There's nothing we can do about it.

Li Changzhou, holding his guns in both hands, stood up and walked out of the shell crater.

The land was scorched earth, corpses littered the ground, and the smoke from the bombs was so thick it turned into fog.

The sky was covered in dust, the ground was covered in dust, the air was covered in dust, and even the corpses, weapons, and Li Changzhou himself were covered in a layer of mud.

"Are there any survivors?" A voice suddenly broke the silence.

Li Changzhou raised his gun.

"Wait, stop! I mean no harm!" A figure emerged from the mist.

[You have discovered the targets: 'King of the Black Mist', 'Lord']

[Should we initiate a challenge?]

No challenge was received.

"King of the Black Mist," the other party gestured for us not to act rashly, "we must survive first, for only by surviving can we have hope!"

Li Changzhou glanced at him twice.

This was a towering man with arms strong enough to make a baby run, inlaid with energy test tubes that, under the game's rules, maintained only at the lowest possible brightness.

"I hope so." Li Changzhou lowered the muzzle of his gun.

“My game name is ‘Ultimate Destroyer,’ just call me Destruction, Black King. What do we do next?” Destruction asked.

"Looking for someone."

"Looking for someone?" Destroyer asked curiously. "Aren't you afraid other players will challenge you?"

"I can't hold the position by myself. Those people who want to live will know what to choose."

What if you don't know?

Li Changzhou did not answer.

Each armed with a gun, the two cautiously advanced through the fog-shrouded battlefield, keeping a watchful eye on each other.

Li Changzhou suddenly turned around, and the Destroyer pointed his gun at him.

Seeing Li Changzhou staring at the ground, the Destroyer also looked over.

A hand, covered in mud and blood and wearing a tactical glove, suddenly emerged from the loose pit.

"Help, help me..."

Li Changzhou gave the Destroyer a wink.

The Destroyer grabbed the player's hand with one hand and pulled him up like a radish.

"Ha! Ha!" The player knelt on the ground, panting heavily, seemingly unharmed, just suffocating.

He suddenly turned to look at Li Changzhou.

"Live together? Or choose to die?" Li Changzhou pressed the pistol against the other man's forehead.

"...Do I even have a choice?"

Li Changzhou put away his gun: "I had no choice."

The three continued their search of the battlefield and found six more survivors. Four were crippled and unable to fight, while two were slightly injured but still able to move. They all chose to cooperate temporarily.

They searched for magazines, spare guns, and added smoke grenades, flashbangs, and tear gas.

The Destroyer found a light machine gun.

"If I had had that thing just now..." The Destroyer chuckled twice, extremely confident in himself.

When they emerged from the thick fog fully armed, they saw a steel wall, a steel wall composed of countless tanks.

"Damn it!" Everyone was terrified.

Li Changzhou quickly jumped into a trench, and his teammates rolled into nearby shell craters as well.

A player pressed the walkie-talkie on his shoulder: "Support! Requesting support!"

"Swish swish swish—"

"Dry!"

"What exactly is the spirit of the military? How do we gain recognition for the spirit of the military?"

"I've been wounded like this on the battlefield, and I still can't get recognition?!"

"The spirit of the military naturally recognizes soldiers," Destroyer said calmly. "Anyone can get injured on the battlefield. Stay calm, don't let the tanks get close!"

"So many tanks, how can we fight them?!"

"If we can't fight, if we can't win, are we just going to wait to die?" Li Changzhou bit off the safety pin of the grenade, turned around and threw it.

The grenade didn't tumble in the air, but shot close to the ground like a sharp arrow.

The handle detached, the firing pin fell, and struck the firing cap.

boom!

Amid the explosion, the Destroyer gave Li Changzhou a thumbs up: "Black King, you are a respectable enemy. I believe that even if all the players challenge you, it will be a fierce battle because you will not give up or be afraid."

Li Changzhou didn't waste any words: "Let's do it."

The Destroyer set up his light machine gun and opened fire wildly, suppressing the machine gun's furious roar like a beast.

"Listen up, all of you!" the Destroyer roared. "Forget about this damn military spirit, think about how to survive!"

"Damn it, let's go all out!"

The other three also fought back from the trenches.

Peng!

A player pulled the pin on a grenade and was about to throw it when he felt a sharp shove on his left shoulder.

Above the tank formation, the sniper in the helicopter missed his shot, and the bullet pierced the player's left shoulder.

The player grinned and used the leaping motion to throw the grenade.

Fresh blood flowed from the wound, mixing with the dirt on his body, turning a dark red.

"Killing one is enough! Killing two is a bonus!" The player completely forgot about life and death and took out another grenade.

Bang!

Amidst the muffled gunshots, a grenade rolled down, severing the player's arm, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

He felt weak and struggled to lean his body against the wall of the crater.

The player managed to hold the two grenades in his left hand, with his thumb inserted into the safety catch.

"When they get here and their tracks crush my body, I'll give them two shots." He forced an excited smile through his pained expression.

He disappeared from the crater.

The spirit of the military recognized him.

Damn it!

Another player was getting even more anxious, thinking, "Why don't they accept me yet?!"

Bang!

The sniper's bullet shattered his head.

Only Li Changzhou, Destroyer, and one other player remained on the battlefield.

With resolute expressions, the three men fired their guns, continuously destroying the tank tracks and blasting the monsters to smithereens with anti-tank grenades.

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