He Shiru laughed sarcastically.

"How is that possible? Humans are made of flesh and blood. If they could produce soldiers like this, they would have appeared long ago. This is definitely a trick played by China to suppress our morale and make us think that Chinese soldiers are far too powerful, so that we would want to retreat. This would be exactly what China wants."

It's not like he hadn't seen what Chinese soldiers were like a few days ago.

Now he won’t believe it no matter how powerful you are.

Zong Weila raised his eyes and asked He Shiru, "You are surrounding and suppressing those 1,000 Chinese soldiers. Haven't you seen anything happen?"

He Shiru had asked this a long time ago.

He shook his head.

"The soldiers said it was just a normal fight. The Chinese soldiers' uniforms were covered in blood, soaking through. But not only did they not fall down when the bullets hit them, they actually grew stronger and stronger."

Zong Weila frowned after listening to this.

I feel it's very weird.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't those countries want the melon formula?"

"And the superpowers."

"If the Chinese soldiers are still so powerful in the next wave of battles, we will ask them for assistance and tell them that as long as they are willing to help us, we are willing to share all the prescriptions."

He Shiru quit immediately.

He spent so much time and effort doing so many things, just for those prescriptions.

Zong Wei La glared at him.

"Now the dead are our people, and the things will eventually belong to others. Why can't we turn it around and let others fight and we take the things?"

He Shiru's eyes lit up.

In an instant, the sky darkened again.

"Those big powers in Country M aren't going to suffer losses. Maybe they're willing?"

Zong Weila smiled sinisterly.

"We will receive the prescription when the time comes. Can they still ask China for it? When the thing is in our hands, we will have a way to deal with it as we wish."

He and his three companions thought this was feasible.

"Then do as you say. We will listen to you in everything."

Zong Weila waved his hand and said, "Inform the others. Start laying mines two hundred meters from the border. Since bullets can't kill them, use powerful mines and then lure the Chinese soldiers over. I want to see if they can't be killed even by bombs."

He and the others looked at each other and smiled.

His eyes were filled with malice.

"We'll arrange a row of tanks to greet the Chinese soldiers. I don't believe in the idea of invincible soldiers. It's all just a conspiracy."

"We can also deploy a few more rows of mortars. It won't just waste weapons, but we need to figure out what's going on with that invincible Chinese soldier."

The person in charge of Country P suggested.

Several people smiled sinisterly again.

The two countries have their own arrangements.

Less than an hour after one battle ended, another one is about to begin.

When the Chinese soldiers received the instructions from above, they cheered.

They had just tried it and found that they were truly invulnerable.

We should take advantage of the miracle now, kill the enemy on the opposite side and annihilate them all.

They now have 180,000 people. If each of them kills seven, they can kill more than one million people.

Firing seven shots wouldn't be a big deal.

If the leader hadn't said to attack at 9 o'clock sharp, they would have rushed out right now.

Fuck you,

They are so courageous that they actually harmed the people living on the border. I heard that more than 200 people were captured in the enemy camp.

At 8:55, the Chinese soldiers were ready to fire and arrived at the trenches on the border in advance to prepare.

On the tower, Song Yu looked at the enemy's weapons deployment and immediately ordered his deputy general: "Notify the subordinates that there are mines, mortars and tanks 200 meters away from the border. Tell the soldiers to pay attention."