Judging from the current situation, the idea has become clearer and clearer.

What Lu Menglin has to do now is to lead the army of 30,000 people to make an unprecedented large airdrop, airdrop the troops into the red zone, then go deep into the enemy formation, find the evil god of Gu Pan, give him a mark, and then concentrate the firepower of all the floating warships to see if they can kill this guy directly.

As long as the ancient Pan evil god is killed, the space channel of the Dark race cannot be hidden. According to Mi Xiaochong's judgment, the space channel should be hidden somewhere in the huge body of the ancient Pan evil god.

By killing the evil god of Gu Pan, everyone can get the top sacrificial items. Not only can they light up the coordinates of the space and find their way home, but they may also make a fortune.

Since there is only one way to choose from, then you can only fight! Lu Menglin took a deep breath, waved his hand, and said, "The whole army was airborne!"

As soon as they finished speaking, four floating battleships belonging to the Sandstorm City Legion began to hover and descend at the same time. When they fell to a certain height, they could start airborne the entire army.

The cabin slowly opened, and 30,000 elite troops from the Sandstorm City Army were divided into four torrents, densely packed, and the flying flows went straight down and fell from the sky.

If the army of the six countries is lucky enough to see this scene, they will be amazed, because all the 30,000 elite soldiers are flying troops.

To be precise, they were wearing modified non-standard armor, all with flying capabilities. This expenditure alone was an unimaginable astronomical figure, an absolutely large-scale deal.

Although the Han Sandstorm City Legion of Ye South Korea only dispatched 30,000 people, these 30,000 elite soldiers, in terms of individual combat power, weapons and equipment, have a much greater comprehensive quality than the army of the six countries, and can almost do one to be ten.

Because Lu Menglin is well aware that the number of soldiers is not about the essence, 30,000 true elite soldiers are enough!

The entire legion was falling rapidly, and as the decline height became lower and lower, the built-in electronic instruments of the soldiers' armor were also affected to a certain extent.

Fortunately, they all equipped with combat assistance software developed by Lord Wu Hao himself. This software has an extremely powerful function, which is to resist red fog interference, which can make their armor still have a certain degree of function.

However, even so, most soldiers were still opening the plug-in umbrella bags behind them, and in the sky, they were like scattered flowers of the heavenly girl, blooming tens of thousands of bright umbrella flowers.

Lu Menglin and his powerful men did not need parachutes. They would land in advance, then gather the soldiers and gather together to fight.

Long Zhanye, Tu Shanming, and Huang Shaotian, the three of them were with Lu Menglin, and the four of them landed on the ground together.

Another group, Mi Xiaochong and Gao Dajin, also landed not far away under the protection of the grassroots gang.

As soon as Lu Menglin stepped into this battlefield, he immediately frowned, because he did not expect that the battle situation in the depths of the red zone would be even more tragic than he had imagined.

It has been eight hours since the last good news from the Six-Nation Alliance. In other words, eight hours ago, the Six-Nation Alliance in the Chaos Circle had been crushing into the red zone, killing the dark races to retreat step by step.

However, the battlefield in front of us is completely invisible that the Six-Nation Alliance has any advantage here.

There were dead everywhere, human warriors and corpses of the Dark race were entangled, in groups of three or five, and the scene was very tragic.

The human army has obviously lost the ability to strike from a long distance and is forced to fight with these dark monsters.

Fighting with one's own hands.

Although no corpses of the high-level dark race have been found on the battlefield so far, even those medium- and low-level dark races are not something ordinary human soldiers can deal with.

The corpses of human soldiers are far more than those of the Dark race. Looking around, thousands of corpses of human soldiers are left in this area.

It is conceivable how tragic the battle situation will be deeper in the red zone.

"Boss, it seems something is wrong! Too many people are dead!" Gao Dajin's intermittent voice came from Lu Menglin's communicator.

The red fog in this battlefield area is very rich, and even the signals of the modified individual armor built-in communicator were affected. Several people from the Gods felt extremely uncomfortable in such an environment.

"Get together the troops! Go closer to me! Can my coordinates be displayed?" Lu Menglin replied in the public channel.

According to the original plan, after the army landed in the red zone, it first assembled nearby, and then moved closer to the signal source where Lu Menglin was. He and Gao Dajin agreed that in this case, there was no need to divide the troops, and the army must be concentrated and the power of the group must be fully utilized.

Teams of Sandstorm City soldiers climbed up from the ground, gathered quickly, and then moved towards the location where Lord Wu Hao was.

In just half an hour, 30,000 people had gathered together, almost enough people.

Tu Shanming and Long Zhanye, Yu Sheng and Zhou Shen, each of them led a team to serve as scouts, advanced to the left and right sides of the front, and reconnaissance the army in advance.

After a while, all the scouts of both teams came back. Long Zhanye's face turned pale and said in a deep voice: "All dead! There are all dead people along the way! There are no living people."

Zhou Shen shook his head repeatedly, his face was extremely awkward, and said with a bitter face: "The situation on my side is similar, and I have no living habits. In this ghost fog, as long as I get hurt, the injured will die due to the rapid loss of vitality in less than a moment."

Who would have thought that the human army had millions of troops and fully armed attacked the red zone, and they were all smooth sailing a few days ago. On the seventh day, they ended up in such a miserable end.

For a moment, everyone looked at Lu Menglin and waited for the coach to make a decision.

Lu Menglin nodded and said in a deep voice: "I've come here! Everything is going according to the original plan!"

Everyone agreed, and although they were in danger, they were still full of morale because they believed in Lord Wu Hao and believed that he could lead the human race to win the final victory.

Thirty thousand men formed a formation and although they had the most advanced weapons and equipment, they could only use the most primitive marching method to cross this red zone by walking and reaching the deepest part of the red zone.

After continuing to advance for about ten kilometers, there were finally a shout of killing coming from ahead, which was the human army fighting with the Dark Race.

Long Zhanye and Tu Shanming immediately led a team of elite soldiers to rush over without saying a word. Rescue is second. The key is to find a living, so that you can know what happened in the red fog and where the millions of human troops went!

The fighting sounds in front of them suddenly became more intense. Two powerful generals, Long Zhanye and Tu Shanming, joined the battle group, quickly killed the Dark Race and rescued several human soldiers.

These human soldiers were taken to Lu Menglin. After careful identification, they found that they were not ordinary soldiers, but commanders of the six countries. You can see from the style of high-level armor they wore.

Here, all of them were wearing general-level armor. Although they were covered in blood, they still couldn't hide their quality.

If they hadn't all the combat assistance software designed by Lu Menglin was loaded in their armor, they would have been afraid that they would not have been able to hold on for so long and would not have been able to wait for reinforcements to arrive.

"Report your number and official position!" Gao Dajin tilted his head and looked at the scarred and exhausted guys in front of him, and asked.

One of the tallest officers looked at Gao Dajin, then looked at Lu Menglin, obviously recognizing the latter's identity, quickly clasped his fists and said, "I am Wei Yue, the general of the Northern Wei Kingdom, and I have met Marshal Wu Hao!"

"I am General Qi Hong of the Northern Wei Dynasty and have met Marshal Wu Hao."

"Liu Zihun of the Northern Wei Dynasty, I have seen the Marshal." Several people bowed their fists and saluted, with obvious panic on their faces.

Lu Menglin looked at the wrong expressions of these people and asked, "Where has the six-nation army reached now?"

Wei Yue quickly replied: "Report to the Marshal, the army of the six countries should be at a distance of two hundred kilometers northward and is fighting with aliens."

"Two hundred kilometers northward? Then why do you Northern Wei people appear here? Are you deserters?" Lu Menglin called out the identities of several people.

When these Northern Wei generals changed their faces sharply when they heard this, and some of them simply shivered with their calves.

"To be honest!" Lu Menglin shouted suddenly, full of power.

The Northern Wei generals were so scared that they all knelt on the ground.

"Master Wu Hao, please spare me! The army of the six countries is over! It's not our fault that we are deserters. The situation is really hopeless. We just want to survive." Wei Yue shouted loudly.

As soon as this said, the Sandstorm City Army present was shocked.

Millions of people from the Six-Nation Alliance entered the red zone, how could it be gone in just seven days? What exactly is ahead?

"There are too many monsters, and they can't be killed at all! Moreover, our equipment is greatly reduced in power, and many electronic devices are inexplicably broken."

"It would be fine if it was just that there were many monsters. We had already fought hard all the monsters all over the night, but when the sky was dawn, countless monsters were born from the end of the red fog, and they were obviously new forces, so our vanguard troops could not resist it."

"So Emperor Qin ordered a large number of masters to retaliate into the red fog, and to solve the source of those monsters! They recruited thousands of masters and flew into the air, hoping to cross the monsters on the ground from the air and hit the deepest part of the red fog."

Speaking of this, a look of fear suddenly appeared on Wei Yue's face.

"Then, those of us who were staying behind saw a giant palm stretching out from the red fog. You could never imagine how huge that palm was, even larger than the chariot position of the Iron Qin Kingdom. The giant palm was killed by just slapping and pinching."

"The whole army collapsed! That's not something that our human race can deal with! We only know how to escape, panic, and run desperately! And those monsters chased after us from behind and killed everyone they saw. Originally, there were hundreds of people in our team, but when we fled here, we were only a few of us left."

Wei Yue said, showing a look of lingering fear, obviously being scared by the giant arm stretched out from the red fog.
Chapter completed!