Apocalyptic War Machine: Raiding Billions in Warehouses from the Start

Haicheng, an abandoned building.

In the messy and abandoned room, No. 4 and No. 5 were sitting opposite each other.

Number 4 is sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, recuperating his mental strength.

Number 5, on the other hand, sat with his legs pressed against the wall.

All the panoramic skylights in the room have fallen off, and wind is constantly blowing in from the outside.

No. 5 hugged his legs, his hair was messy, and he looked confused.

"Why, why did you save me?" she asked tremblingly.

Number 4 closed his eyes and answered, "You are better than them."

"And with my mental power, I can only bring one person with me at most. Numbers 7 and 8 can only activate their powers if they are united together."

A cold but true answer that is irrefutable.

No. 5 was stunned for a moment before speaking again.

"Then they will"

"They won't live, I planted a seed in them."

"Before those people catch up with the wolf, they will die."

After Wu Hao heard this answer, a strange emotion surged in his heart.

If it had been before, she would never have felt this way.

Why? Why is it so strange today? Is it because the battle was lost?

"Then inside my body"

"The same goes for you, and the same goes for me inside myself."

"I implanted these seeds when they defeated those three third-generation species."

"Even if the mission fails, none of us can be captured alive." Number 4 said coldly.

After hearing what he said, No. 5's eyes suddenly dimmed.

She lowered her head and made random gestures on the ground with her hands.

"Why do they always talk together?" she asked suddenly.

No. 4 pondered for a long time and shook his head, "I don't know."

"How do they usually talk?"

"They should be the only pair who have to go on missions at the same time, right?"

"Wouldn't it cause any trouble if you talk at the same time?" No. 5 said to himself.

"No. 5? No. 5!" No. 4 opened his eyes and looked at her. "what are you saying?"

No. 5 slowly raised his head, his eyes already red.

"It's very strange. Don't you think it's strange? There are many strange things in this world, right?"

"Do the weak have to die? Why is it different in the world of imbecile people?"

"When I was killing those imbeciles, one after another there would always be people jumping out in front of those children."

"Why? Aren't they weak? Why should we protect them?"

"This is why imbecile people are eliminated! Marriage and family are just shackles of efficiency."

"Those are bad habits from the old days. Didn't you listen carefully when the doctor was in class?"

"I did very poorly in my studies." No. 5 smiled pitifully.

"We have no parents, and we don't even have memories of our childhood!"

No. 5 held his head and became a little hysterical.

"Your mood swings are a bit too high, No. 5." No. 4 looked at her coldly.

"Really?" No. 5 raised his head again, staring into No. 4's eyes.

"But I can't even shed tears, I can't even squeeze tears out of my eyes."

"No. 7 and No. 8 died. I want to cry for them." No. 5 said hoarsely, but with a standard smile on his face.

\\Sadness and tears are also a shackles to efficiency. Doctor No. 5 has already mentioned this in class\\

Baosteel Group.

The battlefield in Nuoda was filled with corpses of various alien species. Chen Baojun walked through the corpses in a daze.

His face was black, green, purple, and mixed with blood of various colors.

Finally, when he climbed over a hillside made of alien species, Chen Baojun saw the corpse in the distance.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and his whole body froze in place. At that moment, he suddenly wanted to turn around and leave.

When facing the beast tide composed of thousands of mutants, he never thought about leaving, but when facing such a corpse, he felt fear.

A fear that cannot be faced.

Could that corpse be that of my brother?

If he turned around and returned to the base now, would he see his brother still sitting on the chair in the center of the square?

Go check it out, what if it’s really not the case? What if it's really just a dream?

Chen Baojun stepped forward with difficulty, crossing the blood-stained battlefield.

Slowly, a familiar face came into his sight, that familiar face that showed no anger or dignity.

Chen Baoguo was lying on the ground, his eyes looking straight at the sky without any expression.

Uncontrollably, Chen Baojun trembled violently.

He controlled himself vigorously, but tears still kept pouring from his eyes.

He covered his mouth and tried his best not to cry loudly. He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of his brother.

Although I already knew the result, the unrealistic fantasy in my heart was shattered.

Boundless pain still poured into his heart like a tsunami.

"Ah————" Chen Baojun shouted.

He rushed forward like crazy and threw himself next to Chen Baoguo's body.

He stretched out his hands and grabbed the rose that was parasitic on Chen Baoguo's chest.

The branches of thorns swayed, pricking his arms and digging into his skin.

But he didn't care, no pain could compare to the pain in his heart.

After some desperate pulling, Chen Baojun pulled out the rose by its roots.

The weird and twisted roots are constantly swinging at the bottom of the flower. It has lost its nourishment and wants to find the next host.

Its roots locked onto Chen Baojun, trying to pierce his arm.

Chen Baojun shouted angrily, threw it to the ground, and stepped on it hard with his foot.

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!" he shouted hysterically.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Baojun exhausted all his strength. Fall to your knees.

The roses under the feet had withered long ago after losing their flesh and blood and turned into ashes.

Chen Baojun slowly crawled back to Chen Baoguo, and finally burst into tears uncontrollably.