Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Meng Chao was stunned.

"That's the Red Dragon Army?" he murmured.

"That's right, that's the Red Dragon Army."

Long Feijun's hands were tightly clutching his knees, and the veins on the back of his hands popped out.

He seemed to say calmly, "The original positioning of the Red Dragon Army was a cannon fodder army, a mob, and shrimp soldiers and crab generals who followed behind the peerless powerhouse.

"Our main duty is to perform the hard work, dirty work, and tiring work; simply repeating low-level fights will not make much progress in cultivation; maybe we won't meet the enemy for half a year, but once we meet the enemy, it will be overwhelming. The beast horde needs to use our lives to sound the alarm and buy precious time.

"So, what the transcendent from the Huanyu Group said in the cafeteria for thousands of people that day was absolutely correct.

"It was because he was right that he hit our sore spot, and it was precisely because he was poked at a sore spot that Mahon and the others were so angry."

"this……"

Meng Chao didn't know what to say.

"Originally, the patriarchs of the nine giants had a very perfect idea - with the Red Dragon Army, a cannon fodder unit, to carry out simple and repetitive low-level tasks, and when the surging beast horde appeared, use flesh and bones, Consuming the sharpness of the monster's claws, then, these peerless powerhouses and the elite troops they support can perform those tasks that, although not easy, have the highest 'profit margin', and go to 'take it from the army'. The head of the general', effortlessly kills the nightmare beasts, hell beasts and doomsday beasts, and harvests and monopolizes the most abundant resources from these super monsters."

Long Feijun continued, "No matter how heavy the casualties of the cannon fodder troops are, it doesn't matter, because the Red Dragon Army is under the direct command of the Survival Committee, and theoretically belongs to all Longcheng citizens, not the private armed forces of super enterprises.

"Then, the lives of disabled soldiers and the pensions of sacrificed soldiers naturally don't need super companies to be responsible, and the heavy financial pressure is all on the head of the Survival Committee.

"I have to admit that this plan is indeed very well conceived.

"It's like the transformation of a 'gang' into a 'corporation', throwing all the burdens to the survival committee, but taking all the benefits. It's as perfect.

"For the first ten years, the mechanism worked very 'well'.

"With the Red Dragon Army taking on all the hard work, dirty work, and tiring work, the transcendents of the nine giants can finally be freed from the simple and repetitive low-level fighting and the attrition war like a flesh and blood grinder, and focus on the more interesting, profitable higher rate tasks.

"I also have a lot of free time to explore the mysteries of the spiritual field, construct a new spiritual magnetic force field, and ponder more complex and powerful combat modes.

"The red dragon army used millions of tons of blood to help the strong consume the overwhelming beast tide, and used the torrent of steel and indiscriminate bombing to injure and stun the high-level monsters, so that the strong can easily kill them. These monsters harvest, occupy, and devour their flesh and blood.

"In this way, the powerhouses of the nine great families, the descendants of the peerless powerhouses, will naturally become stronger and stronger, and the status of the so-called 'cultivation family' will become more and more stable.

"The strong are getting stronger and stronger, which in turn highlights their importance and the rationale for controlling Dragon City—after all, although the Red Dragon Army shed blood and sweat and suffered heavy casualties, their combat effectiveness is not strong. Many battles come from the scene It is said that the fights are quite ugly. When encountering enemies above the 'hell level', it is unavoidable to call for support from the strong and even the peerless strong.

"At that time, a typical encounter often went like this—first, patrolling in the wilderness, it was for the Red Dragon Army who 'saw the grass and startled the snake', and 'got his wish' to startle the monsters dormant in the depths of the mist.

"Relying on hot weapons, bayonets, fists and teeth, the Red Dragon Army first fought the monsters to the death, drained each other's last drop of blood, and at the same time called for support from the rear.

"When the nightmare beasts, hell beasts, and even doomsday beasts from the monster side swaggered onto the stage, the Red Dragon Army, which had suffered heavy casualties and had run out of ammunition, finally couldn't hold on.

"Of course, our desperate counterattack also wiped out a large number of low-level arms of the monster civilization, and severely consumed the spiritual energy and 'blood bars' of high-level monsters.

"Seeing that our entire army is about to be annihilated, the strong men belonging to the nine super companies and the nine giants finally came belatedly, and appeared in front of us with the attitude of 'the heavenly soldiers descended from the sky, shining brightly', beheading Gao Super monsters, the final word for victory, harvested all resources and became our savior at the same time.

"The nine super companies all have their own public relations departments.

"The strong ones from wealthy families pay much attention to publicity.

"When I came out to practice and fight, most of them took their own teams and took a lot of photos and videos in real time.

"Thus, in the press releases that are sent back to Dragon City continuously, the powerhouses are the absolute protagonists doing their part.

"Zhuo stood in mid-air, surrounded by electric arcs, and was covered with a layer of golden armor by the sun. They looked like heavenly soldiers and generals, and they formed a sharp contrast with the blood-stained, dusty, ragged, and bruised Red Dragon Army. Compared.

"And the focus of the battle report is also, 'a certain strong man killed the beast of hell; a certain strong man severely injured and forced back the doomsday beast; He hesitated to interrupt the vital practice, and arrived in time at the critical moment to turn the tide', and so on.

"As for the bloody battle between the Red Dragon Army and the overwhelming beast horde in the dozens or even dozens of hours before the powerful men arrived, no one publicized it, and no one cared about it. After all, it was just 'cannon fodder versus cannon fodder' It's just a low-level contest.

"One side is cannon fodder, and the other side is the 'savior who turned the tide'. Whoever has more military exploits is more qualified to get strategic resources. If there is only one high-level monster and only one rare material can be harvested, who should it be? Isn't it fucking obvious!"

Long Feijun became excited.

Slapping out with one palm, left a palm print with deep bone visible on the nearby rock.

Meng Chao's pupils shrank, and he said, "Senior Brother Long, you're drunk."

"That's right, I'm drunk, just treat me as drunk, these are all drunken words, all nonsense."

Long Feijun's eyes were red, but his lips were frighteningly white, and his teeth left several rows of deep tooth marks. He patted Meng Chao's shoulder hard, and said hoarsely, "You don't know, Meng Chao, you are still too young, you have no idea how hard and difficult the Red Dragon Army was at that time.

"Not to mention anything else, let's just talk about the ten great expeditions. Millions of red dragon troops, millions of passionate young people, and millions of sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, husbands, and wives of Longcheng citizens were all killed. Sent to the primitive jungle where the mist is lingering, the miasma is pervasive, there is no road at all, the spiritual plants are growing wildly, and snakes, mice, rats and ants are dormant in the dark.

"Actually, judging from the strategic situation at the time, humans who haven't fully grasped psionic cultivation, rune technology, and genetic modulation have neither the ability nor the need to rashly launch such a large-scale expedition.

"Even people with no military knowledge can see that such an expedition will inevitably lead to heavy casualties.

"Since the monsters are constantly rushing towards us, we can completely defend the strong city, wait for work at leisure, while recovering vitality and accumulating technology, we can wait patiently for the fog to become thinner and the space and climate to become more and more stable.

"But those peerless powerhouses can't wait any longer.

"In order to break through the limit of life and pry into the mysteries beyond the realm of the gods, they can't wait to find the lair of high-level monsters, want to compete with more nightmare beasts, hell beasts, and doomsday beasts, and want to capture the monsters near the lair of high-level monsters." Tiancaidibao wants to accumulate more training resources and combat data to prepare for the next stage of evolution.

"They got their wish.

"In the ten great expeditions, those peerless powerhouses killed a large number of high-level monsters and accumulated a wealth of data and resources. Many heavenly realm powerhouses broke through to the god realm, and the seven-star god realm broke through to eight-star or even nine-star. Become an extremely strong existence comparable to the "Valkyrie".

"Their families and businesses have also reaped rich rewards through expeditions.

"However, the Red Dragon Army suffered millions of casualties, and countless of the most enthusiastic and outstanding young people turned into fragmented bones beyond the barren mountains and wild mountains.

"No, the Red Dragon Army is not afraid of sacrifice.

"If it is for Dragon City, for all the citizens, for our homeland and civilization, even if there is another hundred expeditions, even if the Red Dragon Army fights to the last drop of blood, we will have no regrets. Take death as home!

"I'm afraid—"

"Brother Long, you're drunk."

Meng Chao reminded for the second time.

He grabbed Long Feijun's trembling arm.

Long Feijun was slightly startled, wiped his face with cold rainwater, took a few deep breaths, and said with a smile: "Yes, I'm drunk, very drunk.

"Forget it, today is the day of victory, there is no need to keep talking about these unhappy things, talk about something happy!

"Originally, the Red Dragon Army was afraid that it would be a motley army for the rest of its life, and would never be the main force to defend Dragon City.

"However, unlike so many motley troops with weak combat capabilities throughout the ages, we have something that they will never have, which is crucial to an army.

"That is inheritance and glory, that is the military soul!

"The creator of the Red Dragon Army, the Black Iron Sword, is one of the very few survivors of the glorious army that was wiped out in order to protect the Dragon City.

"Although he was just an ordinary soldier in the past.

"However, glory, pride, responsibility and mission have long been transformed into inheritance, integrated into his blood and bone marrow, and branded into the chest of every soldier after the establishment of the Red Dragon Army.

"At the beginning of its establishment, the Red Dragon Army had nothing.

"There is no gorgeous nirvana, no profound spiritual power, no rune machinery and gene modulation technology, and there is a serious shortage of guns, ammunition and heavy ordnance from the old world.

"There is only one thing, deep in the chest of every Red Dragon soldier, burning blazingly and never going out.

"That's the spirit.

"Fortunately, the other world happens to be a world where spirit can influence and even determine matter.

"Hot brain waves are more powerful than sharp swords and howling bullets."