The Earth Conquers All Worlds

"Zizi...Zizi...The Hedong Group Army won a complete victory three days ago, killing 20,000 barbarians. This is another great victory for our army. It's..."

"...If we keep working hard, victory will surely belong to us, to the people, and to all human beings."

There was a burst of sound from the huge yellow broadcasting speaker, even in the most difficult time, it never stopped, bringing some vitality back to the faces of the people passing by.

After ten years of arduous exploration, electricity barely reappeared in the human world, but there are still many technical problems that have not been overcome, and there are problems in production.

chug chug~

A tractor emitting black smoke drove past the cracked asphalt road, attracting envious looks from the passers-by who were curled up in their clothes.

Some middle-aged people in their thirties became dazed.

Ten years ago, when they were boys, their family had a car that was much more expensive than this tractor.

And it can be driven anywhere. Unlike this tractor, which has a diesel ration, it cannot be used for anything other than food production.

Thinking about it now, it seems like it happened more than a hundred years ago, and the teenage dolls in the family are like people of two generations.

"Damn barbarians! Damn gods!"

Someone thought of the past and couldn't help scolding and resenting, which immediately aroused the sympathy of the people around them, and the face that had become numb after repeating the assembly line work for more than twelve hours a day in the factory finally showed some light.

However, some people became very awed when they heard the word god, and they dared not say more, for fear of causing disaster.

woo woo woo~

"Emergency call! Emergency call!

A space passage appeared in the east of the city, and the storm barbarians invaded, and the surrounding people immediately evacuated to avoid it. When the army arrived, the militia immediately found a bunker to resist on the spot. "

"The garrison is coming, please don't panic, retreat behind the army in an orderly manner, don't block..."

Accompanied by the sharp sirens, the crowd on the street immediately became terrified, frantically fleeing to the surrounding houses, walls, and air-raid shelters dug over the years.

Thanks to Yu Yu's many experiences over the years and the painful lessons learned from the death of hundreds of thousands of people, although the people's footsteps were chaotic, order was barely maintained, and no large-scale stampede occurred.

"I'm a Reserve Private!"

"Reserve Sergeant!"

"I... I am a reserve lieutenant!"

People around with AK submachine guns, 94 submachine guns, and even simple shotguns yelled at the people around them.

Most people's eyes quickly locked on an immature girl with a ball head and her trembling body in the crowd.

"Grass! Student reserve! Do you remember your training?"

The people around saw some cursing.

Due to the inertia of the system, most of the grassroots officers in the reserve are awarded to college students who graduated from higher-level universities.

And they don't say whether they have experience or not, it's just a name.

After all, no one expected that such a civil war would break out.

This is also the best solution out of helplessness. When it comes to combat experience, there are not many people in the whole society. The young college students are relatively strong in learning ability, and their discipline is relatively good, right?

But in this day and age, since this trembling girl has the rank of reserve second lieutenant, it means that she has at least received basic officer education, and those who have passed the exam enjoy a small amount of food allowance on weekdays.

This is better than ordinary civilians who have never received relevant education and have no combat experience.

The ball-headed girl bit her lip, forced her trembling body down, and barely recalled the teachings of the instructors in the university.

"Sergeant...Sergeant, lead the four people around you to climb up to the second floor, and watch out for barbarians that may appear on both sides of the street."

"yes!"

The dark man in blue overalls reluctantly saluted, and led the people around him towards the seven-story building next to the street.

Trembling thighs are making their walk a little unsteady.

Although they have scolded girls, they are also civilians without any experience. It's better that she has at least received relevant education.

As long as there is an active duty, or retired non-commissioned officer, or even a veteran, the command power does not belong to the girl at all.

"You...you go to the corridor on the left."

"The three of you guard that corner."

Slowly, the ball-headed girl breathed a little more steadily, and one by one assigned the twenty or so soldiers around who had only received basic shooting training to the firepower points taught by the instructor.

It is guaranteed that the barbarians can launch the biggest attack immediately no matter where they come from the north or south of this street.

She also took off the rifle behind her and took a few female soldiers to hide behind the wall of the room on the first floor, holding her breath.

The owner of the room hid in the deepest part of the house as early as the warning was issued, and the room was tightly closed.

"ah!"

It didn't take long, accompanied by dense gunshots, the jingling of bullets hitting metal, and a series of screams, which made the girl's face turn pale, and her hands that had stabilized trembled again.

"Kill! Kill these heretics!"

"For the God of Storms!"

A group of more than 30 people with strange swirl-shaped totems carved on their faces came here amidst the weird voice that the girl with the ball head couldn't understand. They killed everyone they saw along the way, bringing countless corpse fragments and blood along the way.

Except for the big guy at the head, all of them were just wearing black robes that covered their whole body, and they held long knives in their hands. The key was that they were extremely fast and their positions were extremely scattered.

Even if the twenty or so militiamen with poor marksmanship and lack of training concentrated fire, they only killed one person and injured a few others.

"Kill! Kill him!"

More people aimed their rifles at the headed black armored man in a frenzy, but he easily dodged them.

Occasionally, because the barrage was too dense, he received two or three rifle bullets, but nothing happened except the jingling sound, which was blocked by his armor and the black and blue aura emerging from his body surface.

"Warrior level barbarian!"

The ball-headed girl exclaimed, her face was full of despair, and the last hope of survival was completely shattered.

According to the textbook, a warrior-level barbarian is enough to defend against the existence of twenty rifle bullets fired at the same time within three seconds.

In the absence of heavy machine guns and anti-material weapons, a row of professional soldiers with rifles must be besieged to kill.

This must also be an open area, and the fire must be concentrated, otherwise it will not be hit at all.

The gunshots stopped soon after thirty or so ghostly black-robed barbarians killed them, and the firepower network arranged by the girl did not have any effect at all.

boom!

The girl with the ball head was holding on to the gate and it exploded. Countless pieces of wood sputtered backwards, piercing the two nearby female militiamen into a blood gourd.

da da da ~

The submachine gun in her hand fired, tearing the two trainee warriors who came in first into pieces, blocking the attack of the people behind.

The surrounding companions also pointed their guns at the windows and fired again and again, killing and injuring the barbarians who wanted to break the windows.

"grown ups!"

The barbarians charging behind had to pause temporarily to delay their attack.

The ball-headed girl's heart sank, her expression extremely desperate.

The exuberant fire of life can be felt even through the thick walls, as well as the clang of swords being drawn. The thickness of the walls was forty or fifty centimeters, and the walls made of bricks and stones shattered.

An S-shaped black sword light cut towards the neck of the ball-headed girl.

The submachine gun in her hand fired one after another, and most of them were dodged. Only one or two jingles could be heard, which slightly weakened the black and blue aura on his body, which was of no use.