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Number six picked up a sniper rifle from the bottom of his feet, pointed it at a fleeing soldier, and said with a smile

"Don't you still have so much ammunition that I sold you that is useless? Anyway, if you are idle, you are idle. You have bought everything. Don't you plan to use it?"

He put his finger on the trigger, blinked, and squeezed lightly.

bump!

The warlord guarding Carhart put down the pistol that was still smoking with a grim expression on his face. After opening a hole in the head of a deserter, he roared at the scattered soldiers around him.

"Give it to me, don't back up!!! Behind you is Carhart, your family, and whoever retreats will die!!!"

The warlord's warning played a very good role in boosting morale, or in other words, it finally managed to gather the broken army's spirit.

"As the Master drilled us, Mortar Squad, fire—"

Accompanied by the warlord's roar, the entire battlefield was suddenly filled with the sound of artillery fire one after another

The intertwined artillery fire exploded countless sparks on the charging group of beasts. These high explosives, which far surpassed the power of naval battle shells, left one after another terrifying and fatal wounds on the bodies of those beasts.

"Filling napalm bombs, white phosphorous bombs—whatever it is, throw it at me!!!"

The artillerymen were in a hurry to load the large-scale destructive shells at the muzzle, especially the artillery units above the city wall. The artillerymen piled up on the entire city wall blasted a beam of light with a line of fire in the sky.

The napalm bomb landed on the back of a ferocious beast and exploded. Countless splashes of napalm exploded in an instant. The high-temperature flames spread along the gasoline sticking to the body, instantly extinguishing a smelly barbeque. The smell spread throughout the battlefield.

The same is true for white phosphorous bombs. Under the penetrating white phosphorous scattered in all directions, the bodies of one after another fierce beasts were pierced and burned.

The front of Carhart City seemed to be a purgatory of flames mixed with shells, but this dense line of fire did indeed stop those beasts in front and kept annihilating them.

"Go to hell, monster!!!!"

The guard of the imperial city and his younger brother set up the MG42 on the trench, aimed at the group of hideous monsters, and slammed the trigger.

Sounds like chainsaws resounded one after another on the battlefield, and together with it was the fiery line of fire. Thousands of bullets hit and pierced the dense muscle tissue of those fierce beasts, leaving scars on their bodies. A wound like honeycomb.

As if a start had been made, the tearing sound of bullets spraying out of the muzzle of the gun on the battlefield sounded like a torrential rain. Countless bullets tore apart the monster in front of him, the enemy in front of him.

The Jerma clones who marched under the cover of the beasts were greeted with a completely saturated artillery strike, without tactics, without strategy, and only with crazy inclined firepower, smashing everything in front of them to pieces!

There aren't any sea powerhouses here, not even a supernova, but these ordinary people, who were neglected and despised in the past, have fired a terrifying firepower comparable to the Four Emperors.

Under the crazy firepower, Carhartt City, which was at full strength, almost leveled everything in front of it. This picture of modern warfare deeply shocked all the people on the other end of the projection phone bug.

"The world is changing, and the form of warfare is facing a huge change."

Number six spread out his hands, facing the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke and flesh, howling and exploding, he said loudly

"From swords, guns and halberds, from body skills to boxing techniques, and from domineering six styles, the war in this world is constantly changing, and only those who adapt to the war situation in the new era are eligible to carve up a piece of their own cake in the future world!"

"Guns, these things that were ignored by you in the past, are considered by you to be nothing more than useless formations piled up by cannon fodder and miscellaneous soldiers. From today onwards, they will become an important link in determining the future war situation!"

"Gentlemen, ladies! The era in which the strong decide the outcome of a war has passed, and the next era belongs to us, to the burning fire of war!!!"

Number six clenched his fists and roared loudly

"Look, that is the future of war! Billions of turrets, billions of red lotuses, mediocrity and incompetence can also threaten the protagonists of the sea. This is war, not a petty treasure hunt! This is war, enough to determine world hegemony war!"

Dressrosa Palace, Doflamingo clenched his fists with the fanatical firepower covering his eyes, and Baby5 moved his throat with difficulty, and then asked

"My lord, our weapon order—"

"Ten times more!" Doflamingo waved proudly

"How much he sells, how much we want!!!"

The five old stars are naturally also watching this 'war'. They glanced at each other and realized the changes in the war situation.

These new guns and artillery may not necessarily be able to threaten powerful men like the Four Emperors and Seven Martial Seas, but they can bring about earth-shaking changes in the army's war.

And if the firepower is enough, might it be impossible to kill those strong men at sea?

"Notify Bodordo, we have approved the land and factory construction permit he applied for, and we will increase the purchase of weapons he manufactured tenfold—no, tell Bodordo, his weapons factory will be changed to be exclusively for the Navy and the world The government, how much is there, how much do we want!"

The 'Gandhi' of the Five Old Stars can't wait to place a super order that may far exceed all Mufeng's income from the beginning to the present. They have decided to execute Fire Fist Ace, and Whitebeard will definitely come back to rob the prison. In this case Next, they must replace the navy with better and newer equipment!

"It's impossible to make it exclusively for us. His order is probably already scheduled for next year."

'Lincoln' of the Five Old Stars calmly analyzed

"The rats in the underground world have taken a fancy to these weapons and want to attack countries that are not part of the world government. It doesn't matter, but they have too many orders. I'm afraid of the capacity of the Anaheim company in Bordeaux. Can't keep up."

"Warning those guys, just withdraw the order!"

'Gandhi' said indifferently, anyway, in Wulaoxing's view, those so-called powerful dark emperors in the underground world are all rats.

"It depends on Bordeaux's attitude - but no matter what, we have to adjust our attitude towards him."

'Gorbachev' of the Five Old Stars concluded

Mu Feng also saw the performance on the battlefield, but unlike those shocking customers, he was very dissatisfied with this performance.

According to the standards of modern warfare, this firepower is at most the level of the Middle Eastern gangsters—the real firepower of modern warfare has only been smashed and burnt scorched earth within ten kilometers in front of it.

In fact, he also prepared a 'big' baby, a cloud bomb, but judging from the current situation, he probably has no chance to play.

"Hmph... stupid tactics."

Winsmoke Idge looked at the battlefield completely covered by firepower at the far end, and snorted softly, but the disdain and contempt that he used to disdain and pride couldn't be expressed this time.

This firepower is indeed terrifying enough, and their elite clone army didn't even have time to show their strength and combat literacy—after all, no matter how powerful these things are, they are meaningless under the firepower within the coverage area.

He himself was almost hit by a flying sniper bullet just now, and his cloak made of expensive memory wire was punched with a hole. If it hit his forehead, he would probably die directly.

"Give up these clones, let them go as many as possible-as for us, implement plan B."

Yiji looked at his two younger brothers and took out a black soda can from his waist

"Do you have to use this? I hate black." Niji complained, and took out the same black soda can

"Hey, I think we're the ones who hate the ones who are supposed to use this..."

Yuji smiled maliciously and opened the jar.

After a burst of light, the three people in place disappeared.

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ps: two in one big chapter, begging for tickets! !

Chapter 66 30. Germa's Beheading

"... Phew, my head hurts."

In the golden lion's empty island, in the luxurious palace that belonged exclusively to it, Mu Feng crawled out from the blooming buds of the spiritual subordinate machine, lay on the luxurious big bed beside him, closed his eyes and rubbed his head in pain.

Remotely controlling the praying hands is not an easy task. You need to disperse your mind in many directions, and at the same time, you need to precisely control at least two of them. This kind of wear and tear is a great torture to the spirit.

If it weren't for wearing Li Mingqing's suit to shield his cold mind from the negative effects of perceptual divergent thinking, with his own mental ability, it would be impossible to precisely control a praying hand.

But everything has advantages and disadvantages. Wearing Li Mingqing's suit and using the mental slave machine is tantamount to causing a double and harmful impact on his emotional spirit.

So twenty-four hours a day, he can only use the mental slave machine for no more than ten hours at most, and for the rest of the time, he has to rest hard, think hard about feelings, and awaken his sensibility.

"Unfair referees, beating workers, 996 blessings, housing prices that are not allowed to fall, dowry gifts saved for half a lifetime..."

He closed his eyes and thought about the emotional nodes that had caused him a lot of "sensibility". Although most of them were bad things with negative energy, there was no way. Compared with good things with positive emotions, it was easier to recall negative emotions.

Negative emotions are also emotions, and sensibility is neither good nor bad. Anger and excitement are just a thin line.

The more he thought about those irritating things, the more bad emotions he had pent up in his heart. At this moment, he really had the urge to just give up and quit.

But fortunately, he can still remember something good in his heart.

For example... that girl who is as quiet and cuddly as a puppet cat.

Maybe it is the so-called distance that creates beauty, but after not seeing this girl for a while, Mu Feng felt a lonely longing for her.

I like that girl's gentle character, her voice, and every gesture she makes. When you miss someone, everything about her becomes an advantage.

This feeling should be love.

In a broad sense, this is indeed the case. Boys and girls, young Muai, meet each other, and it is normal to have yearning and love for the opposite sex.

It's just that love is one thing and responsibility is another. Boyfriend and girlfriend also means taking part of the responsibility, but Mu Feng...he doesn't know if he can afford it.

He opened his eyes and looked at a bright light stone hanging on the golden-red dome as a lighting. The soft light emitted was like a tulle under the gentle moonlight, and he let out a long breath.

He should have made it clear, whether it was true or not, he would always give her an answer. It's just that if the answer is yes, he can't give a stable enough promise, and if the answer is no, he is a little bit reluctant.

It is human nature to be indecisive. People are like this. They always think that maybe if they continue, the situation will be better, there will be a turning point, and maybe there will be opportunities.

But—although he was indecisive, he had to make a decision. Mu Feng patted his face. After the One Piece evaluation world was over, no matter what the result was, he had to make a decision.

Hmm... Why did I think of these bad things again? Change your thinking, change your thinking.

"A home I can't go back to, parents and family who don't know what to do, damn commission, a cheating system..."

When I think of these things that have exploded with negative emotions, the more negative emotions permeate my heart.

"Hey, hey, don't just diss me if you have nothing to worry about." The system complained

"I didn't force you to take the commission, it's the company's decision."

Mu Feng ignored it, and he was used to having a voice that suddenly popped up in his head to talk and complain.

The Praying Hand No. 7 in the autonomous control mode came with today's dinner. This raw material was the extremely stiff movements of the praying hand of an old pirate, which was obviously the result of the decline in control accuracy after Mu Feng's mental ability declined.

The food delivered has been tasted by Qishou to ensure that it is absolutely non-toxic, and Mu Feng can always make it watertight for his own life.

After the silent eating, Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to continue meditating to recover, a huge pain suddenly hit him.

The painful brain became even more painful under this sharp pain for no reason. The temple part seemed to be pierced continuously by two sharp silver needles, and the pervasive pain made him almost cry out.

Not only that, his blood pressure also rose sharply at this time, his pulse beat faster and more frequently, and his heart beat as if someone was playing drums there!

"Damn it, it's up again..."

Mu Feng's lips were pale, and he bit his lower lip tightly. Scarlet blood oozed from his lips, and his veined palm beat the edge of the bed fiercely.

This is a withdrawal reaction.

In order to deal with Kaido, he injected a shot of gamma-glycine mental stability enhancement drug into his body. This mental enhancement drug specially designed for strengthening people brings extremely strong addiction.

That is more terrifyingly addictive than any other drug, because this drug directly acts on the neurons of the brain, and the dependence and addiction it brings are also increased several times!

A strong withdrawal reaction will make your life worse than death when you break the confession, and even make you die of pain during the strong withdrawal reaction.

Mu Feng's nails were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand, blood flowed from the wound on his palm, he tore off a piece of bed sheet tremblingly and stuffed it into his mouth, biting it tightly, the veins around his rounded pupils burst out!

bump! bump! bump!

One after another, the dull beating sound echoed in the resplendent and resplendent room, getting stronger and louder.

"Woo!!! Woo!!! Woo!!!"

Mu Feng, who was biting the cloth tightly, turned his eyes upwards, feeling as if he was in purgatory, all the cells in his body were whining, and the disordered brain nerves created terrifying illusions around him!

He saw those people who died under the weapons he sold, those unjust souls, he saw countless ferocious ghosts, dragging his legs to take him into hell.

His pupils were bloodshot, and he held on to his clear consciousness to avoid this terrible hallucination!

But the most difficult thing is not the terrible torture caused by the withdrawal reaction.

The most difficult thing is the shortcut to liberation.

As long as he puts on Li Mingqing's equipment now, his absolutely cold thinking will make him stay away from these terrifying illusions to the greatest extent, and even more straightforwardly, exchange for a shot of mental stability strengthening potion for a negligible price, and he will be able to relieve this immediately. a bad state.

But no, absolutely not.

Mu Feng is recovering from 'drugs' now, he must rely on his own willpower to overcome the addiction and withdrawal reactions brought about by the mental strengthening potion, and he will be considered safe and sound only if he survives on his own.

I don't know how long it has passed, the sound of beating the edge of the bed in the silent palace has gradually become stronger, and now it has weakened to an inaudible level.

Mu Feng spread his limbs like a dead fish and lay on his back on the bed with a large character. The leaflets under his body were almost completely soaked with sweat. Except for the sound of panting, he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers now.

"Thirty minutes and forty-eight seconds, this time the withdrawal reaction time is five minutes shorter than last time."

The system drilled out silently, and said softly with what might be congratulations

"Work hard, and you can get rid of this side effect after a few more times."

"But it's just treating the symptoms, not the root cause..." Mu Feng raised his arms to cover his face with difficulty, panting

"Even if I succeed in detoxifying drugs with willpower, the possibility of relapse will be greatly increased later, and...even if I completely quit this drug, my nerves will be irreversibly damaged."