A Full-level Commander Who Joins the Chat Group

Yakumo Zi looked at the 'dessert' and twitched her eyes a few times. She could still estimate the power of the bullet, and the bulletproof performance of the clothes on the doctor's body was also very limited. The main credit was the 'dessert'. What the hell is it made of? And how did she chew it up?

no, now is not the time to think about this

Yakumo Zi looked at Jiang Cheng, and the latter was the map provided by the chat group with his head lowered since just now. He compared gestures and strokes, and when Yakumo Zi looked at him, he finally completed the planning and shared the map with Everyone in the team.

"I've already planned the route. Although it will take a little longer to follow this route, there are bunkers everywhere, which can effectively reduce our chances of being discovered." Jiang Cheng looked around: Let's go, we have no time to waste. Dr.

Chiyoda Momo picked up the unconscious doctor: "Leave it to me.

"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded, and walked in the front first, and the people behind followed closely behind, starting to advance along the established route.

But before leaving, Jiang Cheng glanced at the comatose doctor, glanced at the wound on her chest, glanced at the unknown liquid flowing from the wound, and the crystals that slowly condensed from the liquid.

[she]

"It's not a normal human being anyway.

Everyone knows that this is a very simple game of hide and seek.Either the Jiangcheng group rushed out of the package range of the kinetic energy resonance position before being found, or they were caught before they rushed out, and then they were killed, and they used their lives to atone for their previous words and deeds.

As for the people who want to atone, although Yakumo Zi and the doctor are the only ones, they don't mind blocking the way.crushed the small stones on the ground, especially those stones that seemed to be their companions.There is no need to let go of this.

Orc shaman thinks so anyway.

In the empire, no matter if it was humans, orcs, or machines, there was only one thing to do when facing the existence of slanderous commanders, and that was to kill them and use their lives and souls as sacrifices to make atonement.

What should I do if I can't be killed? If one can't be killed, then two will come, if two can't be killed, then a squadron will come, if one squadron can't be killed, then a fleet will come

Either you die or the Empire fights to the last man, it's that simple.

This style of work has caused two results. The first is that the name of the commander resounds throughout the universe, but even the most terrifying evil gods dare not casually slander, let alone insult. In addition to the racial conflicts in the empire, it doesn't matter if you are human, orc, protoss, elf, machine or a hybrid of the void, as long as you praise the commander, then everyone is a good friend.

There are two reasons for unity. One is a common goal or belief, and the other is strong external pressure. The empire at that time happened to have both, so even if the races were mixed and the cultural customs were different, everyone still got along. very good.

After the war, because of the baptism of the long war, the barriers between the various races were gradually smoothed out, coupled with the friendship of fighting side by side during the war, and the common belief in the commander, many people in the empire The races have always gotten along well, not to mention racial conflicts, there are basically no conflicts, and there is no such thing as a human being exaggerating into racial bullying after beating an orc.

What is personal is personal, and what is racial is racial. The citizens of the empire are very open about this, and they are deeply proud of being a citizen of the empire, not a certain race.The same goes for Orc Shaman.

It knows that it is an orc, with green skin and fangs, which is different from the people around it, but.So what? wD)

Differences in appearance, differences in aesthetics, differences in ability, and differences in soul are real things, and people usually make jokes about them, as long as they don't go too far.And as for what to do if it is too much, fight it, if you lose, admit it, if you win, go to your superiors to receive confinement.

No one will advocate equality, because everyone is equal, and no one will blame the entire race for a certain individual, let alone go online, because everyone can only represent themselves, as citizens of the empire, rather than anything else.

Everyone can be proud, everyone can be brilliant, no one is more noble than anyone else, and no one is lower than anyone else.

As long as you are willing to work hard, fight hard, and your luck is not too bad, then there will always be a place for you in the empire.

The more you work hard, the more you will gain. If you want to climb to a high place, you have to prove your own worth. You never have to worry about being blocked in the way to rise, and you don’t have to worry about working hard to become someone else’s wedding dress, except for the one in the highest position. Anything but being unshakable is possible—of course, besides hard work, there is also an element of luck involved.

And it is precisely because the one in the highest position has never wavered, with everything in the empire today, then of course one has to believe in and praise the commander.so

"Those who slander the commander"

The sharp claws were unsheathed, and the orc shaman looked at Jiangcheng and his party slowly approaching in the distance. Very blue light.

It lowered its head and whispered softly.

"All of you, prepare to redeem your sins with your life."

It's not out of soldier's glory, or self-esteem, revenge, anger or anything like that.

Just the duty of a citizen of the Empire.

Volume Three: Standing on the Edge of the Abyss Chapter 40: Talk

The Jiangcheng group stopped in their tracks, and in the distance was an orc shaman stretching out his sharp claws.

It can block a large area of ​​space in an instant, wipe out the firepower of a stronghold with one blow, and has terrifying individual combat capabilities. There is a psychological expectation for this matter

But they still didn't expect to catch up so quickly.

It is obvious that Yakumozi has continuously used the power of the realm to shift nearly three kilometers away, and has been advancing in a hidden place according to Jiangcheng's plan, and even used his own abilities to eliminate the team's presence as much as possible. He was chased up and blocked at the intersection.

Jiang Cheng sighed and looked at Yakumo Zi: "Can you still transfer

?,,

"It's possible, but continuous use of realm power, especially in this space-blocked environment, is still a bit of a burden for me, which I'm not good at." /V Yunzi paused, and added: "And running Almost, I need to take a few breaths."

"Is that so?" Jiang Cheng sighed, and took out a pistol from his arms, "Then get ready to fight."

Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, everyone nodded, picked up their weapons, and watched the burly enemy slowly approaching in the distance, while guarding against possible enemies in the shadows—they still haven't forgotten the bullet just now Well, and the new enemy doesn't have any weapons that look like they can shoot that kind of bullet, combined with the previous blow that destroyed the stronghold, the result is already obvious.

The enemy is not a person, at least an action team, or even an army.

They have been targeted, and it is not difficult to guess the other party's attitude from the previous attacks.

Never die, never stop.

Then we can only fight.

The orc shaman didn't hide his intentions at all, surrounded by electric lights, emitting bright light in the dark night sky.

Unlike the ghost of the head of state, he does not think that fulfilling the obligations of the citizens of the empire needs to be concealed, nor does he have the habit of using invisibility to tease his opponents in the dark. What he wants is the purest battle, defeating those heretics from the front, and let them The most intuitive way to feel the glory of the commander is like now.

With lightning flashing, he walked towards Jiangcheng and his party with firm steps. Nearly blazing lightning balls condensed on his side, and blue-colored psionic blades stretched out from the sharp claws made of steel.

His eyes were calm, and the pace of the group rushing towards Jiangcheng became faster and faster, and the flashing lights became more and more dazzling, like a ball of lightning rushing towards the city.