Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1703: Chapter 895: End of the Battle (Part 3)

Are you afraid of giants with tactics? Damn, I’ve never seen such giants before!

This time, the giants didn’t run away at the sight of howitzers like they used to; instead, they continued to advance rapidly.

Those elites, accustomed to past battle modes, were momentarily at a loss!

Fortunately, elites are elites; they quickly adjusted their thinking, retreated slightly, and prepared to flank from both sides, directly cutting off the giants’ long formation.

However, just as they managed to pull back a bit, the giant tree javelins came at them from behind.

Not only that, before they could execute their encirclement, they themselves were encircled!

From the flanks, more than twenty Exorcist King Kongs with three heads and six arms, Flying Goddesses draped in red silk, Uncle Li Dong in an exercise suit, and Qing Chen picking his nose suddenly charged out.

These more than twenty A-Class experts were incredibly fierce.

Others might at least weigh pros and cons in battle, or withdraw a bit when seeing danger.

They weren’t like that; they went wherever it was most dangerous, and if they died, they just died.

A war can be protracted; fighting for a whole day can be quite normal.

This battle was also prolonged, constantly seesawing, while those more than twenty A-Class experts appeared every hour, killing one batch after another, endlessly.

This was the most despairing thing.

Additionally, on the other side, there was a Zard hiding underground, with that Little Sapling moving like a shark fin, pulling officers underground from time to time, never to be seen again.

Clearly on land, yet creating the tension of floating on the Forbidden Sea.

Finally, in the fourth hour, the first division’s elites began to collapse, wanting to flee the battlefield.

However, the military police started shooting deserters from behind, viciously forcing the soldiers to return to fight the giants.

The Roosevelt Kingdom hadn’t invaded the Taboo Forest just once or twice over the years; the military police always played the role of military governors in the back, a role they knew well.

The soldiers were in a dilemma, with military police in front and giants behind.

The military police shouted angrily in the communication channel: ”Do you know the fate of deserters? Your children, wives, and parents will all become slaves! What are you afraid of? We still have the main battle tanks!”

The soldiers despaired. They turned to duel the giants, knowing even if they couldn’t survive, they couldn’t drag down their parents, wives, and children!

At this moment, nuclear-powered main battle tanks arrived at the battlefield, and the soldiers charged back with the tanks,

but Zheng Yuandong’s appearance dashed their last hope as a meteor wrapped in enormous flames descended from the sky with a boom, covering the entire main battle tank position with bursting flames.

Even the military police were scared now and began to flee.

Watching this scene, Da Yu coldly commanded from behind the crowd: ”Pursue and kill, giants charge. War aims to kill as much enemy combat power as possible, or else, if regrouped by the Roosevelt Kingdom, they’ll become a threat again! Leave none alive, kill them all!”

This battle had lasted a full 10 hours from the beginning of the crossing, finally reaching its conclusion.

In the woods, Qing Chen slowly opened his eyes. He wanted to get up, but Qing Ji held him down: ”Lie down, you must rest now. The body is the foundation for a cultivator. Despite the importance of desperation and fervor, methods matter too.”

Qing Chen reluctantly lay down, touching his ribs: ”Are they set right... Wait, I thought I broke only three ribs, why are there five now?”

Qing Ji glanced at him sidelong: ”Some of your ribs had broken before, but you certainly didn’t rest and set them properly at the time, letting them heal incorrectly. Don’t think it’s nothing; the chest and abdomen are the foundation of human strength, and misaligned, broken ribs affect your strength. So, I broke the ones that didn’t heal well for them to realign.”

Qing Chen: ”... Well done, don’t do it again next time.”

At this moment, he turned to look at He Jinqiu’s corpse, who lay there quietly as if the world’s clamor had nothing to do with him.

Finally, I can take Boss He home.

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There’s another Chapter at midnight.