The last leader of the world starts with an elite infantry squad!

Buzz buzz~~

Buzz buzz buzz! ~~

"What's the movement??"

"Why is the ground shaking a little bit?"

The ordinary survivors didn’t think as much as Zhou Yu did. They were all fascinated by the live broadcast. After all, they would be living here in the future, so it would always be a good idea to know more!

In fact, most people are normal, which makes the few abnormal people stand out, and people once thought they represented a certain group.

But the sudden roar of the engine and the loud sound of steel friction interrupted them, causing many survivors to turn their heads and look towards the source of the sound.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Holy shit!!"

"What the hell is this?"

"So many armored vehicles!! So many military vehicles!!"

"Didn't they say that the flag-raising ceremony was held inside?? And there were experts there??!!"

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The stunned exclamations of the survivors gradually overwhelmed the crowd watching the flag-raising ceremony. A large number of survivors, including Zhou Yu and others, could not help but look in the direction of Xishui North Road!

In the field of vision, on the eight-lane two-way road where there was not even any wind, a gust of dry dust suddenly rose up, accompanied by a slight vibration, and rolled up into the sky like a sandstorm!

Soon, a hideous-looking armored vehicle head crashed out from the dust where visibility was extremely low!

This tough and armored Mengshi 3 armored command vehicle is painted with beautiful digital jungle camouflage. It looks like a sword handle held by an invisible force!

With a sound of "clang"

The sharp sword was unsheathed, and along with it, the sharp blade made of a torrent of steel behind it was pulled out from the flying dust! !

Twenty-seven Mengshi 3 series armored vehicles loaded with infantry squads were lined up in a row. You had to look far away to barely see the end!

And at the end of the end, following closely are twenty-eight mighty and huge 99A main battle tanks!

The cold and hard armored grille of the 99A main battle tank reflects a deep light in the sun, and the cold tracks move firmly and quickly on the rough asphalt road, like a steel behemoth rushing towards you, exuding a terrifying and dangerous aura!

The armored infantry company's fourteen brand-new 04A infantry fighting vehicles, with their thick gun barrels, whistled past with gusts of wind.

However, this is far from over, there are six more Type 05 120mm self-propelled mortars!

On the huge armored tracked vehicle, there are thick gun barrels, and each gun is pointed at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if to shoot a hole in the sky!

Behind the main combat force of the combined battalion are the combat support company and the logistics support company. The two companies together have an astonishing 200+ logistics support vehicles of various types.

More than 8 fully armored, amphibious, 8x2306 drive design SX2 military transport vehicles that can adapt to various terrains, equipment maintenance shelter vehicles with lathes, cooking vehicles, Warrior battlefield ambulances, communication node vehicles, integrated command vehicles, etc.

This series of various and handsome military vehicles simply dazzled the eyes of the survivors present.

The staff at the North Gate who received the urgent news were so panicked that they ignored the work rules and carried rubber calming sticks, pushing and hitting, and quickly opened up a path for the long steel dragon to pass through.

Standing on the side of the road, Zhou Yu, Du Wen, Du Wu and other members of the Chongyi gathering place's aid delegation stared at the torrent of steel passing by in front of them with fiery eyes, their eyes almost glued to the equipment!

Even though the strong wind from the combined battalion whizzing past was like a slap in the face, Zhou Yu, who was very disappointed a few seconds ago, was happy to accept it!

"Great slap! Great slap! Give me more slaps like this!!!"

God seemed to have heard Zhou Yu's prayers. Just when many survivors thought that the steel torrent that stretched for miles was about to end, the familiar roar sounded again!

This familiar movement! And that familiar front of the car! !

“Is it possible??!!”

Zhou Yu's heart was filled with excitement and he stepped on tiptoe to look!

Buzz buzz~~

The endless series of Mengshi 3 series armored vehicles, 99A main battle tanks, 04A infantry fighting vehicles...

The torrent from before roared back again, with the same equipment, like a long line of mountains...

Seeing this, Zhou Yu almost burst into tears! !

"There's help! There's help! The gathering place is truly saved!"

Although I cannot distinguish the models of these equipments with my limited military knowledge, they are really beautiful!

From big to small, from wheels to tracks, every one of them is beautiful!!

Beauty is fighting power!

It’s not a mistake to come to the night market, and it’s not a mistake to come to the gathering place of nightlife lovers!

At this time, what you see with your own eyes is often more convincing than imagination!

"The orthodoxy of the Night Province is in the Night University. This is definitely not nonsense from the survivors!"

So many damn equipment, what else can it be but orthodox?

Stereotypes kill people! !

If it weren't for the shrewdness he had acquired from serving as an official for many years, Zhou Yu would even want to say that Zhou Bangzhengtong was in night school! !

He couldn't wait to meet the great Chief Gu Chengyuan!

No matter how much it costs, he must get the other party's help!

Just when Zhou Yu was extremely excited and secretly made up his mind, the brothers Du Wen and Du Wu did not think so far.

From the beginning to the end, the only word that flashed in my mind was "awesome"!

So much so that when the huge Type 99A main battle tank passed by the two brothers, they unconsciously weighed the 3-jin swords in their hands.

A question came to my mind: Is my knife as heavy as the shell of this monster's shell?

Can my armor withstand a single blow? Can my sword scratch the skin of its feet?

The answer is no...

This answer made the 10 crystal warriors present feel desperate...

In the face of such a modern army, is it useful to do all these fancy things and pursue personal strength?

This thought brought up a picture in their minds.

Medieval knights holding lances charged at airplanes and cannons...

Tragic and funny...

Everyone who had come this far had their pride of being extraordinary completely crushed, crushed into the steel tracks...

Does Crystal Warrior really make sense?

Thinking of this question, Du Wu felt a rare sense of dejection in his heart...

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However, everything that happened outside did not affect the flag-raising ceremony. The sound of the huge torrent of steel was certainly eye-catching, but to the survivors of Night University who had long been accustomed to it, it was not as loud as the sound of Chief Gu Chengyuan!

After just a quick glance, he turned his attention back to the ceremony itself!

Hesitating for one more second would be disrespectful to the leader!

The ceremony has reached the flag-raising stage, with the solemn and stirring "March of the Steel Torrent" playing.

Ding ding ding ding~ Ding ding ding~ Ding ding ding ding ding

Zhao Jie, dressed in a military uniform with ink cloud patterns and carrying the rank of major, has a striking red scarf wrapped around his left arm with the word "loyalty" written in eye-catching black!

It means being loyal to the leader and always being a loyal soldier to the leader!

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of survivors and 584 militia members at the gathering place, Zhao Jie trotted onto the podium covered with a red carpet and ran towards the leader who was standing solemnly waiting for him!

Zhao Jie and the militia team climbed these few short steps together through a sea of ​​corpses and blood!

At this moment, the Fire Commandos, who were temporarily acting as a guard of honor, marched towards Gu Chengyuan.

The two team members at the front, one was holding a red military flag with a skull-breaking hammer embroidered on it, and the other was holding a tray with a dark red skull-breaking hammer on it!

Gu Chengyuan looked solemn. He first picked up the skull-breaking hammer from the tray of the guard of honor and weighed it slightly.

Zhao Jie turned to the left, showing his side, and let Gu Chengyuan solemnly pin it on for him!

The Skull-Breaking Hammer is the root of the Po Lu Corps!

We must not forget our roots, we must not forget our spirit, and we must not forget our loyalty to our leaders!

From now on, no matter how big the size of the Po Lu Corps is or how advanced its equipment is, every soldier of the Po Lu Corps must carry a skull-breaking hammer of his own from the moment he joins the army!

As long as the person is alive, the hammer will be passed on to the next generation!

The small skull-breaking hammer contains the military soul of the Po Lu Corps!

The military spirit is immortal, and the Po Lu Corps will live forever! !

After helping Zhao Jie to dress, Gu Chengyuan once again took the flag of the Po Lu Corps handed over by the guard of honor.

Zhao Jie took it from Gu Chengyuan with a serious expression, and turned to face the tens of thousands of survivors and 584 militia members.

Flag display!!

On the straight steel flagpole, the blood-red flag fluttered in the whistling wind, and the black skull-breaking hammer logo embroidered on the flag also swayed in the wind!

"loyalty!!"

Zhao Jie stretched his waist, straightened his chest, clenched his right fist, with the palm facing his heart, and suddenly shouted!

"loyalty!!"

"loyalty!!"

"loyalty!"

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Below the stage, 584 soldiers of the Po Lu Corps, wearing ink-and-cloud-patterned military uniforms, stood in a black mass with solemn and dignified expressions. Like Zhao Jie, each of them had a red scarf with the word "loyalty" wrapped around his left arm!

The veins on the neck of every soldier of the Po Lu Corps were bulging, and they were all screaming at the top of their lungs!

Be loyal and devote your heart to your leader!

When the echoes of "loyalty" became one, like waves driving a tidal wave, inspired by the fanatical atmosphere, tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the audience cheered like a tsunami!

"loyalty!"

"loyalty!"

"loyalty!"

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The voice of loyalty is as sharp as a sword. Holding on to it, you dare to go against God!