asked curiously, land commander is lying on the trench, uncle writing, it is curious what he is doing.

"He's writing a suicide note."

"Probably for your lover's children?"

A suicide note.

Commander Lu, who has already made this kind of awareness, reveals a tragic color in his words.

There is not much in that suicide note.

It may be as follows:

My son opened it with his own eyes.

It is a great honor for my father to take part in the battle this time.

If the Panshan base is lost, the three members of our family will meet under the spring.

If Panshan base survives, although you are young, after your father leaves, you should take care of your mother and assume the responsibility of a man in the family.

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