Battle Frenzy

There is no genre here, or every powerful soldier must find his own genre, otherwise, it will only flow to the next product.

To be honest, this is very terrifying, and the feeling of blossoming, if the Federation does not completely control the Empire from the ideological level, but let its ambitious development, perhaps, this is another Kaiser Empire, more attackable and unreasonable. .

Going back like this, he is not Molton, Potter Household, never returned.

Death trial became the last trial of Molton.

Here, it is also the traditional trial land of the Tutankhamun soldier. Anyone who survives for a month can get the universal respect and recognition of Tutankhamun. If you can survive for three months, you will be called “Shazan”. The royal family will receive a Sazan badge representing strength and status.

Didn’t get the expected training in Tutankhamun, then at least get the title of Shazan and then return to Federation. At first, Molton came into the dead desert with equipment, but soon he put most of the equipment and Tutankhamun people. Replaced their earthen stuff, such as the tent with a radiation-resistant rune animal bone.

Everything is carried out according to the style of the native Tutankhamun soldier.

This is the seventh day of the Molton trial, he has begun to adapt to the environment, and learned how to find a living resource in this Land of Death.

The sky soon became bright, the air began to become anxious, the hot atmosphere with the influence of the strong Hyperdimension, radiating the Land of Death, the rune bones radiated the power of the light, the originally dim shield like Like a squeezed bubble, it is very unstable, but still does its best to filter out most harmful energy. But even so, Molton’s skin still feels a sting, like leaning his body against the iron plate that is slowly heating, not the kind of explosive hot, just continuous, and people are coming The more unbearable it is.

Molton took out the water bladder, but soon, he forced back and put the water bag back into the backpack. He closed his eyes and tried to ignore these external influences. He needed to sleep, only the protection. Sufficient sleep, in order to have enough energy to face the night, high concentrations of radiation are dead, but the greatest danger also brings the most moderate time.

Controlling sleep in pain is a skill that Molton learned in the past few days. The focus is not on patience, but on breathing, following the breath of sand dunes, a bit like hypnosis, but not entirely, Molton quickly found the one. The rhythm is caught in a dream.

But soon, the rhythm of the movement came from the sand, and Molton in the dream quickly awake back.

Far from seeing a dozen silent silhouettes in the sun slowly moving towards him.

Radiation People !

In this dead desert, not only the Soldier of Tutankhamun, but also the Alien Race group of Radiation People, they, or they are the enemies and disasters of Tutankhamun North, used to be human race, but highly radiated desert Changed their Life structure, only a very small amount of water, everything can become their food, including sand, and radiation no longer harms them, on the contrary, it is their life’s nutrients, equivalent to oxygen for human race .

The Radiation People’s ethnic group, under the repeated attacks of Empire, gradually began to withdraw from the north of Tutankhamun. The Death Desert is their border with Empire. Tutankhamun’s Soldier will be here here, so Radiation People also hunt human race here. Whether it is the hatred that was once abandoned by the compatriots, or the pain of continually afflicting the flesh, the human race has become the favorite of their favorite flesh.

Molton is eyeing, more than one day, they are cunning ethnic groups with human race wisdom, scouting, judging, and killing again, the day of the dead desert is their time.

Molton smiled and counted the numbers, twelve Radiation People, and he put out his tongue and licked his lips, took out the water bladder, drank a big mouth, and ate a radiation-resistant film, which allowed him to firepower in the radiation. Fighting for ten minutes, then he began to seriously bandage the both hands.

Before the Radiation People completed their encirclement, Molton rushed out, and the lightning common rushed to the front of a Radiation People. The ugly and distorted face was covered with green fluff, and the green light could still be seen in the sun. Radiation People gave a scream, and the stench smell in his mouth came out. Molton had no clever punches, and the spins flashed over the arms of the Radiation People. It was a pair to watch. The arms that can be seen in the rotting bones are not stout, but under the blessing of radiation, the power is enough to easily penetrate the body defense of the gray blood.

Molton’s fist directly penetrates the Radiation People’s neck, a strangling force, like a directional blasting bomb, in a flash that blows the Radiation People’s tough throat into a large hole.

There are eleven left.

Molton continues to lightning and save!

However, he did not find firepower fully open, far away, a full anti-radiation equipment army is coldly watching this killing, a unified military, killing intent Lingran.

The tall leader is the only black man who is not wearing radiation equipment. Looking at the marketing common Molton, he continues to circulate among the Radiation People, constantly killing the powerful Radiation People one by one, and his eyes are even colder.

“Federation people still have some level, but so far, release more Radiation People.”

After the dunes, there were more grotesque Radiation People, as if they had drilled out of the cage, Madness rushed to Molton.

This is unreasonable.

Although Molton wants to sharpen himself, it is not an idiot, just like he does not go into the wilderness. People there, regardless of whether he is a person of Federation or the Radiation People who are also one of the threats, he also pays special attention to how There is such a large amount suddenly appearing here!

He smelled the conspiracy.

Wazina Oasis.

Wazina Lord is carefully accompanying a middle-aged man with a flash of common black jewels. The man is always smiling and his dark lips are set against the white teeth of the snow. The contrast of the other makes people have a beautiful and gentle. Feeling, the singular Charisma, let his gas field suppress the entire room, everyone unconsciously acknowledgment allegiance to him.

“Come, this glass of wine, respect the great god, thank him for giving us Life and strength.”

The middle-aged man raised the glass of wine in his hand. This is a luxury from Freedom Federation. His eyes flashed a bit of fun. Empire is more and more inseparable from Freedom Federation. It doesn’t matter, but a glimpse of envelope allegiance, so Going on, is it really ok? When the people see the yellow skin more awesome than seeing the lord, how much time do they have to enjoy these things as they do now?

Enjoyment and ambition are really difficult dilemmas.

(The second is sent, and strive for a monthly ticket, thank you!)