Chapter 483 The meaning of sacrifice
As Mo Bei announced the order, many fourth-level warriors quickly took action to resolve the battle.
The remaining part of the Japanese superpowers soon turned into corpses and debris on the ground.
"Clean up the battlefield!"
Mo Bei gathered all the superpowers together and arranged some intact Yunding warriors to start cleaning the battlefield.
Most of the civilian superpowers summoned were now wounded.
The treatment team held on to their bodies and began to treat everyone's injuries.
After the battle, the zombie crystal cores all over the ground made many people's eyes flicker.
However, no one dared to disobey Mo Bei's order.
In this battle, Yunding's powerful combat power has shocked all civilian superpowers.
Even those civilian fourth-level warriors did not dare to complain.
Everyone smiled and sat on the ground obediently waiting for treatment.
Military deterrence is one aspect.
Yunding's credibility is another aspect.
In fact, everyone is not too worried that Yunding will take these crystal cores for himself.
Many people were even thinking that although they had contributed less, at least they had fought side by side.
In a big way, they were friends of life and death.
Since they were friends of life and death...
Joining Yunding as a formal member is not too much, right?
Compared to the two or three crystal cores that might be distributed, this is the most important thing.
As long as they can join Yunding, they are willing to give the crystal cores!
On the rooftop, Su Yu and Mu Ningxue came over with Zhaocai, Wangcai, Fubao and Jinbao.
Seeing that there were two living Japanese people beside Wang Mingyang, they couldn't help but feel a little strange.
However, they didn't say anything.
They just stood quietly with Wang Mingyang.
The four little ones looked at Inoue Yoto and Aoi Hayato curiously, and pulled them a few times with their claws.
A little space ripples appeared, and they couldn't touch them at all.
The four little ones soon lost interest and yawned and lay beside them.
Soon they started snoring.
The floating light balls illuminated the surroundings, providing light sources for everyone.
The detection-type psychics took action one after another, searching for Japanese psychics hiding in various high-rise buildings.
Wang Mingyang released countless life-blooming light balls from the rooftop, which slowly fell on the Yunding warriors.
The powerful healing effect of life blooming greatly alleviated everyone's injuries.
After doing this, Wang Mingyang activated the space master again to transfer many fish that slipped through the net.
The sky gradually brightened, and a large number of crystal cores also gathered together.
The Yunding warriors who recovered from their injuries began to collect the bodies with the civilian psychics.
The first to be collected were the psychics belonging to Yunding.
More than 20,000 Yunding psychics suffered great losses after this battle.
One by one, the bodies in armor were placed on the nearby streets.
Then Qi Sen brought a group of earth-type psychics to directly demolish the two communities and dig a huge deep pit.
Many psychics threw the remains of the Japanese psychic into a big pit.
Prepare to bury them on the spot to fertilize the land.
Zhu Bai suddenly said: "Will someone have super-speed regeneration..."
As a result, the cautious Mo Bei arranged a group of fire psychics to burn them in batches.
Make sure they are completely dead.
Those zombie bodies were not burned.
After thinking about it, let them lie quietly.
Some high-level mutant creatures can be cultivated in the future.
On the sea, the sun rises slowly.
Mo Bei walked up to the rooftop with a heavy face.
"Boss, the war damage has come out."
"Specific situation?" Wang Mingyang asked calmly.
"23,545 soldiers went to the battle, 1,245 were killed, 1,987 were seriously injured, and 5,973 were slightly injured."
Mo Bei reported in a low voice.
Severe injuries basically mean limb mutilation, and there is no way to revive for the time being.
Minor injuries mean that the injuries have been relieved after the treatment of the healing psychic.
But they still need to rest and receive further treatment.
This is because of the protection of the meteorite gold armor, which can basically exempt melee attacks below the third level.
A large number of elemental attacks are also blocked outside the armor.
Like the high-frequency vibration that Li Ming has, no matter what armor you are wearing, the inside will be shattered under one blow.
Even if there is no such ability, the people inside may be killed by the powerful bombardment.
There are many ways to hurt the people inside through the armor in elemental attacks.
Deaths and injuries are inevitable.
It's just some numbers.
However, looking around, the surrounding streets are densely packed with corpses.
A few hours ago, they were the most vivid lives.
They responded to the call with full of passion and shed their blood on this land.
What they took away were more than 50,000 Japanese psychics.
No matter what their identities were in the past and what they did after the end of the world.
At this moment, they are all worthy of China.
On the rooftop, there was silence.
Wang Mingyang pressed his hands on the edge of the rooftop, and the reinforced concrete fence made a creaking sound.
Gradually turned into a pile of powder in his palm.
Even though he had been covering the entire field with his mental power.
Even though he had tried his best to protect everyone.
However, the battlefield was too vast.
The battle changed rapidly, and he could not take care of everyone.
In the end, so many compatriots were sacrificed.
Wang Mingyang knew that today's casualties were to avoid greater damage in the future.
But he still couldn't hide the pain and self-blame in his heart.
He was still too weak...
Su Yu and Mu Ningxue, who were standing by, had grief and self-blame on their faces.
They rushed too fast and didn't pay attention to the subsequent battlefield situation.
When everything was settled, there were only a few Japanese superpowers left in front of him.
Deep regret and self-blame filled Su Yu's heart.
Drops of tears silently crossed her cheeks.
Su Yu bit her lips tightly. If she had known that this would be the result.
She wouldn't have practiced any sword skills at all, and would have killed those Japanese superpowers cleanly and neatly.
In this way, so many people wouldn't have died.
"Mo Bei, notify them to prepare to return to Genting."
"Then gather at the new square outside Genting."
After a long time, Wang Mingyang adjusted his mood, took a deep breath, and said slowly.
"Yes, Boss!"
Mo Bei replied solemnly, turning to leave the rooftop.
From beginning to end, he did not even glance at the two Japanese superpowers.
He was afraid that he could not suppress his emotions and would chop the two little devils directly.
Half an hour later, Wang Mingyang had a thought and compressed Inoue Yoto and Aoi Hayato and the space around them into two space gems.
He took Su Yu, Mu Ningxue, and the four little ones and jumped down.
A huge space portal opened facing the rising sun.
"Take my comrades home!"
Wang Mingyang shouted loudly.
"Go home!"
More than 20,000 Yunding soldiers shouted in unison.
With Wang Mingyang's big hand wave, the Yunding soldiers carefully held the bodies of their comrades and slowly stepped into the portal.
At this moment, there was no triumphant smile on everyone's face.
A solemn and solemn mood lingered in everyone's heart.
Victory is joyful.
Sacrifice is heartbreaking.
Although the end of the world has come, zombies have broken out, and everyone has lost their relatives and friends.
I have long been resistant to this kind of pain.
But many soldiers have never experienced this emotion.
For those who live in peacetime, national hatred and family hatred seem to be just a slogan.
After all, this generation of them has never really experienced that kind of tragedy.
But now, they deeply understand what "national hatred and family hatred" is.
It seems that at this moment, the sacrifice of comrades-in-arms has a different meaning.
Perhaps, the ancestors once had such emotions after fighting bloody battles...
PS:
Maybe everyone doesn't like the plot of the past two days.
After all, the protagonist can indeed avoid these injuries.
But after some thinking, I decided to write it out.
Some people, some things, may be gradually forgotten by some people.
I just hope to do my best!
Remember the ancestors who once shed their blood for my Chinese land!
The people's heroes will live forever! ! !
