Chapter 252 Modern Warfare, Start the Backhand

War, two simple words, but there are too many contents in it.

In ancient times, war was a national movement. From kings and generals to babbling children, everyone would be affected by war. Basically, no one was not affected.

Before the whole army moved, food and grass came first. These eight simple words are the direct influencing factors of war - food.

In modern times, war is no longer the simple confrontation between two soldiers in the past. A wave of F keys were pressed, and then the soldiers A went over and cut each other, easily deciding the outcome.

"War is multifaceted and three-dimensional. It covers logistics, industry, transportation, economy, energy, weapons, technology, culture, information, military, diplomacy, policy, population ratio, newborns and aging..."

MacArthur pointed at the screen with bright eyes.

He is an ordinary person. He does not have the exaggerated bloodline of the so-called mixed race, and there is no bug-like way of natural selection and mirror pupils.

But war is not something that can be decided by a few people.

In Hollywood blockbusters, heroism is prevalent, but is it really possible that a few heroes and a few teams can really change the direction of the war?

Marvel's Chirita was easily wiped out by the Avengers, but how could this actually happen?

A group of races that can travel through interstellar routes and warships that can jump through wormholes were beaten to pieces by Iron Man's artillery.

Don't be ridiculous, the outbreak of war is merciless, has no bottom line, and can be crazy and even genocidal.

Beheading, espionage, firing on ordinary people, poison, gas bombs, genetic viruses, etc., after the bottom line of human beings breaks through the constraints of morality, the devil can only admit defeat.

Nowadays, it is already an information-based war era.

Everyone's weapons are no longer the so-called face-to-face competition, but beyond-visual-range attacks. They are thousands of miles apart and rely on the satellite system in the sky to locate each other, and then directly kill the enemy, and even snipe the hostile target across the continent!

Single shot, with a telescope (satellite), is a sniper.

Although it has a missile model, it is not a problem to call it a big sniper.

The range of the weapon breaks through the visual range, and the so-called distance causes changes in the way of fighting that are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Just like many people now think that the way of war is to use the air force, army, and navy to push down the enemy in one wave, and everyone is competing for the difference in military numbers. However, in fact, the real war has already begun when the financial crisis broke out.

America cut off the channels for the doomsday party in the Arctic Circle to obtain supplies, banned all cargo ships on the waterway, and armed control of everything here has reached its peak.

"Element stripping has begun to take effect, and began to cut off their communication systems and throw interference alchemical missiles."

"Air strikes, mobilize near-ground devices, and conduct range-point cutting of the target area."

"Start missile bombing, and give me 24 hours of uninterrupted venting on this land!"

One order after another was issued to assist Norma in mobilizing the 280,000 military forces of the doomsday party in the Arctic Circle.

They continue to be parts of the machine, and the actions of each person are the operation of a department and a system.

The actual effect shown in the Arctic Circle, through satellites, let everyone who sees the war here, hybrids, or others know the answer.

"It can be announced that it is over." Lilith took off her gold-patterned white silk gloves, and the golden pupils in her eyes went out.

Maybe the doomsday faction has many trump cards, but America's mushrooms are already flying. In just three minutes and twenty-four seconds, the mushroom cloud of the nuclear bomb will rise here.

"A bunch of old antiques should be swept into the garbage dump." Lilith said, and then began to think about the dilemma she faced.

Although America relied on this war to divert some of its internal contradictions, there is still a huge class struggle.

Especially the Middle East problem caused by oil, this vortex is really a quagmire that must be jumped into.

Industrial blood, even mixed-bloods must admit that they can't lose this piece.

The fight between the North American mixed-blood family union and the European mixed-blood family union is just short of completely tearing their faces apart and fighting a thorough fight in the Middle East.

"It's difficult." Lilith rubbed her forehead and leaned back in the chair, and her thoughts appeared one after another.

Inside Nibelungen, Lu Lincheng put his hands in his pockets and looked at the results discussed by these committee members.

"Use the rules within Nibelungen to counteract the explosion, resist, and annihilate the invaders."

Lu Lincheng laughed.

Which genius came up with this plan?

Do you think the so-called war is that the enemy sends a team into Nibelungen and then fights with your cyborgs and immortals?

It has been several years, and you still think that fighting generals and single duels can decide everything, and the victory or defeat will not change your status.

"Hahaha, a bunch of old antiques." It is because of these old antiques that I have to implement such a plan!

How can I implement my great plan with you brain-dead people?

"However, I have already prepared an escape route." Lu Lincheng thought of this and left quickly.

Shutting through the smoke and fireworks, Lu Lincheng rarely felt a little familiar.

This feeling is exactly what he felt after leaving Nibelungen and entering modern society, the power from the steel and fire of human beings.

Strong, powerful, strong enough.

Not long after, Lu Lincheng stopped.

"Let's go."

In front of Lu Lincheng, Qiao Weini nodded.

"Let's go find our "son", now we are free."

Listening to Lu Lincheng's words, Qiao Weini stopped: "So, where is the principal?"

"Kassel College, Doomsday Faction, we don't have to follow the principal's plan." Lu Lincheng said calmly.

Qiao Weini clenched his fists, this... is really great!

"Let's go, I don't know how Mingfei is doing now."

"I'm scared." Qiao Weini reached out and wiped her eyelids, her fingers wet.

Lu Mingfei was placed in his uncle and aunt's house, how he lived, what kind of person he would become, Qiao Weini knew in her heart.

Not only her, Lu Lincheng is the same.

The two are not stupid.

Lu Mingfei's uncle and aunt's exclusion is inevitable, and this inevitability is placed on a child, it is an incurable scar suffered in childhood.

Maybe it's nothing for two people who have been struggling in society, beaten by wind and rain again and again, and have a big heart.

Being scolded, ordered around, yelled at from time to time... In the adult world, they have long been accustomed to this unfair treatment.

But Lu Mingfei couldn't realize this. When he saw the difference between himself and the fat boy Lu Mingze, he would not say these reasons, but would think about it and remember it in his heart.

"Break its wings, grind its claws, break its bones, and tear the heart apart with an invisible knife, strangling the dragon's thoughts." Lu Lincheng understood what Qiao Weini meant.

"Fortunately, we can make changes now."

Qiao Weini nodded.

The two left quickly and went to the escape passage prepared by Lu Lincheng.

This was the second passage prepared for Lu Mingfei to enter the Nibelungen at the beginning. In case the committee thought that it was not allowed to enter, Lu Mingfei would turn from the original gate to this gate to enter.

It is one of the back-up plans prepared by Lu Lincheng and Angers.

Angers, Lulincheng, and Giovanni have prepared dozens of such back-up plans in Nibelungen. (End of this chapter)