This is an uncovered truth.

Perhaps Gabriel didn't know these things before, but when he wanted to know them, such things could be drawn out at any time.

"Not bad." The God of Killing nodded and said to Ge Zhen: "Mr. What I said is completely correct. I still miss the battle back then... Wait for action, don't you want to finish the story of that year?"

Seeing Ge Zhen going to take action, the God of Killing was extremely calm and waved his hand casually.

This is a story that was covered with dust. In this story, the entire army of soldiers was wiped out, and in the end only Ge Xianyi returned alive.

Ge Zhen did not take action, and stood there waiting for the killing god to continue talking, because this was something his father would never want to mention to him.

"It is not easy to ambush the Soldiers' troops, or they can be described as difficult." The God of Kill continued: "At that time, two reorganized divisions had already been involved in the war. Only under the restraint of the two reorganized divisions did we succeed. It has to be said that every member of the Soldiers' troops is a worthy and respectful opponent..."

"Why ambush troops?" Ge Zhen asked staring at the God of Killing.

"It's very simple. The Soldiers' troops have already posed a threat to the West. If they allow it to continue to grow, it will be a nightmare for the West. So although the Soldiers' troops have not fought too much with the West, it is inevitable to destroy them." The God of Killing sighed: "It's a pity that dozens of war gods exist, it's a pity, it's a pity..."

The only reason to destroy the troops is to determine that they are extremely threatening, and this threat is devastating.

This is also the reason why so many countries participated in the ambush. They absolutely do not allow the waking lion to have such a force.

"Your country has many powerful troops, such as the Lion Dance Unit." The God of Killing continued: "But the Lion Dance Unit is not as shocking as the Soldier Unit."

The lion-drawing unit is a special-A unit, the most powerful special soldier hematopoietic machine, which is extremely powerful.

But in the eyes of Westerners, it is still not as impactful as the soldiers' troops.

If the Special A unit is a behemoth, then the Soldiers are a sword that is always fighting; if the Special A unit is a group of heavy armor infantry, then the Soldiers are a violent cavalry like a hurricane.

"It's just that your soldiers are too strong in love. Many people die to protect you, otherwise they will have to fight for both sides." The God of Killing sighed: "When I saw this situation happening, I suddenly didn't fear you soldiers anymore, because as long as people have feelings, they are no longer impeccable."

While feeling moved, the eyes of the God of Killing showed disdain.

In his perception, as a soldier unit, there is no need for emotion, because this unit is specialized in killing.

What happens when the killing machine has feelings? It will surely perish.

"You're right, I'm very guilty." Ge Zhen's eyes showed pain.

To be honest, this is a hurdle that he has never been able to overcome. So many uncles and uncles died one after another in order to save him, and this kind of guilt cannot be expressed in words.

Ge Zhen would rather be killed by himself, just like when Huo Yingyang had an accident before, he wanted to throw his son to death.

To exchange the best soldier for a baby? One soldier will lose money, let alone many soldiers.

"In order to save you, one of them was instantly smashed into pieces by a heavy machine gun with a caliber of 12.7 mm. You should be able to think of that kind of scene. A lively person exploded in an instant. The blood did not flow, but appeared in the sky after it exploded, with torn muscles and bones mixed in it..."

Ge Zhen gritted his teeth tightly, of course he could think of what a miserable scene it was.

"There is another rock that blocked the howitzer exploded when it exploded in order to save you. Countless stones flew towards his face, and instantly smashed the whole face. Half of the tendons were hanging on his chest with their eyes pulled and the bones in their bodies were shattered and shattered. When they fell down, they were like rotten flesh sank down..."

"Stop talking!"

Ge Zhen let out a low growl, his mind full of those scenes. He knelt on one knee on the ground with some uncontrollably gasping for breath.

However, the God of Killing continued to say that he would tell the tragic situation of every soldier's death back then, and it seemed to have happened in front of him.

"Shut up!" Gabriel shouted.

"Sir, I'm just talking about the facts." The God of Killing smiled and said, "In fact, the scene is ten or a hundred times more cruel than what is said. The soldier is the soldier I respect the most in my life. It is said that I am the king of that era, but in fact... the soldier is the real king of that era."

"I'll shut you up!" Gabriel scolded again.

The God of Killing looked at Ge Zhen who was kneeling on one knee, and finally closed his mouth and nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, Gabriel had already seen what the God of Killing was going to do. He wanted to destroy Ge Zhen's psychology and make him vulnerable.

This is a terrifying guy, and it is not without reason to be called the God of Killing.

He can analyze his opponent's weaknesses in the shortest time, first psychologically defeat or irritate his opponent, and thus enter the trap he designed.

After all, as long as you are a human, you have emotions.

It doesn't matter what Ge Zhen owes anyone in his life, but it is absolutely impossible to forget what he owes those uncles and uncles of soldiers.

It is precisely because of this that he has gone crazy to the present step by step and become a desperate person, in order to carry the burden of the uprising and be recognized by the elders lying in the cemetery.

How much to do to get recognition? I don’t know.

Ge Zhen only knew that he had to do more, or that no matter how much he did, he could not repay this kind of rebirth.

"Brother." Gabriel helped Ge Zhen.

"I'm fine." Ge Zhen took a deep breath, stood up with difficulty, shook it, and smiled.

This smile is a tragic smile, and the body is shaking because it has really suffered a psychological blow.

"You are right, soldiers are too strong in emotions..." Ge Zhen made a dry voice.

"So you are destined to die." said the God of Killing.

"But you ignored a little bit-"

Suddenly, Ge Zhen's body's abusive aura burst out, with red light flashing in his pupils, and his face covered with scars trembled violently.

"Revenge is also a kind of emotion!!!"

The roar rolled up wildly, and Ge Zhen rushed towards the God of Killing.

At this moment, the God of Killing's face changed, and a look of regret appeared in his eyes: "Oh... what should come will come eventually... The little baby has become the most powerful soldier..."

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang..."

"Click!Click!Click!..."

The sound of heavy blows and the sound of bone breakage come one after another, and the God of Killing did not fight back because this counterattack was of no use at all.

He is old, but Ge Zhen is at his peak.

In a short period of time, all the bones on the body of the God of Kill were shattered, turning into a ball of flesh and blood stained with yellow sand.
Chapter completed!