The war between Sri Lanka and Porfort over the minerals is still ongoing, with new recruits being sent to the battlefield and hundreds of casualties reported every day, but no country really cares about these casualties, and the war continues.

The place of the battle is on the border between the two countries, the artillery fire is reported on time in the morning and evening, and the scorching afternoon is the time when the recruits go to fight, and the weapons they hold in their hands are the simplest and most ancient equipment, and some people even only have cold weapons, saying that war is actually more like a weapon fight.

This is the appetizer of the two countries, it is just a test of each other, anyway, most of the unidentified slaves who are killed or injured are dead in vain, and no one cares.

Betty and Brooke try their best not to be too far away from each other even in the scuffle, so that they can take care of each other at any time.

As night fell, the desert cooled down rapidly, the cold of the winter night swept across the desert area, the scorching sun of the day seemed to have never happened, and every gust of wind brought a biting chill, and several huge military tents stood side by side in the military camps of the two countries.

These improvised tent-style tents for slave soldiers were unheated and uninsulated, and they died of heat during the day and cold at night.

There were no beds in the huge khaki military tent, and on the floor were neatly lined with soldiers who had returned from battle, some covered in sand, some with blood-stained bandages, and many with broken arms and legs, all of whom had in common embarrassment and tiredness.

The soldiers who were resting were all white-lip and stiff, and in order to prevent freezing, they approached each other and hugged each other for warmth. Especially those soldiers who have been injured and have lost too much blood but have not undergone follow-up treatment, the body temperature drops particularly quickly. One by one, like frozen ice.

Betty is not afraid of the cold because of the special constitution of the Flame Pattern Clan, but she feels very stuffy, because the air in the closed tent is not circulated, and the whole tent is filled with the smell of blood and sweat, and the 'blood and sweat' here is not an adjective but a real mixed smell of blood and sweat.

Betty condensed her face and lowered her head to think about the escape route, Betty had already figured out most of the defenses of the barracks these days. In my mind, I was rehearsing the plan to break out of the encirclement over and over again.

There were more than a thousand of them in the entire Polfort front barracks, and some of the casualties these days are still in the triple digits. There are also quite a few in the military camps in Sri Lanka, and there is no need to worry about combat effectiveness.

In the last few battles, because the two sides are on the line, it is naturally impossible to fight to the death when fighting, and on the surface it looks fierce. In fact, there wasn't much attack power at all, and both sides were looking for the right opportunity to get out of the damn place.

Betty didn't want to stay here for a moment, the days of being captured had refreshed the Flame Girl's awareness of the tragic life she had never experienced even in the worst stages of her life.

There are no human rights, no one cares whether you live or die, no one cares about your dissatisfaction, the word 'slave' deprives you of not only money and freedom, but the most basic rights as a human being, the status of a slave is no different from that of a beast, and even many times inferior to a beast, even in the poorest of the Star Alliance. This is not the case with the most obvious class divisions, and for whatever reason, the Covenant will not allow its citizens to be treated like cattle. At least a cloak of shame will be put on, but not even a fig leaf is needed here.

For the first time in her life, Betty had the idea of 'my life is so happy', Nima, life is really the truth when there is comparison!

Betty looked sideways at the sleeping snoring Brooke, stiffened her face and sighed softly, she could still eat and sleep well in this environment. This is also a gift.

Her eyes moved sideways to the door of the tent, and although she couldn't see clearly, Betty knew that there were two mechanical guards guarding the door at the door of the tent, and she seemed to stand still. Betty had already seen the power of these two great gods once, and she could only describe it in two words, and that was 'very ferocious'

Although there are high-tech weapons that can be used, these two countries prefer hand-to-hand combat when they fight, as if they are deliberately depleting the population.

Flame Girl, you're close to the truth!

Each tent is equipped with two high-level mechanical guards, it is not an exaggeration to say that the firepower of the guards is enough to destroy a war group, in addition, the entire battlefield has been blocked, and if you want to escape, you must break through the blockade line, and the blockade line is the real elite troops of the two countries.

And the desperate slave recruits on the battlefield are like pawns in the hands of those officers, and the game between the two armies seems to them to be really just a military flag that is laid down with human lives.

When this campaign is over, the lucky ones who can survive can really join the army and get out of slavery, but before that, they have to go through countless battles, and those who can survive can be said to be one in ten thousand.

If Betty was really a native of Norseman, she might have fought desperately for this chance to break out of slavery and become a new person, but she wasn't.

It's not so easy to get out of this flag game.

Porfort was originally in a weak position in this battle, but they did not expect that the group of slaves they found in the desert would become more and more courageous, and they are still in a stalemate with the Sri Lankan troops, which greatly satisfied the Porfort military.

"Sir, don't you think this group of slaves is weird?"

"What's weird?"

"I always feel that the results of such a stalemate between the slaves of the two sides in the past few days are abnormal, the slaves of Sri Lanka are trained war slaves, but when the two armies fight, our side can not fall behind."

"Hehe, what's weird, they're just slaves now, all they can do is work hard, nothing else matters, the mineral source discovered this time is really important and can't be lost, if we can turn the tide of the war, the badge on our shoulders may be changed again"

"But"

"You're just too cautious," the adjutant was still a little hesitant and wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the commander waving his hand, "as long as we can hold out for another three days, Sri Lanka can't afford to delay, their casualty number is five times ours, and we will definitely be able to take the initiative when the time comes."

The adjutant was a little uneasy, and he couldn't say it clearly, so he could only put it in his heart, hoping that everything would go well!

The sky was bright, the desert night chill was waning, the temperature was rising, Betty knew that the next battle would soon be fought, and took a few deep breaths and followed the whistle out of the tent.

Lined up, each with a piece of freshly roasted animal meat, steaming hot, was their source of energy for the whole day.

Driven into battle, Betty and one of the bearded men looked at each other and reached a consensus, looking up at the scorching sun, which had not yet fully exerted its heat, and whether it could succeed or not was up to today

When Mo Ye rushed to the frontline battlefield where the Sri Lankan and Polfort armies were fighting, he saw that it was a chaotic battle, but the strange thing was that the direction of the battlefield seemed a little weird, "Xiao Qi, are you sure that this is the two sides facing off on the border and not the civil strife in Polfort?"

Xiao Qi is firmly "sure"

The scene in front of Mo Ye's eyes looked as if Porfort's barracks had been breached.

What's the situation?

Mo Ye's eyes swept across the chaotic battlefield, and he decisively gave up the intention of looking for people with the naked eye in a sea of people who were almost dressed similarly, and the faces of people on the battlefield were full of blood, and he couldn't see who was who even if he was dazzled.

When the spiritual power was probed, as expected, Mo Ye locked on to two familiar spiritual power fluctuations, not far away.

At this time, Betty and Brooke were rushing to the edge of the Porfort barracks, fiercely confronting the defending army.

The barracks were torn out of a big gap, this corner is the weakest point that Betty found after half a month of investigation, when the shift was changed at noon, when both sides released their respective slaves to fight on the front line, who would have thought that these aliens had already endured to the limit and were ready to fight back.

Everything happened so suddenly, the two sides that should have fought to the death and put each other to death actually turned their spearheads at the moment of meeting, and pointed directly at the border defense of the Porfort barracks.

"What are you doing, it's the other way around, it's the other way around" The supreme commander in charge of the battle shouted several times in a row, kicked over the table in front of him, and couldn't eat at all!

Did these slaves eat the bear's heart and leopard's guts to resist, and what is even more unbelievable is why the slave soldiers on the Sri Lankan side also pointed the finger at them, and the persimmons picked and pinched softly?

Thousands of slaves revolted, the country of the Norsman Star really had never suffered such a thing, the commander blushed green, green black, black and white, flipped the table, he seemed to see the little star on his shoulder was disappearing, and waved goodbye.

What the hell is going on, are these slaves drugged or poisoned!

The barracks of Porfort were beaten to the ground, and their opponents, Sri Lanka, did not come to their senses, completely unaware of why the slaves were rushing towards the camp of Porfort, but this did not prevent them from watching each other's jokes.

Because of the proper planning, the accumulated combat power suddenly exploded, and the Polfort army was caught off guard, and they never dreamed that the combat power of these slaves would directly match their elite troops, no, except for the restrictions on weapons, these slaves were clearly much more powerful than their warriors, which was simply unscientific.

Before Mo Ye could appear, Betty and a group of explorers at the Black Mountain base had already taken the last step to save themselves, breaking through the defensive circle of the Porfort military camp, they knew that as long as they left the attack range, Porfort's army would not chase after them at the moment, and there was Sri Lanka behind them.

"Slab Brick"

As soon as Mo Ye called, the brick understood that this was to let it go down and disrupt the battle situation.

Just when Betty and the others rushed through the gap in the barracks and were about to run for their lives, they saw the big monster falling from the sky, uh, it wasn't a big brick, and the tears stayed instantly, I just wanted to sing, happiness came too fast, and I was caught off guard (to be continued)

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