Chapter 320: No matter how others hold people accountable, I always believe that the so-called moral commanding heights will always be under my feet.

Unlike the nearly completely enclosed base structure of the Huaxia base, the EPU base is a group of tents that build wires on the periphery. It looks as simple as a refugee camp, but on the map around MRS, the area of ​​this red dot is particularly large.

Perception domain scanning, the base is not crowded. In such a large tent, only more than a thousand EPU soldiers and logistics service personnel gathered, and they did not have a particularly strong and outstanding presence.

Perhaps the real master has already received the news in advance? After all, after being massacred by me at the Huaxia base for more than a hundred times, I personally know that I want to take revenge.

The essence has gone, and the rest is just the dross. Not to mention me, I have gathered three or four large wanderers to organize, and this base may not be able to support it.

But it doesn't matter. I'm not picky about food anyway. Although there are only a few more than a thousand people, I'm still from EPU, which meets my calculation requirements for 10,000 people. Moreover, I always feel this way.

Compared to killing those elite warriors who are fearless... it seems that the massacre of ordinary people can arouse a greater reaction from the opponent. Now, I am afraid that EPU's reaction will not be big enough.

I really want to see their big waves~

While I was thinking about it, I had already walked to the main entrance of the base. Two EPU soldiers holding rifles guarded in front of the wire. Seeing me walking over swayingly, the two exchanged glances with each other and immediately raised their guns to shoot.

...I actually forgot that this is the battlefield of Inzhu, and I never knew what kind of politeness is outside the door.

The bullet hit my forehead, and a series of sparks were broken, so naturally it was still not broken. When the two soldiers saw it, their faces changed and they were about to pull the sirens behind them. Of course, I couldn't let them do what they wanted. Two tentacles stretched out, wrapped around their waists, and once they contracted, they directly divided the two into four sections.

Then, I walked to the main entrance and pressed hard on the alarm button.

Tsk, how can you let two fish deprive me of my pleasure?

The harsh sirens played over the base with a trembling melody. The soldiers at the base followed the rhythm and began to run quickly. Teams of fully armed soldiers ran out of the tent, gathered at the entrance under the command of the commander, preparing to fight. At the same time, non-combatants retreated to the underground shelter, and all movements were smooth and smooth. This ability to adapt to the situation was first-class even on the Inzhu battlefield. It seemed that I had underestimated them before.

The red dots around mrs are not marked randomly.

But it's the same anyway. I'll deal with the matter here as soon as possible and go there.

Dada dada...

The soldiers who are now invaders have begun to lock in their targets and pour out fire. The standard rifle they hold can shoot thousands of ammunition in one minute. The dense metal warheads hit me, and the jingle sounds like a rainstorm.

Unfortunately, the 10,000 attacks that do not break the defense are superimposed, but still do not break the defense. If the number can determine everything, a high-speed rail man is enough to kill Sakurajima's proud animation industry in seconds, right?

Facing the soldiers who picked up rifles and fired wildly, I walked into the base with great strides, extending tens of millions of tentacles, sometimes extending, sometimes shrinking, or turning into a spear, piercing the solid bunker and the soldiers behind me, or entangling the heavy vehicles in the base, pressing against the boulders in the tent, and throwing them around.

Huge stones were flying in the base like raindrops. No matter how well-equipped soldiers were hit by stones, they were dead. However, more people died under the direct piercing attack of tentacles.

I now like this kind of attack method more and more. Instead of hitting a heavy punch, smashing the opponent into powder, penetrating the tentacles through and shattering it from the inside, it seems more beautiful and more in line with the definition of a pure man.

The combatants in the base were quickly wiped out by me. Whether it was escape or fighting, there was no possibility of being spared within the attack area of ​​the tentacle demon.

The only regret is that there are no mutants at the base, only a few squad leader-level figures, with simple superpowers, and are they better than nothing. Is it a truly valuable goal...

I turned my eyes to the entrance of the shelter.

Just now, while the soldiers were dealing with me, a large number of non-combatants entered the shelter. This kind of underground facility must have a large number of passages to other places, but time is limited, so they should not have time to disperse.

He kicked open the door, and the thick metal blocks, along with the part stuck in the concrete wall, flew out horizontally, smashing the two soldiers hiding behind the door into meat paste. Then, after turning over an exterior wall, I saw the full picture of the shelter.

Without imagining the authenticity of all kinds, the shelter only has a wide hall, and on the side is a warehouse with a large amount of supplies, where hundreds of non-combatants gather, like devout believers waiting for the arrival of Judgment Day.

I said, no one of you is considering building a few survival channels here or something? Otherwise, you might be able to escape a few now.

silence.

The budget has been greedy? The construction team has been lazy? Or do you think EPU's signature is shining brightly and is enough to deal with all situations, so you don't need the so-called road to survival at all?

Still silent.

Forget it, it seems that you don’t like me, so I’m too lazy to talk nonsense. Anyway, you are going to die, aren’t you?

Speaking of this, someone finally stood up. It was a white warehouse manager. His uniform and age spots on his face symbolized that he could definitely belong to the most harmless group of people in this base full of guns and ammunition.

So, what do you want to say?

"The people who take refuge here are non-combatants, and you can't attack us."

Well, I think so too. What a despicable and shameless thing to attack innocent people? Anyone who does this should be punished for death. Do you agree?

The old-spotted man was stunned for a while and nodded in a daze.

Then, his head was penetrated by a tentacle, and the grayish-white brain burst out from behind the head shell, as if it was a coconut placed in the microwave.

So, everyone here, when your comrades or compatriots slaughtered at the Huaxia base, you have automatically removed the identity of non-combatants and become those who deserve to die. There is no way, one person can die ten thousand times, so the sin can only be passed from them to you~

The remaining handsome guys and beauties, say goodbye to this world~

Hundreds of tentacles pierced straight out

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After completely flattening the base, I felt a little refreshed and my mood index rose slightly. In this way, those EPUs were considered dead.

Next, as long as you follow the map of MRS Week, you can shovel over one red dot after another. Even if the big wave of SS on the opposite side has reached its peak and you will never show up, at least I can still get the achievement of killing ten thousand people and avenge the dead Chinese.

However, EPU's actions against China are so overwhelming and blatant, it will not even be a bloody wave ss, right?

Of course, if EPU is really frightened by my divine power and dare not come forward, it doesn’t matter. I’ll kill all the way. In addition to the In Zhu battlefield, there are also In Zhu locals. Ten thousand people are just the beginning. Let’s see you 100,000 again.

However, until I wiped the second and third red dots from the map one after another, I didn't encounter the ideal waves of my mind. The other party seemed to have decided that he could not be an enemy of me, so he simply let go of his hands and let me slaughter. I advanced all the way, but when I walked to the gate of the base, I only saw a group of ordinary soldiers who had no time to transfer all of them.

There is no one who is qualified to stop me from slaughtering.

Since EPU people are so generous, I don’t have to be polite. Please tell me if you are old, weak, women and children.

However, unlike cleaning the first base, my killing ability has been slightly reduced, so I set standards in my heart. If the standards are below, I can not kill them.

In ancient times, when the Hu people fought in all directions, they often massacred all the civilians who were above the wheel. Now, I follow the ancients, and no one who is above the wheel will be left behind.

But unlike the ancients, my wheel is a four-wheel drive car.

When I cleaned the fourth base, I finally met some bloody men. They were a group of EPU hunters, with a large number of twenty people. They were obviously not guards stationed in the base, but volunteers who came from other places to stop me. They were quite sluggish in cooperation with each other. They were not familiar with each other and were just temporary partners.

It’s a pity that these people are honorable and have insufficient strength. If their commander had such a slight sense of reason, they would not let them come to me to die. No matter how weak they are, they are not inferior to the hunter mutants of the Red Army, and they are valuable combat power on the battlefield of Inzhu.

So, these hunters came to me on their own initiative, which made me feel like I was filled with happiness like I had picked up a magical weapon in the novice village, and I was filled with endless fighting spirit.

The effect of the massacre was even better than I thought. Although the big *oss couldn't shrink their eggs, the people below could no longer wait and even took their own initiative.

It is difficult for the top and the bottom to work together, which is a sign of the collapse of morale. As long as I keep it, there may be greater surprises.

After piercing all the more than 20 hunters with tentacle tubes, I cut a large number of wooden stakes in the woods, and then stripped the bodies naked, like skewers, two in strings, three in strings, wrapped around them with tentacles, waving them like banners in the air, showing off their power.

The blood from the corpse was splashing around like rose petals, and my mood index also rose one after another, and I was almost dancing.

Haha, I feel like I'm just shiny now.

However, before I could play enough, a cold voice rang in front of me.

"Your Excellency, don't you think it's too inhumane?"
Chapter completed!