Chapter 1566 Moon War (seventy-eight)

The long sword reflected the white smoke of phosphorus fire burning under the steel sky, and the flashing electric light evaporated the dirty blood mixed with phosphorus oxide. The knights stepped over the corpses without hesitation, remaining silent as they searched for the next target to kill. Phosphorus fire is not necessarily effective. Some Inhumans who can control breezes and freezing temperatures can effectively avoid this terrifying weapon, but genetically modified warriors are more inclined to fight with swords and guns. The ruins were full of mutilated limbs and minced meat, and the brutal fighting style made many Inhumans who intended to resist choose to surrender directly. However, if they did not receive instructions to collect prisoners, the knights did not care whether there were people who surrendered.

They erected spikes along the street and stuck the severed heads of mutants on them.

On this battlefield, the lives of Inhuman soldiers are measured in hours of Earth time, or perhaps minutes would be more accurate. Long-term nervous tension has exhausted the Inhuman soldiers. Many Inhuman soldiers were just untrained civilians before taking up arms. Effective infantry teams were formed by the leadership of the Royal Guard, but they still lacked train. There had been some battles that had received help from the King of Attilan, but after a pep talk, nothing had changed.

Perhaps it is because some of them once lived a privileged life and are now unwilling to lie behind bunkers, eating less and less food, and enduring increasingly dirty clothes and skin; Weak, unable to move quickly with the Royal Guard soldiers, and physically unable to bear much logistical work. When these so-called soldiers encountered the progressively advancing genetically modified warriors, less than one-third had the courage to pull the trigger, and very few were able to hit. The deeper the attack, the lower the level of resistance of the Inhumans. . Each genetically modified warrior has the ability to strike deeply that mortals have never had at the same time. They clean every street like armored vehicles, and hand over the mutants who survived to Martian technicians or Immortal City technicians. deal with.

Information is still flowing back to headquarters via encrypted radio.

Although the Assassin was unable to fully grasp the movements of all the Inhuman armies, the Attilan royal family consisted of Inhumans with teleportation capabilities such as Locktooth and Gordon, as well as those with attack capabilities and professional training such as Black Bolt. The information that the military (referring to the Juvenile Administration of the Security Department) had formed a special team to attack the fire positions with the intention of destroying the encirclement was enough to cause the emperor's command to change their offensive strategy. What is certain is that other clans, such as the Kimilian clan that has completely lost control of its territory, the Ghost clan and the Villain clan whose control is still in the hands of the Attilan royal family, will definitely attack the siege network that has holes.

It is indeed true that the Ghost Clan and the Villain Clan are warrior clans that are brave and good at fighting and can adapt to extreme environments. Their specific genetic mutations give them keen senses, amazing agility and powerful physical fitness. However, modern large-scale wars are not special operations. Without equipment that can ignore bullets, it is impossible to achieve many results with the physical body alone. The first counterattack of these two clans only destroyed one machine gun position and cost more than 98 casualties. Their opponents were only the security machine gunners next to the street fighting ambush circle.

When the results of this victory were reported to the headquarters, even the Imperial Guards despaired of the Inhumans' stupidity.

This is no longer a problem that can be explained by equipment inspection. These two clans believed that their genetic mutations could replace weapons, but in front of the genetically modified warriors, the genetic mutations they were proud of were completely crushed by more advanced biological modifications and perfect war technology. Even in close combat, these battles Mutants with uneven literacy cannot compare with genetically modified warriors who have a lot of knowledge imbued with them. Even Black Bolt did not expect that the encirclement tactics jointly formulated by Commander Malcolm and the Emperor would gradually make the Inhumans feel war-weary. The Inhumans warriors were unable to break through the encirclement. The genetically modified warriors who attacked deeply divided the settlement into Different areas are prohibited from communicating with people and materials between each area.

If Attilan's former owners had not modified the star fort, it would have taken some time to capture the living quarters, which consist of interconnected cabins. But after being away from the war, the ancestors of the Inhumans in Attilan completely lost their vigilance. They transformed the steel dome, modified the energy pipeline system, and built a settlement built on the top deck of the former deck, actively eliminating strategic depth and allowing The genetically modified warriors were able to gradually demolish the buildings, creating an orderly no-man's land hundreds of meters long. The genetically modified warriors spread fear, violence and massacre indifferently. Their destruction triggered fire after fire, destroying all production facilities and buildings, and decapitating any living creature that could breathe.

It seems that the Inhumans have nothing to worry about in this war, but there is a huge gap between the upper and lower limits of different mutants. Some Inhumans' abilities are not threatening at all, but some Inhumans are capable of causing great damage. To cope with this situation. Commander Malcolm Corps dispatched five teams of genetically modified warriors equipped with jet engine-powered backpacks - there is no doubt that these genetically modified warriors are not the first type, but unknown experimental models from the emperor's genetic laboratory - These rapid strike troops riding suspended motorcycles are armed with swords, pistols and sniper rifles, and operate within the encirclement network of five different clan settlements. Tactical reconnaissance drones also monitor and observe the defense network at all times to avoid loopholes in the firepower of the encirclement network. . When a certain fire support position is attacked, these Steel Angels dragging fire wings will receive a notification and rush to the location of the attack as quickly as possible.

At the same time, the mortal soldiers in each squad's mortar position also entered the numbers of each artillery position and the shooting elements in advance. When the genetically modified soldiers are unable to stop those particularly powerful aliens, a final order will be conveyed to Mortal soldiers, these squads of heavy mortars will use the remaining ammunition in the fire position to explode and drag those Inhumans into hell - when the Emperor's army masters the teleportation strike tactic, they have already figured out how to deal with it. After all, the value of this decapitation strike tactic is equivalent to that of nuclear weapons, and it can even render nuclear weapons useless to some extent. It is necessary to conduct in-depth research on the application and defense measures of teleportation strikes.

"Now is the final stage, Ms. Jiaying. The real enemy of this war is entering."

"Isn't it enough to exterminate the alien race?" Jiaying said with a hint of ridicule, "Isn't the massacre enough to satisfy you?"

"Killing is bound to happen, and spiritual entities eager to kill and monsters born out of despair are being nurtured." The emperor said, "They have already set their sights on humans, and the Inhumans are just pawns they have recently placed on the chessboard. I want to be extinct. Inhumans, but at the same time I have to face the cost of this war.”

Amon handed over a potion at the right time.

"You are an immortal, Ms. Jiaying. I can make you die completely and permanently, but I am not willing to do so, because it means wasting your own value. As far as the Inhumans are concerned, you have already It has no value anymore, but if you are willing to delve into some of the truth about this world and figure out what kind of threats we face, you will understand what I do." The emperor pointed to a medical armored vehicle. That medical armored vehicle was specially prepared for the Praetorian Order and the Emperor, not ordinary humans. He placed the potion in front of Jiaying, "You can choose whether to understand it or not."

"Do I have a choice?"

"If you are willing to choose eternal peace, I can grant you true death." The emperor said calmly, "If you are willing to see the truth clearly, then take this potion."

"Isn't this poison?" Jiaying looked at the attractive golden liquid in the test tube with suspicion. Even if she has never seen them, she can still imagine the aroma and taste of these liquids. This is the most wonderful wine in the world, and no other wine can compare with it. "You're not going to poison me?"

"This potion is called golden mead, but I have made some modifications based on the original formula, and the method of use and effect are also different." The emperor held a silver key, and the pattern on the key was dizzying. He said softly, "We still have some time now. After taking the potion, you will enter the dream world, where I will tell you the real threats we face, and I will also ensure your safety until you return to the material universe."

The emperor drew a symbol on Jiaying's helmet with his index finger, and a disgusting cold immediately swept through her body.

"As immortals, we view history differently from mortals who live only a hundred years. Maybe by that time, you will change your current thinking. But please remember, I never asked you to forget In the past, it was just that before we discovered the truth, we looked at the world from different angles."

Maximus looked at the group of people thrown into the pit deck by the Alpha primitives and shook his head helplessly.

"It's not enough. These creatures with low intelligence are too inefficient." His face covered with runes was filled with contempt. The deep pit was originally an abandoned water storage tank of the sewage treatment plant, but it is now suitable for use as another access road. Some of those left behind were still alive, but their bones were broken. At the bottom of the water tank, there are already scattered the bones of alien animals that grew out of the shadows. No one knows how those creatures survived and reproduced for so many generations that they became those deformed variants. Food for people. "Only enough sacrifice can give us a glimpse of the truth. These civilians are not gifted, and their role is limited."

"Your Majesty, it is difficult to snatch people from the invaders. Those invaders will kill all creatures that appear in front of them. The entrance and exit channels of these slaves are located near the invaders' encirclement network. Our people are simply unable to resist the firepower of the invaders. , heavy casualties.”

"I don't want to listen to excuses. The holy book says that there must be 999 souls to perform the ceremony." Maximus said with a smile, "You should be lucky that the intruder is helping me complete my goal, otherwise you can only jump into the deep The pit became ritual material.”

"I am not afraid of this future, Your Majesty. It is my honor to die for the gods and for the truth." The enthusiasm blooming in the priest's eyes enveloped Maximus. Gunfire roared from the upper deck, and a large amount of dust fell like a drizzle. "Periel will definitely return from the dream to help you win the crown, and we are willing to do everything for this. The sect was established long before the birth of the Inhumans. This is an eternal truth of the universe that transcends races."

"I don't care." Maximus said, "All I want is to save the Inhumans."

"When you have the truth, you can realize any wish." The priest said firmly, as if that's what he thought, and at the same time, he took it as a matter of course. "The invaders will not be able to resist your power. You can destroy any enemy and save anyone." He said, "This is only a small part of the power of the truth of the universe. As the spokesperson of the gods, you will conquer the entire matter. universe."

"let's start."

Maximus waved his hand, and the compressor above the water storage tank slowly lowered, blocking the view of the crowd below. The compressor started working, and a smelly crimson liquid gushes out from the water outlet of the water storage tank. "Go and sip the holy water, my friends," he told the crowd around him. Including those Inhumans who have lived on the lower deck for generations and have completely lost the results of the Kree Empire's genetic engineering research due to genetic mutations from pollutants. When he came to this place, he discovered how powerful the sect rooted in the upper deck really was. This sect grew wildly without the knowledge of the royal family, spreading its power to places beyond the control of the upper deck.

"Sip the holy water and make one last sacrifice to the gods!"

Jiaying opened her eyes and saw a high mountain with steep cliffs.

The towering mountain peaks are submerged in the leaden clouds. The cold light of the morning shines on the gloomy fir forests at the foot of the mountains and the year-round snow on the peaks. The setting sun falls into the long river rushing in the valley and burns in the water light. Fur-clad savages stepped on cobblestones, carrying blood-stained prey on their shoulders, and carefully crossed the river valley.

"The story of the Inhumans begins here."

Jiaying turned her head and saw a young black-haired man standing next to her. His face was filled with a warm smile, and kindness and calm almost overflowed from his eyes. He was very handsome, with a charm that could make anyone's heart flutter, but standing next to him at this moment, Jiaying only felt peace, the kind she had never felt since lying on Dr. Daniel Whitehall's operating table. peaceful. The black-haired man pointed to the steel castle on the steep rock wall. The castle was incompatible with its surroundings. Under the sunlight, the shimmering force field constantly distorted the air, which seemed to be emitting heat.

The man in the animal skin walked towards the bottom of the cliff, where there was a cave in the air opened from the fir forest.

"We are now in the North American continent. In the future, this laboratory will be occupied by S.H.I.E.L.D."

Jiaying realized who the black-haired man was, and she recognized him from the calm tone of his voice.

"You will see how the Kree Empire selected and manufactured the controllers of the Inhumans." The emperor said, "But we don't have time. Let us jump back in time and take a look at the time when the Kree came to Earth. reason."