People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 994 Paradigm

Monrod felt as if the white wind and snow around him had turned into giant hands, trying their best to tear his body into pieces.

But he still stood here, his steps firm.

"Captain, the left wing was attacked by the enemy. It was the tainted bodies of the Sami."

"Captain, we have contacted the troops in front. They have lost 30% of their personnel. All the equipment has failed. Thirteen people are bleeding black blood."

"Captain, four intelligence officers lost their life signals in the same area at the same time."

Monlord was overwhelmed by the confusing news.

Monrod gave the order without any confusion:

"Tighten the front line and immediately head to the location where the intelligence officer lost contact after joining the front troops. Once that area enters the artillery unit's strike range, immediately launch a saturation attack."

"Yes!"

The team broke through the wind and snow without getting entangled with the scattered stained bodies around them.

In a short while, the team led by Monlord successfully joined up with another team in the snow and wind.

Monrod immediately stepped forward and stood in front of the thirteen warriors with black blood flowing.

"Comrade, report your situation."

"Captain...I heard...my mother calling me..."

"It's so dark, it's so dark around here... Captain, are you thirsty for power?"

"Please kill me, I...I will be eternal..."

Monrod listened quietly to the soldiers' weeping or confused speeches, and watched their faces gradually turn black.

He lowered his head in silence and saluted the thirteen warriors.

Three seconds later, he raised his head again and looked at the military staff officer beside him:

“Have you recorded everything?”

"The record is complete. The sacrifices of these thirteen comrades will be forever engraved on the monument. They are important contributors to the collapse paradigm deduction."

"Let's do it."

The sounds of knives piercing flesh rang out one after another.

Thirteen bodies lay side by side on the snowy field. The blood that should have been bright red was now stained a disgusting black, polluting the surrounding white snow.

The staff officer beckoned over a special team to start the purification work around the thirteen bodies.

Monrod did not interfere with these professionals and gave orders to the intelligence officer waiting beside him:

"Keep shrinking the formation, and start a forced march. We can't delay in fighting these things."

"Yes!"

Before the team was completely adjusted, that special team also finished their busy work.

The white snow gradually buried the thirteen bodies.

"Purification completed."

"Parameters have been collected."

"Contamination samples have been collected."

Monrod glanced at the thirteen corpses and waved his hand.

"March!"

The team advanced again.

The sound of fighting came into Monlord's ears from time to time.

He looked through the wind and snow and saw a group of people in Sami costumes harassing his team.

But these people are not real Sami people. They have no facial features on their faces. There is only darkness and a black hole with a strange glow.

These people may have once been warriors fighting against evil, but now they have been polluted and completely reduced to manipulated bodies.

Whenever the Ursus team's attack landed on these tainted bodies, it was like hitting a shriveled corpse, and then the tainted bodies would immediately begin to shake, moving in a strange way and appearing in another location in the blink of an eye.

"I emphasize again, do not get entangled with these polluted bodies."

Monrod shouted.

"Yes!"

The team responded in unison, abandoning most of their offensive methods. Only the vanguard troops and shield guards set up a defense line on the periphery, using feint attacks to make those contaminated bodies flash continuously.

"Captain, the target area has entered the fire coverage."

"Fire!"

The roar of artillery fire rang out almost simultaneously with Monlord's order.

The explosion from Ursus knocked out Sami's snowstorm.

The flames dyed this white world with a touch of hot orange fireworks.

When the first round of fire coverage stopped, Monrod stared at the area where the wind and snow had briefly dissipated.

A slender figure in a white velvet coat danced among the flames and melting snowflakes.

But her dark and empty face after she collapsed made this supposedly beautiful picture become eerie.

Xue Si danced in the flames, his figure was ghostly, leaving behind one afterimage after another, and his figure kept flashing in everyone's sight.

"Captain, this Snow Sacrifice is a little special. She can actually maintain non-linear movement throughout the entire process."

The staff officer said with an unpleasant expression, "In this situation, the long-range firepower coverage is almost useless. If we want to actually hit her, we must forcibly insert a certain amount of firepower into the middle of her movement pattern."

"Speak human language." Monrod glared at the staff officer.

"Forehead……"

The staff officer said in embarrassment: "We need to pile up human lives, let the soldiers rush forward and touch her with their flesh and blood, and block her before we can launch an effective attack."

Monrod frowned: "Since this is also a collapse paradigm, is there no way to crack it through calculation?"

“Yes, but the conditions are not met now.”

"What are the requirements?"

"First of all, forcibly deducing the paradigm requires terrifying computing power, which requires a supercomputer. If a person can deduce the paradigm on the spot, it is no longer a genius."

Hearing this, Monrod was a little annoyed.

He shouted angrily in a low voice:

"You have so many staff officers and experts, but you are not as good as a machine?"

The staff officer could only smile bitterly and explained:

"The so-called collapse paradigm does not only act on these collapsing bodies. When we observe this phenomenon, it means that we are also in this phenomenon."

As he spoke, the staff officer raised his hand and pointed forward, asking:

"Captain, is the Snow Priest in your sight moving in the location I pointed to?"

"No."

"But in my eyes, she is right there." The staff officer pointed to the other soldiers and said, "In fact, the position of Snow Sacrifice is different in the eyes of everyone present. Only after a certain amount of implantation will her position collapse into an observable point."

Monrod's gaze moved back and forth between the two areas, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became more obvious as he squinted his eyes.

The staff officer hesitated a little, but finally advised:

"Captain, now is not the time to hesitate. The dance of the Snow Goddess is obviously some kind of trick. Once she completes it, a more violent blow will cover our army."

"Hesitate? No, I'm just thinking."

Monrod asked: "Answer me, after this battle, can this paradigm be successfully included?"

"it should be OK."

"should?"

"I promise to complete the mission. I guarantee it with my life!"

Monrod nodded and walked to the front of his team with firm steps.

He said loudly: "All the elite forwards who have experienced many battles, please come out!"

The fully armed warriors stepped forward.

"Put away your weapons and take off your gloves."

The soldiers acted quickly to carry out the order.

Monrod also took off his tactical gloves, allowing the cold to continue to erode his palms.

The wind was howling and the soldiers stood there in silence.

"Comrades, the time has come when Ursus needs us. Our mission is to use our flesh and blood to capture the disaster in front of us. The moment she stops, Ursus's artillery fire will fall."

Monrod pulled off his mask, revealing his old face, and made his voice clearer: "We may die, but Ursus will not stop.

For this land, for Ursus, and even more for our homeland... Follow me, charge!"

"Ula!"