The black flint can''t hold its breath.
It is said that only the demons who are especially devout to their ancestors and pure in spirit can see the Wanyao hall in the clouds.
Black flint is very aggrieved. He feels that he has always been very devout to his ancestors.
Although he is not sure about the ancestors, such as Pangu, Gonggong, Kuafu, Houyi and so on, who is who and what they did, he pays the most "Zuling tax" every month? The old man told him that he had never broken any of the rules of his ancestors.
"It''s all that stupid woman''s fault!"
Black flint murmured in the bottom of his heart. His ox eyes were covered with layers of blood.
Seeing the whole company, he was the only one who didn''t see it. Black Flint''s eyes were red and swollen, and his head began to feel dizzy wave by wave. He was angry and impatient. His eyelids were jumping wildly, as if he really saw a piece of light from the cloud, a piece of colorful light.
"See! I see it
Heihuoshi didn''t know whether the "brilliant Wanyao hall" looked like this, but he was so excited that he shed tears.
"That''s Wanyao hall, that''s our destination on the sea of stars!"
The master of the Golden Horn waved the demon pattern ox horn Warhammer and roared in a murderous way, "come on, warriors, let those despicable and cowardly people see the power of Pangu''s blood!"
In front of us, countless red fireflies guide us, whether it''s black horned pack cattle, meteor iron cattle or iron tailed bull... All the eyes of the cattle clan emit flames, and the evil spirit from their nostrils condenses into rolling red clouds in the mid air!
Together, they launched an uneven, chaotic charge towards the Terran outpost!
Black Flint''s brain has been burned in a mess by nerve stimulants, and his calm consciousness is being quickly replaced by the desire to kill. At this moment, he can''t imagine what the "brilliant ten thousand demon Palace" looks like.
The master said that as long as he fought bravely and buried his head in the fight, he could rise to the splendid Wanyao hall. He no longer had to worry about how to cultivate the two thin fields full of poisonous Vitex grass and scorpion. There are countless delicacies in Wanyao hall. There is no need to farm or mine, just to be happy all day long!
Heihuoshi doesn''t know what "jiuchiroulin" is, and it doesn''t understand what "delicacy" means. It only knows that it''s all delicious.
But even "very delicious, very delicious things", black flint do not know what it is like. Since he was born, all the things black flint has eaten, at most barely fill his stomach, and "very delicious, very delicious" can not match.
I don''t know how, in the last cluster of sparkles in blackflint''s brain, a shiny roast chicken suddenly jumped out.
That''s what he once saw in the mirage, the picture of the Terran village.
It was a very big village. He didn''t know how to describe it. He had long forgotten all the other details of the village. Only this roast chicken, which was baked in an iron stove, looked crisp and tender, glittering, bubbling and dripping oil, was deeply engraved on his cerebral cortex, Even the "hissing" sound of chicken oil dripping on the coals, he remembered it clearly.
Every night in the barracks, after thinking about the mother-in-law and the two cubs, black flint kept trying to figure out what the roast chicken should taste like?
Is it as tender as the "bitter grass insect" or as crisp as the "red fern root"?
Of course, heihuoshi has seen and caught chickens, but he has never been willing to eat them. They are very valuable things.
Besides, the master doesn''t let them eat. The master says that the cattle are born to eat grass. At least the black blood cattle should eat grass. At most, they can get some small insects to relieve their hunger. This is the rule of the ancestors.
If you eat big fish and meat and break the rules of your ancestors, you won''t be able to go to Wanyao hall after you die. Not only he can''t go, but also his mother-in-law and kids can''t go.
"I don''t know if there is any roast chicken in the splendid ten thousand demon hall? If there are big fish and big meat, it should be allowed by the ancestors, right
While thinking wildly, black flint ran wildly.
They don''t carry too heavy weapons and armor. Their task is to attack all Terran outposts, strongholds and battle fortresses within the sight range at the first time after crossing the Tianyuan boundary, to clear all obstacles for the follow-up troops of the ten thousand demon alliance, or to block all possible fire points.
The black flint ran very fast. The burning feeling of his brain made his blood boil. It was as if he had wings on him and his spirit was out of his body.
He thought of the shiny roast chicken, more and more energetic, just like a roaring wind of anger, and soon surpassed all his companions and "lack of ears". He was the first to rush to the Terran outpost guarded by more than a dozen crystal magnetic cannons.
A blank smile appeared on the black Flint''s face, and he waved his tail toward the "lack of ears" for three times in revenge for the guy''s mockery of himself just now.
"Lack of ears" is always like this. His hands are soft and his feet are soft. He can''t run away every time. He has a good body of meat in vain. No wonder his mother-in-law followed him in those years, instead of "lack of ears", a guy with bigger horns.
"If I really go to the ten thousand demon hall in the sky and see the roast chicken, I must get half of it for my mother-in-law and her cubs to taste it!"
Black flint frowned, with few remaining active brain cells, seriously thinking about how to steal the roast chicken from the ten thousand demon hall.
He is so old that he has never stolen anything!
The crystal magnetic gun of the Terran outpost in front of him gave out a beautiful light, which was like the "brilliant Hall of ten thousand demons" he saw in the cloud.
"Strange, how can the ten thousand demon hall be in the cannons of the Terran?"
Black flint wonder, suddenly found himself flying up, mouth a sticky, wet dada, and a sour taste.
"Is that what roast chicken tastes like?"
Black flint struggling, want to turn the tongue again, savor this wonderful taste.
He straightened his arms and waved wildly in the void, trying to catch the fragrant and greasy roast chicken.
In the Terran outpost opposite.
With a red mustache and a garlic nose, he looks like a drunken sentry. He looks at the increasing number of red spots on the light curtain, spits a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, and murmurs:
"Damn it."
Since the "Dawn War", almost all the towns and military bases of the Federation in the wilderness have been destroyed. It has been unable to maintain a long supply line and build a larger war base to the north of the wilderness.
At present, the Federation has adopted the strategy of shrinking defense, concentrating most of the elite on the front line of the giant blade pass in the south of the great wilderness, and at the same time, putting more resources into the construction of the new all crystal armor regiment.
On the vast wasteland in the north of the great wilderness, only a few sentries were sparsely set up.
It''s not so much to rely on these sentries to resist the demon clan, but rather to ask them to give an alarm at the first time when the demon clan army comes, and preliminarily detect the reality of the demon clan.
The Confederate troops stationed in these posts are very clear about their responsibilities and their fate once the demon clan comes.
But this is the war. The magic power of Xingyao Federation has not been developed yet. It can refine a magic weapon to completely replace the sentry in the extremely complex spiritual and magnetic environment.
The only thing the federal army can do is to shorten the task time of each sentry and replace a group of sentries every seven days.
Every sentinel, as long as he sticks to it for seven days, can get a long month''s holiday to go home and reunite with his family.
This sentinel has been holding out for seven and a half days.
To replace his sentry, he encountered a thunderstorm area on the way. The transport ship was hit by lightning and was in urgent repair. He could only stay here one more day.
Who knows!
The sentry shivered all over, and ten fingers were dancing. He was a rough man, but he cried like a child who had been bullied.
"Damn it
The sentry cried, "fuck! Fuck! Damn it
While crying, the sentry put a sedative in his neck, picked up a cigarette, and then turned on the crystal brain to quickly input everything he had observed.
As a series of data and images were sent back as a spiritual wave, the sentry breathed a sigh of relief and found his nose running to his lips.
The sentry wiped away his tears and snot with his dirty cuffs, and took out his own crystal brain from his arms. As he stroked the most precious gem in the world, he inspired a light curtain.
This is the forefront of the great wilderness. The psychic magnetic environment is too complex to communicate directly with the federal hinterland. The federal army also has its own rules. Soldiers can carry private crystal brains, but they are not allowed to connect to the psychic network.
What he inspires is just a three-dimensional Photo stored in it.
In the photo, there is a woman with curly hair, slightly fat and smiling, and two boys with tiger head and tiger brain.
The older boy still winked at him and made a strange look.
The sentry laughed and suddenly remembered that he and his wife had said that they had quit smoking. He hurriedly put out the cigarette end and picked his teeth with his tongue. Only then did he gently kiss Mao Zha''s big mouth towards the illusory Xuanguang, which turned Xuanguang into a small ripple.
The sentry put the crystal brain end on his side, turned and picked up a crystal magnetic gun.
This kind of crystal magnetic gun with fixed gun position can be controlled by the control crystal brain in the sentry post. He only needs to sit in front of the light curtain to monitor.
However, the sentry turned one of the crystal magnetic guns from automatic shooting to manual control.
Normally, a crystal magnetic gun requires three soldiers to operate manually.
But the sentry bit his teeth and used all his strength to smash the crystal box into the magazine one by one.
"Buzz, buzz!"
The three magnetic tracks of the crystal magnetic gun curled out arcs, which spread to his arms, tearing up his skin, nerves and flesh!
The Sentinel''s tears turned red. He finally took a look at the tiny ripples on the light curtain, took a deep breath, put his head close to the aiming position of the crystal magnetic gun, narrowed his left eye, and firmly locked on the demon who rushed in front.
It''s a crazy bull.
He ran so fast that many blood beads were permeated all over his body, which was evaporated by the heat and turned into a light blood mist, making his huge body look more ugly.
The mad cow grinned grimly. The eyes of the mad cow almost burst out of its eyes were full of violent light. The pale yellow saliva flowed from the corners of its mouth, and it looked hungry.
The sentry could imagine being swept into the town by such a demon.
The sentinel rubbed the trigger array of the crystal magnetic gun with his bloody, almost bare fingers, and murmured, "come on, beast!"