How Am I Still Alive? Chapter 125

The west entrance is not big, but the port is not small, which is the lifeblood of the city.

In the old days, ships came and went, and cars came and went.

In the port are transport belts and containers, outside the port are fishing boats and cargo ships with thousands of sails, and adjacent areas, as well as ship repair yards and shipyards.

But now, the port has completely fallen.

"Boom!"

When Tianya with the thunder light fell from the sky, the defenders were all dumbfounded.

The continuous light blue flashes spewed out from the former dock area, and the continuous "mortars" hit the human positions, making big pits, and there were flashes of light representing departure.

The power is not large, and the accuracy is very subtle, but the speed is extremely fast. Once it bursts, it has at least the power range of a mortar, and it is difficult to guard against.

"...In the past, wasn't there a 'Tianya' at least on the tenth day?"

The veterans were puzzled and disturbed, but they couldn't deal with it.

It wasn't a special spell, but the elite murlocs who had awakened the "Thunderbolt" ability. With the loosening of the rules of the world, more of their innate abilities could be used.

The frequency of bombardment is not high, the awakening probability of this powerful talent is not high, and there are probably only a dozen scattered now.

But with enough range, they only need to stay in the "dock barracks" to stably bombard the human front line around the dam.

In the past, even if the "Tianya" appeared, it was basically in the middle and late stages, and the human side also prepared the commandos... Now the front line is getting more and more miserable, and the attack is about giving away the head.

"Not good..."

I don't know who, first said the well-known facts.

The situation is more than bad, it has already entered a desperate situation at a high speed.

Ordinary murlocs are so much stronger that the naked eye can see, and the large-scale strengthening of cannon fodder is, in a sense, the most desperate.

The only reason why the fish people didn't attack in a big way was because their strength increased too fast, and various siege machines and equipment did not keep up.

Now, the "barracks in the dock area, the shipyard, and the repair vehicle" are all roaring, and the murloc technicians are working overtime to complete the transformation and upgrading of the war equipment.

Taking 1987 as the standard, the technical level of the murlocs was actually a bit higher than that of humans.

But most of the things they can't bring, and even if they bring it, they can't use it directly.

Each world has its own rules and laws of physics. They need a certain amount of time to adjust and rest. They need to analyze local machinery and magic items to adjust their war equipment.

This is the trouble with fighting the war races. They won't charge mindlessly and meaninglessly like "Mysterious Realm Monsters". When they determine the decisive battle period...then they are basically sure to win.

The veterans on the defense line know that the roaring overtime sound of the other side's factory is actually the death knell for their own side.

The one who has the advantage on his side is actually the more high-end combat power, and the one at the core of the war zone, the super boss who has quelled the rising river.

In the past, at this time, raid squads, sneak attack squads, and even large-scale bombing squads were already on the way, and all kinds of powerful mutants and supernatural murlocs were the focus of being hunted.

In the early stage, humans should be on the offensive side, attacking with superior low-level and cannon fodder combat power, and using various elite teams as arrows or even hunters, smashing each other's camps and strategic points, hunting and killing the rare ones. Units and war machines, to prevent each other from forming a joint force, not to mention pulling up the entire military camp.

As long as the battle is broken enough in the early stage, even if the opponent's reinforcements continue to flow, it can still support it for a long time... A priest with a large number of followers and slaves is a big trouble, and a single priest is the reward point of the event .

But now, there is only bad and worse news...

"The Weilai team has withdrawn, and they have left a defense area that needs to be filled."

"Karin and her regiment also left, and the healer among them withdrew early."

"The 'Blood Blade' team evacuated. This time they came to the newcomers, and the newcomers were forced out directly."

At this moment, the various teams have withdrawn from the front line for various reasons of the past or obvious nonsense.

This is not a high-quality combat power that can be gathered casually. Those who can be nailed to the front line are small and well-known teams in the past. Now their departure will bring a wave of secondary combat power. Constantly loosening the military heart.

"...Maybe, we're going to set the record for the shortest end."

"A wave of flat pushes? Disgraceful and thrown home."

"Otherwise, let the recruits withdraw, lest they get really confused and drag others down."

Someone sees through everything, but can't change it.

Looking at the military camp not far away, and the falling thunder that fell from time to time, the veterans were so anxious that they even expected the other party to take the initiative to attack, instead of waiting for the situation to deteriorate.

"I'll go talk to Ms. Zhou, I can't go on like this."

"....Is this appropriate? She still has to deal with the next burst of river water. I remember saying in the guide that every time she makes a shot, it means that the next shot will be later, and the water will It rises faster and the front line will collapse.”

"If she doesn't shoot, there will be no next time. I'm not talking about the battlefield, I'm saying that people are scattered and they will all run away."

In a sense, this is the gap between the secret realm and reality. In reality, you will be held accountable if you take the mission and become a deserter, but here.... if you can't beat it, you still spend it here. What?

Waiting to be pushed by someone? When the army is defeated like a mountain, do you still expect to make some contributions? Others surround you in a group, and you are gone in a few seconds.

It is determined that the odds of winning are getting lower and lower, it will end tomorrow, and some people will start to retreat.

And the defense zone he vacated makes the team next door start to feel uneasy, and must also consider retreating or leaving.

Withdraw and withdraw, the front will collapse the next day.

"Okay, let's go invite her together."

Ms. Zhou, Zhou Suyin, the sixth-order "wild boss who heals his waist here (setting, is also a strategic weapon for the human side in the secret realm.

Her prototype is the real boss of the Church of Redemption, a core executive of a certain organization up to the seventh rank.

She was once a famous and beautiful saint, a former idol singer, and had countless suitors and admirers, including otherworldly beings.

As a "dancer", his dance is graceful, and it is said that he is like a demon coming into the world, which can make the gods and Buddhas tempted...... In the peak period of forty years ago.

"Okay, I'll take action now, you wait. Youngsters, don't worry, the desperate situation my mother encountered back then was much worse than this, and reinforcements will come sooner or later..."

With a flat body like a bucket, too bright green thin clothes, and dyed curly blond hair, Aunt Zhou, who is "big mom" in every way, picked up a fan and a kettle, and walked onto the stage just like in the past.

This idol dancer in the past is now particularly interested in folk yangko and imported rock disco. He comes here to recuperate from Yangko in the daytime and dance halls at night.

Her clothes are also half folk and half rock, with leather jackets and jeans paired with traditional dance clothes, and her very good facial features are turned into thick powder and heavy makeup... To put it bluntly, she will challenge the aesthetic lower limit of young people ten years later.

The graceful dance gestures in the past, now due to her consistent body, no matter how she jumps, it always reminds people of group gymnastics.

If ten or twenty years pass, there may be a more appropriate name - a street fighter, a retired square dance aunt!

"...I heard that there are people who made a special trip to see her dance. I really don't know what to see."

"You don't understand this. Dancers use rhythm and posture to 'attract and please' God or nature, and achieve a certain sense of resonance~www.mtlnovel.com~ The focus is actually on rhythm and various dance techniques , look at the beat of her footsteps, she's absolutely amazing. In her realm, she should have returned to her original state long ago, and she can dance any way she wants."

"...This is the reason for dancing Yangko to God? I always feel that there is something wrong..."

In the nagging, the aunt has not yet walked to her square, but the mutation has already happened.

In the eyes of everyone puzzled, a super train composed of a lot of monsters and murlocs is speeding up and rushing towards it.

And what they were chasing seemed to be a flying figure in the sky ahead.

"Look, it's a bird?!"

"Oh, is it a plane?"

"No, it's a bastard."

Among the crowd, Cat Mao, who had just arrived, angrily pointed at the unconscionable above.

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