Vol 2 Chapter 1203: Green disaster is coming

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Brother Dianzi received a call from the depths of genes. If the messy genetic material that makes it difficult to distinguish between animals and plants is really a gene, in short, it is not an exception.
In the depths of the northern wasteland, more than one great skill tyrant felt this call. Of course, those great skill tyrants might not have as clear pictures as Pianzi saw, but it was enough to bring them a lot of bizarre inspiration.
So the Mao Federation players are blessed, so the new China players are blessed.
The howling steel, supported by several short legs with obvious advantages and disadvantages, left solid footprints on the wasteland at a speed slower than walking with green leather. These say tanks are not tanks, and walking mechas are not walking machines. A’s weird objects are driven by magic spar, and each one is a limited edition made by hand. Even the energy circuit is different, each has its own shortcomings, and the high failure rate is terrible.
But the greenskins feel Waaaagh's walk from their bones. Those who are more than three meters tall would rather remove the shells of these weird mechas and put their huge bodies in to enjoy themselves.
And the boys who were supposed to manipulate these war machines were used as cushions by the big guys with their butts under their butts.
Even if the small mechas such as the big skill fighter Sanling Wushen were prepared for the boys, it could not stop the enthusiasm of the greenskins. In a single day, there were thousands of boys abandoned in the wilderness because of their hips.
The big tyrants can't control this behavior at all. The greenskins always have the opportunity to break the rules and enjoy it.
The border line of the Kislev Kingdom that suffered with the February Fortress. The players of the Mao Federation did not try to expose themselves to the defense line for reasons such as glory and blood, but every year Greenskins will put Kisri The direction of the husband's kingdom has become the main breakthrough point, which is a habit formed over thousands of years.
"Babaev, give me a slap quickly and see if I am dreaming!" A sentinel hiding in the alert point tried his best to pull the sleeping companion beside him. Just yesterday they got a bottle of tall. Pure spirits, there was a Mao-style swig, but the wine did not wake up this morning.
He felt as if he saw a strange green-skinned army on the horizon in the distance.
The sleeping Babaev opened his eyes and satisfies his companion's wishes without hesitation. A loud slap was slapped on his face: "Yakov, have you not sobered up yet and want to make me laugh?" How could such a request be made?"
"Damn it, report it to the top, the greenskin invasion has started!" Yakov straightened his slapped hat and stumbled outside the outpost. Only the two players were active here, in order to prevent player communication There was an accident in the system, and a beacon tower was prepared in the center of the outpost, which emits strong black smoke when it burns.
Yakov lit the fuel in the beacon tower: "We should go now, Babayev, this time the greenskin is equipped with tanks!"
Babaev lay on the wall and only glanced at it. The dizziness after the hangover disappeared completely. He saw the group of green skins assisting the tanks to turn, aiming at his side.
"Go! Go! Go!" Babaev jumped out of the outpost embarrassedly, and dragged Yakov to the west.
Soon, the two of them heard the sound of green skin cannons.
"I think we ran early." Yakov stood 350 meters west of the outpost, watching the scattered shells falling around the outpost, but not in the outpost.
"Remember when they first played with muskets?" Babaev would not underestimate the green monsters: "In the beginning, many of them used muskets as sticks, and sometimes they could kill themselves or kill themselves. Own person."
"I know, they learn this very quickly." Yakov said nothing, because two consecutive cannonballs hit the inside of the outpost strongly, blasting the improvised fence to pieces.
"Guardian No. 3 found a medium-sized green-skinned group. They were driving something similar to a tank." Babaev sent two messages in a row with the intention of attracting the attention of the above. He soon realized that he had done useless work. .
The beacon signal along their outpost, like a growing fire snake, ignited all the way to the rear.
This year's green disaster is ahead of schedule!
Babaev and Yakov looked at each other, which is not good news for them.
Unlike the new Chinese people who took over the aboriginal empire smoothly, the Mao Federation's road to rise has been locked in a mud pit from the very beginning.
The ruler of the Kislev Kingdom keenly discovered the existence and intentions of the players, and directly jumped back. He would rather split the Kislev Kingdom into two rather than giving in. All were involved in a cruel civil war.
This war was fought from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, and neither side took advantage. Behind the female czar stood a double-digit legendary powerhouse. The Kislev Kingdom, which has been fighting with the green skin for many years, has legendary power. Great advantage ~EbookFREE.me~ The existence of these legendary powerhouses makes the number of players' superiority vanish, and the two sides can only fight in the quagmire of war.
If it hadn't been for the Xinhuaxia people to break through a supply line in the northern wasteland a while ago, the Mao Federation players would not even be able to feed the aborigines in their own territories.
No way, most of the territory of the Kislev Kingdom belongs to the northern wasteland, and almost no grass grows. Therefore, the people here are strong and every household is rich in hunters.
The two parties in the civil war had reached an agreement before that when the green disaster came, they would temporarily truce, jointly resist the invasion of greenskins, and wait for the green disaster to carry out their own war.
The Kislev Kingdom has not never seen civil strife in the history, but they have left such a tradition from the first time that all civil wars must make way for the war against the green disaster.
And now, the green disaster is ahead of schedule. Just as the two sides just reached an agreement on this matter, the timing was a little coincidental. Neither the Mao Federation nor the Kislev aboriginal forces were prepared to deal with the green disaster.
The food prepared for the warriors has not been expropriated. The previous war consumed a lot of food stocks, as did weapons and armor. The two sides did not agree on the logistics route, and even the defense areas were not divided in detail. The war came so suddenly.
The Mao Federation can only rely on its own strength to withstand the pressure temporarily, and at the same time pray that the female czar behind him will not give them a set of righteous backstabs at this time.
Fortunately, the female czar is a very charismatic person. She kept her promise, not only did not fall into trouble, but also promoted and allocated a large amount of logistics supplies to the front line of the confrontation between the two sides.
The dawn of an end to the civil war seems to be coming.
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