This is a strong male body.

The body proportions are fully in line with the golden ratio. The head is downward and the expanded muscles are distributed in sequence along the shoulders and chest, arranged in a jagged manner like continuous blocky hills. At first glance, they exud a toned and powerful sense of power.

Looking at Rand Walker standing in front of him naked, Liu Yuchen felt a sudden shock. He subconsciously clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to control his body that could not help but want to tremble violently.

It's scary, it's really scary.

He no longer knows what language he should use to describe everything his eyes see.

Rand Walker has more than twenty abdominal muscles. They are arranged finely on the abdomen like clusters of fish scales. The diameter of a single piece is about three centimeters. As you breathe, these layers of flakes will slightly rise and fall with the rhythm.

He has four pectoralis major muscles, which are not symmetrically arranged equally, but appear in the chest position in the way of three left and one right. Under the drag of a huge scar of more than half a meter, the left chest muscle forms an oblique angle below the body, and the right chest is guided by the shoulder scapula around the back. It seems like a strange bandage with the same color as the skin, tight and tightly entangled the entire body.

Also, there is a bowl-shaped old scar with a diameter of ten centimeters at the upper end of the left and right arms, each facing the side of the arms. The surface shows a pus-like effect after curing, densely covered with crisscrossing blood vessels and veins, and a thick and round scar circle is left in the middle. From the outside, it is difficult to tell what the cause is.

"I didn't lie to you. I did do the modification surgery alone. At that time... Jenny was dead. I had no trustworthy friends, and no one was willing to help me complete this incredible surgery."

Looking at Liu Yuchen with a shocked face, Rand Walker had no shame on his face that the slap should have appeared. He still smiled as usual, and his voice remained calm and unchanged.

"Using local anesthesia and nerve blockade, my brain remained awake during the operation. The transplantation of the chest, abdomen and important organs must be done by two people. I have no way to do this, I can only remove two arms from the most cellular-friendly deceased person and install them on the upper end of the shoulders... Haha! Does a monster with four arms sound terrible? But they do work very well. The arms that have been reorganized through nerve bundles can exert the work efficiency of two people. Thanks to this, I can block them

At the same time as the blood vessels, various second organs are classified and transplanted. If it were not for the consideration that dual thinking may affect the judgment of subjective consciousness, or cause the inability to gain absolute control of the body, I even wanted to install a new head on my shoulder. You know, human thinking often leads to numbness and dullness due to excessive pain or long-term activity. No one can predict whether there will be various dangers during the operation. But after thinking about it, I still gave up this crazy idea. The original owner of the head is likely to retain the remaining consciousness, and I dare not take this risk."

After swallowing hard, Liu Yuchen stepped out his right foot with difficulty, walked to Land Walker, stretched out his trembling fingers, and gently, carefully touched the scary scar on the upper end of his arm.

He finally understood what the strange trace circle in the center of the old scar actually meant?

That's the bone.

The bones are sawed off alive and left on the surface of the body and traces left after being covered by the skin.

"I don't want to be a terrible monster that can never be approached in the eyes of others. Complete the surgery and attaching limbs have no meaning to continue to exist. Cut them off, and I am still a human being. I must avenge Jenny. Whether it is wrong or right, only by living and having the strength can we kill all the damn dirty bastards in Black Gold Town."

Rand Walker turned around, picked up the black shirt placed on the back of the swivel chair, shook, stretched his arms and slowly put them on, carefully and carefully twisted the buttons one by one.

He kept smiling.

It seems that those terrible stories filled with blood and tears, sad and crying are not depicting themselves, but telling another irrelevant person.

Liu Yuchen felt dizzy in his mind. He took a few steps back, supported the office desk next to him with his hands, and lowered his head weakly. The surging shock consciousness deep in his heart was completely impressed by the perseverance and courage of the man in front of him.

"Everyone has his own beliefs in his mind. They will change with the surrounding people. At first, I just wanted to take Jenny's replica to find a safe and peaceful town, rely on each other, and calm this life. Perhaps God wanted to make me feel more tragic pain. It took away my most beloved wife, but it burned the anger that had been forgotten for a long time. What made me violent impulse was not just the "claws" and the mafia, but also the Knights of the Skeleton. They had to pay the price for everything they had done. It was nothing about justice or evil, it was just a promise made by a husband to face his wife's body. I would never repent. They had to die and must be crucified like the devil who had cut off his limbs."

"So...what later...get done all this?"

Liu Yuchen raised his head and asked with a blank look.

"That young and powerful lord has a greater say in this question than me."

Rand Walker smiled faintly and said, "Remember, you still owe me two questions."

......

Lin Xiang's heart seemed to be bitten by a snake with gorgeous, terrifying and poisonous patterns on his body, desperately devouring and gnawing.

From the beginning, he never really believed that cooperation with the Redeemer group would be as harmonious and unreserved as Aphra said.

They only provide material things, but do not give them to science and technology that can truly improve their territory.

They do not need population. The cultivation trough can produce a large number of replicated life forms. Longtengling has 100 civilians or 1 million people, which has no practical significance to the "redeemer".

But Lin Xiang never dreamed that the partnership between the two would collapse in an instant without any possibility of recovery. Alfra's words have already made it clear that they only value the number of force, military power, parasites and mutants.

They need more cannon fodder to rush forward and act as a striker against the Skeleton Knights.

If the knife is dull and doesn't work, then replace it with a faster one.

The fact is that simple.

It is not a question of abandoning or being abandoned. It is more appropriate to use words like "survival of the fittest" to describe the Longtengling or the Black Prison Empire.

Through the window, I looked up into the distance. Wherever I looked, I was covered with dark and dark lead-colored radiant clouds, and the wilderness rendered by the approaching autumn colors into dark yellow and weak green.

With his hands on his back, his legs and feet were separated to the same position as both ends of his shoulders. Lin Xiang, wearing a black uniform, stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window more than three meters high. His face, which was too tight because he bit his teeth tightly, highlighted a special texture as hard as steel.

Turning around and walking down the steps, the thick soles of the boots hit the ground, and in the empty Yinyue City conference hall, there was an empty and rhythmic shock.

On both sides of the strip-shaped long table covered with white linen are the most important leaders of Longteng Ling. Because the meeting is of great importance, even Bernie and Quincy, who are far away on the Eastern Coast Cinema, were recalled. Together with familiar faces, they sat silently on the luxurious high-backed chairs, focusing their eyes in front of the head of the top of the long table.

The stone wall behind Lin Xiang is hung with a huge newly painted map covering the entire wall. In the middle is a long and narrow dragon head. The north, south and west are red, yellow and green, respectively, representing the adjacent family alliance, the Black Prison Empire, and the large area that has not yet been fully detected and cannot be deployed on a large scale.

"This is what we have to face right now"

Lin Xiang's sonorous and powerful voice broke the suffocating dullness in the hall. Behind him, two guards holding long benchmarks were pointing the eye-catching and sharp pole tops to the corresponding position of the map that could be seen by all participants according to the participants.

"To the north, the family alliance is in a confrontation with the "Holy Blood Angels" legion. Ultra City is already the farthest limit we can advance to. Of course, everyone knows the strength of the family alliance. We can fight down. However, this battle will inevitably trigger a series of chain reactions. There is no buffer zone between the religious armed forces of the north and the Longteng Len, and they are likely to launch a full-scale attack. According to the information currently obtained, this force evolved from the old era culprits is far more powerful than it seems on the surface. If they were not concerned about the strategic oppression of the Skeleton Knights and the Red Republican Army, they would have completely annexed the family alliance. According to the calculations of the Staff Officer Group, if we want to fight against it, we must give out about 80 to 90% of the military power."

"The south is the new power Black Prison Empire that we just came into contact with. From then on, there is no organization or group that can compete with it. They have more than 100,000 armies. Due to the slave society system and the full support from the Knights, the empire can quickly arm the huge army of more than twice, or even three or five times the current number in a short period of time. Compared with the "Sword of God", the Black Prison Empire does not have many high-level abilities, and the soldier group has not been strengthened and transformed 100%. However, their attack surface is quite wide. Not only in the south, but also in the eastern coastal areas, the imperial regiment vanguard has also appeared. They firmly control the main highway to the south. If they fight against it, they also need to consume 90% of the military power within their lords."

"To the west is a vast heavy radiation area. There are also scattered light radiation areas. We can only explore slowly in the way of team searching. It takes time to advance outward and establish immigrant settlements, and it is impossible to ensure that enough water can be found in all areas. Therefore, we must decide in the two main directions of the south and north, which is the key target of our later attack?"

There is no democracy in the wasteland world. Extending public opinion will only cause chaos in the implementation of the established policy. Lin Xiang has always implemented internal rule with iron fist and hierarchical softening. In his mind, the late-stage strategy of the north and south has been determined. Now it is proposed in this way of collective discussion, just to comprehensively sort out the opinions or opinions from others, and at the same time confirm in public, without any additional doubts.

"We should stabilize the situation in the north and concentrate our forces to attack the southern empire."

Blanche, wearing a Western-style suit, first expressed her attitude: "The situation of the family alliance has not changed much. As long as you secretly support the two families of Aila Blauke and Freir in a way of economic infiltration, they can easily gain real power in the alliance. At the same time, creating small-scale friction among the two tribes and allowing them to guard against each other, a delicate balance relationship can be formed. In the face of confrontation with religious forces further north, we can make some heavy firepower equipment to the family alliance, or make some concessions in terms of trade terms. In short, as long as the situation in the north remains stable, the "Holy Blood Angel" legion can draw most of the military forces to go south and cooperate with the "Extreme Warriors" legion to launch an attack together."

"I agree with Mayor Blanche's opinion"

The fat Gliffitz pinched his slick fingers, rushed to Blanche, who was sitting diagonally opposite, and nodded, saying: "Our financial system has become more complete. The war against the Southern Empire will help the consumption and circulation of excess resources within the territory. Except for iron ore and oil, we can currently be self-sufficient in most strategic resources. The output of ammunition and weapons and equipment can fully meet the needs of the army. If the front line continues to advance south, there may be problems in logistics supply and transportation. If possible, I suggest that it is best to establish a new ammunition production line in San Loca. Of course, the best way to solve the problem is to kill the damn imperial emperor in the shortest time."

"However, we do not have enough management staff on the digestion problem of the newly occupied area."

Elena, who was sitting next to Gliffiz, shook her head: "The candidates who have obtained identity recognition have entered the crash course for training. Together with the preparatory students who graduated in the previous few periods, we have a total of 597 reserve officials available. The territory of the Black Prison Empire is very large, and the population in the territory is as high as tens of millions. It is impossible for us to manage all regions in a unified manner. If we continue to use the local old policy, it will be difficult to integrate various resources, including manpower, within the specified time, let alone use them."

“This is not a problem.”

A sharp look flashed through Lin Xiang's eyes: "The Black Prison Empire has no civilians, and all of them are slaves under its rule. They only know how to obey. If they resist... then cut off the heads of these guys and hang them on the top of the city wall as decoration."

"Killing, it's impossible to solve all problems."

Elena said worriedly: "We urgently need a large population to supplement the occupied areas. If..."

"This situation you are worried about cannot become a reality"

Lin Xiang waved his hand heavily: "They are all slaves. You have never had contact with the empire and do not understand the completely enslaved social structure. Apart from hunger, the only thing they fear is death. One hundred, thousands, tens of thousands, unwilling to accept rule or resistance. The most direct and effective method is to kill them all. Even if the heads of nine million people are cut off, as long as the remaining one million expresses willingness to surrender, we can get a population supplement equivalent to about 40% of the current territory. For Longteng District, it is enough."

No one raised any objections.

The facts are clear enough. Compared with the troubles and troubles that civilian officials must draw materials from the territory and ensure that the daily life and resource output of the people in the territory are not affected. The faces of major military commanders including Wang Biao and Yang Hua show excitement and expectations before the upcoming war.

"Announce two more things"

Looking around the participants sitting around, Lin Xiang's words were full of unquestionable majesty: "Zhou Hao, Vice President of the Claws, will form a "White Brand" Legion from now on. Legion members can choose from the army under their jurisdiction and mercenaries who have passed the identity review. In addition, in the eastern coastal areas, the "Saurus" Legion is formed on the spot with the Cang Cinema Guard as the core, with Bernie as the head and Quincy as the deputy. Among them, two new corpses, "White Brand" mainly focuses on infiltration and combat behind enemy lines, and does all its strength.

Incite resistance within the Black Prison Empire, cut off logistics supplies, and weaken the combat effectiveness of the Emperor** by selling "Jet" in large quantities. After the establishment of the "Saurus" Legion, it headed south along the coastal highway network and occupied all livable light radiation water source areas. Suppress the offensive forces in this direction of the Black Prison Empire and reduce the pressure on the front main attack direction. The equipment, strengthening agents and materials required are issued by the Management Committee according to twice the constant. The specific personnel arrangements for important military positions will be designated by me later."

Then, he pushed his chair away and stood up, paced back and forth on the open space next to the long strip table, slowly walked to the nearest floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the gloomy sky in the distance, which might never change, and said word by word: "Survival is always obtained from blood and fire. No one is born to like killing, and we can only use the death of others to pave the way to survive under our feet. Although it is full of corpses and remains, and although we have to bear more sins, we have no choice. Think about our family, lovers, friends, and imagine the prosperity and cities we have worked hard to build. There is no order in this world, and laws and power can only be established based on the flesh and blood of others."
Chapter completed!