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"Iron Nail" Vic's private residence has been transformed into a powerful fortress. Large-caliber weapons set up on the roof and the surrounding ground make people feel a strong sense of fear when they see it.

Yin Zihao lay in the bedroom on the third floor, his hands and feet stretched out to all sides in the most comfortable position. The sunlight shone straight from the modified roof through the hazy frosted glass, forming a special environment similar to sunbathing. Several beautiful girls who were wearing nothing surrounded him and evenly applied the expensive sunscreen cream all over his body. Soon, a strong smell of palm oil was already spread in the room.

"The spacecraft carrying the tanks and the last batch of weapons have set off from the planet Ross and will arrive at ag64 by the latest tomorrow afternoon. You have two days to complete the final reorganization plan. One hundred thousand armed civilians, plus an armored force composed of thirty assault vehicles, forty-seven light tanks, and twenty-one infantry transport vehicles... My dear friend, you can lead this huge army to the sky. Not to mention Neominsk, even if you conquer the entire planet Ag64, there is no problem————”

Yin Zihao yawned a few very comfortable times, stretched his body freely, and the body skin applied with emulsion, reflecting a healthy copper-black luster in the sun. This happy and pleasant mood naturally affected the people around him. The girls' faces were full of smiles, and the sensitive parts were in contact with his body more and more frequently. Even Vick, who was standing next to the big bed, hugged the girl closest to the closest with the permission of the new owner, and pressed it to the end of the bed. A few seconds later, the sound of heavy breathing and delicate moans had already filled the entire room.

With a smile, she took the goblet filled with red wine from the maid, and slowly drank it with satisfaction of saying no... At this moment, Yin Zihao truly felt the authority that only the emperor had.

He had no doubt that he could conquer this planet.

As for the garrison officer... the federal government will not give him any help. Such an inconspicuous little character will die every day in the universe. The Federal Information Center will never pay attention to them. What's more, once Feng Hanxuan's experiment is successful, he can still get more benefits from the federal government under the name of "sweeping drugs/products"... The old saying is right———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

A smug smile appeared on his face. Just as the corner of his mouth was bent upward, suddenly, an explosion came faintly from afar. Immediately afterwards, a faint shock came from the ground.

Yin Zihao raised his eyebrows—————He keenly judged that this extremely weak shock wave originated from the east of the suburbs of the city. In that direction, it was the newly built temporary take-off and landing platform of the spacecraft.

"What's going on?"

While asking questions subconsciously, Vic rushed to the window as fast as possible. He was too impatient to open the window lock for a while, so he simply punched the frosted glass that blocked his vision in the most direct way. The hot air came to his face instantly, dispelling the air conditioner in the room and creating a rare coolness, and it also made him clearly see———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

“Yes…it’s our transport ship.”

Vic's forehead had already vague beads of sweat, and the stiff muscles made him look as if his nerves were too tense. In the center of the light gray eyes, his pupils dilated and contracted rapidly, and the blood on his eyes was still increasing rapidly, and the two arms that were leaning against the edge of the windowsill were trembling involuntarily.

It was the ship that Yin Zihao arrived at AG64, an armed merchant ship with a warship shape but much weaker firepower. From the angle where Vick was, you can see the bow raised high and tilted towards the sky. This slightly triangular piece of metal has been engulfed by the flames, and the spacecraft's entire position continued to explode one after another. The sound was deafening, and the impact and shocks along the surface became stronger and stronger.

"Who is it? Who did it?"

Yin Zihao had already rolled and crawled over from the bed. He wrapped a bath towel around his waist as fast as possible, pushed Vick away from the window, and his entire upper body completely poked out of the window. He stared at his eyes covered with bright red bloodshots, and roared desperately: "Tell me, who did it?"

Vic couldn't answer at all. Even himself was numb by the disturbances of shock and loud noises. He subconsciously ran to the bed, picked up his clothes from the ground, and roared at his subordinates who were waiting outside the door: "Hurry up! Call the team immediately and order everyone to prepare for the battle----"

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A few minutes later, a harsh alarm sounded over the New Minsk/East// district. A large number of civilians holding various weapons rushed out of their houses and gathered at the designated location. As long as they were not fools and blind people, they could see the thick black smoke that almost covered the entire sky in the distance, and they understood that this situation meant war and fighting. However, everyone, including "Iron Nail" Vic, did not know what to do next--they had no target or who the enemy was. They could only shout in a mess, and the commander kept issuing inconsistent orders. Some were assigned to search for the enemy's traces in the city, while others were sent to the spacecraft take-off and landing ground to find out the cause of the accident. More people were running around like headless flies, or gathering together in groups of tense and fearful tone, quietly talking about various related topics.

More than a dozen armed personnel, guarding Yin Zihao, who was wearing combat uniforms, walked out of the room. He boarded an armored vehicle, stood behind the thick protective deck, staring at the direction of the burning flames, his gloomy face was like a thick black cloud covering the entire sky.

He had already woken up from his initial panic - it was undoubtedly extremely difficult to search for vandals in a city with a population of hundreds of thousands. It took time and a large number of professionals to survey the site. Yin Zihao is currently extremely lacking in all these things. Unlike the idiots like "Iron Nail" Vick who only knows how to shout and kill, and is full of muscles and drugs. He is very smart from the senior executive of the "Torch" mining company. Especially now, after a brief panic, his thinking logic is clearer than ever.

"Leave five thousand people to guard. The rest will immediately launch a full-scale attack on the /west// district———"

Yin Zihao's idea is completely correct. Instead of wasting time and energy and desperately looking for a few hateful crawlers lurking in the corner, it is better to take the opportunity to attack the biggest strategic goal.

The tweeters set up on the roofs of various buildings began to issue orders, and the entire East// area was soon in full swing. Under the guidance of several low-level commanders, more than a dozen light assault vehicles rushed out of the assembly area first. The pilot who drove the vehicle directly stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the engine covered with armored protective layers roared violently, rushing out of the city at an extremely crazy speed. The wheels rotating at high speed swept up the sky on the sand, dragging out thick smoke and dust.

"Running————”

The head of the car standing on the rooftop tower roared loudly, ignoring the dense crowds following the body of the car. A civilian who could not dodge was knocked over by the front of the car and bounced out of the air for more than ten meters away. Before he could get up, the wheels that were speeding at high speed had already been crushed over him. The terrible weight of more than ten tons instantly blew the head. A "bang" cracked sound, and a flower of death composed of blood and flesh had bloomed under the wheels.

No one stepped forward to stop this atrocity. The headless corpse lying on the sand and twitching constantly, stimulated the armed civilians who witnessed the whole process with their own eyes. They began to speed up their running speed, making screams like those of the old natives. Some people simply ran to the corpse, pulled out the dagger they carried with them, cut off a piece of fresh meat from their arms or thighs, stuffed it directly into their mouths and chewed it randomly, and inexplicably pointed the muzzle into the sky, and pulled the trigger unscrupulously.

In fact, they are not considered warriors. At best, they are just a group of thugs driven by material temptation.

"Hurry up——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

"Iron Nail" Vic stood on the roof of a slightly slower armored vehicle, operating a heavy machine gun mounted horizontally at the front of the vehicle body. While shouting and scolding, he grinned and pulled the trigger to the civilians who were running a little weak. The huge impact bullet instantly tore the muscles, and the large-caliber bullet directly exploded the body into two sections from the hit position. This fierce and barbaric action made everyone frightened. They all accelerated, and whether they still had the strength or had already felt the danger of suffocation, they still moved their feet forward desperately.

It’s not that Vick’s blood was overly cruel. He knew the way of fighting among civilians better than anyone else——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

The central isolation belts in the east and west areas were only dozens of meters. The armed civilians waiting on the border towers had already tilted bullets beyond the west direction. More than ten artillery set in the back position also continued to fire out warheads with amazing destructive power. Balls of smoke rose from the ground in the west area, and people could be seen running in the fireworks. They were blown into the air and fell heavily, making screams that were not as loud as human voices... All this shows that the other party did not expect to be attacked at this time.

"Roar in——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

"Iron Nail" Vic shouted at the top of his lungs. He let his throat go, and his slightly hoarse roar spread through the loudspeaker almost throughout the battlefield. This is more inflammatory than the slogans of the Federal Army "For the State and Honor". Especially for industrial civilians who are hungry at any time, it is more practical than any illusory promise.

"These guys are unprepared, we will win-----"

Looking at the dense crowd that had already rushed across the border of the area, Yin Zihao, who was at the back end of the team, also became excited. He let out a dry and unpleasant laughter, grabbed the assault rifle placed in the car, jumped out of the door, surrounded by a group of elite guards, and strode towards the nearest observation tower.

The armed civilians who followed were still running forward, and they rushed into the West District like a tide. Yin Zihao and Vick were not sure how many were. Maybe not as many as 100,000, but there were always 50,000 or 70,000. Although they were not soldiers and their combat effectiveness was far less than that of regular troops, in many cases, quantity could often become a decisive key factor.

Suddenly, several rockets roared from the front, accurately hitting the junction of armored troops and the crowd, forming a barrage filled with explosions and flames. At the same time, the "puff" sound of large-caliber integrated cannons fired continuously in the depths of the far west area in front of them was also heard. Although the battle scenes that were happening there for the time being, the aggressive armed civilians stagnated and slowed down their running speed.

"Run up to me, mom"

Vic jumped out of the car angrily, holding the assault rifle, aimed at a civilian who was lying on the ground and flinched wildly. Thirty rounds of magazines were quickly knocked out. He raised his foot and kicked the body that was no longer breathing, shouting fiercely.

For some reason, the fanaticism that filled Yin Zihao's brain was gradually dissipating. An indescribable fear was gradually becoming the master of his thinking consciousness. Even he didn't understand where this fear came from. It was weak and almost impossible to perceive, but it always suppressed the subjective consciousness.

This should be...intuition.

These two words, which were entirely produced by the subconscious, flew past Yin Zihao's brain like lightning. High-level evolutionary people have some mysterious powers that cannot be explained by science. For example, now, he can feel that danger is approaching, but he cannot distinguish the specific direction. This makes him feel very uncomfortable, and he also has the urge to turn around and escape here and return to the starting point of the /east// district.

A strange "buzzing" sound came from the sky. It seemed like a hidden piece of textile girl who roared in summer nights. Then, a little orange-yellow light lit up in the distance of the sky. They quickly turned into extremely gorgeous light balls, and then got closer and closer. Within the sight of the naked eye, they became missiles that spit flames at the end of the blockbuster, falling down one after another.

Thousands of explosive fire circles rose into the air, tearing open a crack of blood and life among the dense crowd. The heat waves and energy frantically devoured all the substances that could be burned. They evaporated all the liquid and covered the screams before death... While they were about to turn into vanishing, more dense aviation bombs tilted down like meteorite rain. Whether it was a random shed or a concrete building, they all collapsed under the clusters of these explosives.

Looking down from the air, the entire east and west junctions of New Minsk were completely filled with flames. Fierce explosions came one after another, and large areas of life instantly dissipated. The violent explosions falling from the sky directly flattened everything within the attack range. After the continuous explosions, raging fires lit up in the streets and buildings. The hot flames almost turned the sky red, and were even torn by the whistling wind, making a terrifying roar.

"No, it's impossible————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Yin Zihao curled up in the corner of a ruined wall. He shook off the bricks and rubble that covered him, and climbed up from the ground with dust on his face. He raised his head high and stared at the sky blankly, his face full of incredible fear.

In the air, there were countless small fighter jets. They were like locust swarms covering the sky and the sun, flying over the heads of armed civilians who were shouting wildly at an extremely low altitude. Countless gravitational tracking missiles were fired from under the wings, as if the dirty saliva spitted out of the demons exploded in the densest place of the crowd. Before the splashing blood mud and bones fell completely, the powerful engine airflow rushed down again, and the flames spewed from the aircraft's first voyage cannon, leaving straight bullet marks on the ground.

The g31 fighter is a standard weapon of the Federal Army. This type of aircraft is usually used as a consumable in combat, and the firepower configuration is average, so some larger industrial groups can produce and own this weapon.

In the initial power comparison between the two sides, Yin Zihao once listed the G31 fighter as a necessary existence. According to his calculations, Zhao Yi could not possess such a weapon on a large scale. The federal government's attitude towards the garrison officers determined that this special administrative system could not receive a large amount of material support. But now... even Yin Zihao himself did not expect that when the sky was completely occupied by such a small aircraft, such a terrible destructive force would be produced.

"No! This is not g31—————————————————————”

Suddenly, Yin Zihao's eyes caught an airplane flying over his head. He clearly saw a vague face that could barely be distinguished in the bubble cockpit made of high-energy polyester.

He was sure that was a human.

Among the weapons of the Federal Army, g31 can only be classified as "drone".

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