The huge and powerful warship was quietly suspended just above the defense line, and the heavy bombs it carried had already been accurately aimed at the target below.
Because the spacecraft is in an advanced stealth state, even if people try hard to look with the naked eye, they cannot detect the existence of the huge ship.
"I wonder if the bomb will still be so evenly distributed after it's dropped?"
Chen Bufan looked at the evenly matched battlefield below, with an interested smile on his face, and pressed the bomb switch.
If someone stood on the ground and looked up at the sky at this moment, they would be surprised to see that the originally calm sky suddenly seemed to be torn into a neatly shaped rectangular hole!
This opening is like a mysterious big mouth, suddenly appearing in the sky.
If you have a telescope in your hand, you can find out by careful observation that there is an ingenious mechanism hidden inside the hole, which is loaded with several powerful aerial bombs.
As the mechanism slowly turned, two Mk82 bombs, carrying the earnest hope of mutated seafood, fell out of the hole like meteors.
When the bombing mission was completed, the crack in the sky quickly closed as if it had the ability to self-repair, and in the blink of an eye it returned to its original intact appearance, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusory dream.
Fate always seems to like playing tricks on people. Such a strange scene happened to be seen by a Japanese commander.
The Japanese commander was concentrating on directing the fierce battle at that time.
He was short, only 165 cm tall, and looked quite thin. But what was wrong was that his abdomen was bulging, which looked extremely disproportionate. He had short, messy hair, as if it had been gnawed by a dog.
Above his thick lips he had a tuft of lightning-like moustache, and he danced and shouted at the battlefield, his disgusting moustache trembling back and forth every time he shouted.
"Hurry up! Move quickly! Bring the bazooka over! Aim at that giant crab!"
"Hey! You stupid guys, hurry up and turn your guns around and aim at that ferocious shark that's ramming the wall! If it succeeds in breaking through the wall, our family will be finished! Don't hesitate, open fire immediately!"
"Someone, come here! Hurry up and knock down these stinking shrimps! Don't let them get close to you!"
"Yoshi! Yoshi! You played really well! Keep up the steady defense!"
The Japanese commander roared at the top of his lungs, veins bulging on his forehead and sweat dripping down his cheeks.
"Everyone, please be alert! As long as we can survive until the shift change, we will win!"
"After we return to the base, our great president will grant you an endless supply of mutated seafood meat, as well as countless beauties to keep you company!"
"Whether it's those popular actresses that you can only fantasize about in your mind, or those sexy beauties with all kinds of charm, you will be able to play with them to your heart's content and enjoy them to your heart's content!"
He gave an impassioned speech, trying to inspire the fighting spirit and desire of his men.
"Wow-ho-!"
Hearing these extremely tempting words, the many minions in the front who were fighting desperately and risking their lives suddenly shouted loudly in excitement.
In an instant, it seemed as if many large pancakes appeared before their eyes, and they didn't know which one to eat.
After all, every pancake looks so tempting and mouth-watering!
Endless delicious food and endless beautiful women to play with!
Isn’t this exactly the life we dream of?
Especially those skilled actresses! As long as they can enjoy it once! They are willing to die immediately!
"Long live the president! Long live the president!"
In an instant! The minions, who were full from eating so much pancakes, cheered excitedly, "Long live the president!"
They swung their weapons more and more vigorously, their faces became extremely ferocious, and they let out bursts of wild beast-like roars. The howls were deafening, and even they themselves felt a buzzing in their ears!
These people completely ignored their own precious lives and pounced on the mutated marine creatures without hesitation.
The Japanese commander on the side watched all this coldly, looking at these minions who were easily bewitched and lost their minds by just a few words from him.
The corners of his mouth involuntarily rose slightly, revealing a barely perceptible sarcastic smile, but soon, this smile disappeared as quickly as a flash in the pan. It would be bad if it was seen by others.
"Hahahahahaha!"
However, seeing his minions fighting more and more desperately, the commander opened his arms triumphantly, and finally couldn't help but raised his head and laughed wildly.
I secretly felt extremely proud and complacent about my excellent pancake-making skills.
What he said just now was just talk. How could the president give delicious food and those top women to these guys who were not going to live long!
Those resources were enjoyed by the upper class, even the women he played with were those the upper class didn't want anymore! That's it, it was just a little charity for the lower class people like them!
What about these cannon fodders? Just give them some scraps that the upper class doesn't like to eat and tell them that this is the top-grade food. What do they know?
He was eating with gusto, thinking he had won the master's approval!
As for the top women, haha, the lower class people don’t even have the chance to see these women!
They are just a bunch of tools that can be sacrificed at will! When they die, at most we can hold a memorial service to show the president's mercy, and then continue to let the men in their families go out and fight for their lives, but the women? Ha!
Keep the good-looking ones and give away the ugly ones!
“Hehehe—! Uh… cough cough vomit~!”
“N…Nani…?”
But just as he was laughing happily, he suddenly noticed something strange. He was surprised to find that a huge, dark and deep crack suddenly appeared in the sky above his head.
"Nani!!"
He screamed in surprise, his face full of horror, and hurriedly took off the telescope hanging on his chest, pressed it tightly in front of his little eyes, and then carefully observed the crack in the sky.
After just two glances, the cold sweat on his forehead flowed down his cheeks like a broken dam.
"Ah, selling butterflies!!"
In extreme fear, he couldn't help but scream again, his voice full of despair and helplessness.