Chapter 699 A corner of the war

Chapter 699 A corner of the war

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"Brother Kong, look at these seemingly completely unrelated things mixed together. Hehe, they smoke without burning!"

"Hey, brother Kong, don't leave! I'll clean up after I'm done playing!"

"Brother Kong, look, this is a firecracker! This is how the firecrackers come about! Now that you know it, am I the most powerful person in our gang? Oh, and Brother Kong, what about you? I am second, hehe."

"Brother Kong, you'd better take care of them. You said a few days ago that you won't let them drink more. But yesterday I saw a bunch of them drinking again, and then they used the power of alcohol to bully others. If this continues, Brother Kong, you His reputation will be ruined!"

"Brother Kong, why don't we just pack up and run away? This group of people may be born with this level. Even if you teach them more skills, they still can't hold up the wall... Well, Brother Kong, you are just too good." You have to be loyal, if it were me, I would be able to kill my relatives for justice."

"...Brother Kong, ah! Well, I admit that you hit me, yes, I hurt them... How did you do it? Haha, you don't seem to remember what I told you before, If the firecrackers are more powerful, they can be used as explosives. Not only that, I also discovered recently...huh? You won't let me play with explosives anymore?...Oh, okay, I will listen to Brother Kong, haha..."

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"Wow, I originally wanted to save you, but... you are worthy of it, Brother Kong. Even such an elite master is no match for you. Haha, I didn't use explosives. You didn't let me finish my sentence before: Mixing different things can tear people apart or kill people invisible."

"Okay, now all the fools who can't carry it are dead. I've found someone willing to take us in. Brother Kong, you are very popular. Come with me... Hey! Brother Kong! Don't run!"

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Fukong slowly opened his beautiful eyes that seemed to have falling snowflakes. He was still a little dazed when he first woke up, but soon, his eyes came into focus again.

Did you actually have a dream after you got off the theater? It’s a long memory.

He stood up and patted the dust off his body.

At this time, he was in a trench. Except for him who actually had the mind to close his eyes and rest, the other soldiers were all treating him seriously. They got the news that the enemy will attack tonight, and they have to defend this front.

However, no one dared to say anything about Fu Kong's behavior. There were even people around him who would reduce their movements to avoid disturbing him.

After all, that is their God of War.

Although Fukong had removed his armor and returned to the field for a long time, the war broke out and he rushed to the battlefield again. It was indeed doubtful at first, but soon the shocking results even for his own people once again reminded everyone of this past. What kind of existence is the war hero?

Nowadays, when martial arts is in decline, there is still such a warrior-god-like existence, which is all awe-inspiring.

At this time, a man walked quickly from the trench, came to Fukong, greeted him and handed him a letter.

"Letter from your wife."

Fu Kong was not tall, but his strange eyes matched his aura, making it difficult for ordinary people to raise their heads in front of him. Instead, he seemed to be more than one step shorter than him.

Fukong took the letter, opened it on the spot and read it, his movements were quick and somewhat urgent.

After reading it, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, but quickly disappeared. Then I directly found paper and pen from the side, wrote two letters and handed them to the person who sent the letters.

After giving the instructions, the messenger left quickly.

Fu Kong's little warmth also disappeared as the letter was put away. He sat down cross-legged again and slowly closed his eyes.

He just went to the theater to take a break from his busy schedule and meet the others again after a long absence.

Then, I heard something from Luo Xi. He was away during this period and seemed to have missed a lot of things.

Some information has also been passed on, about the people who transcend the boundaries...

The sound of the horn suddenly tore through the false tranquility covered by the night.

Fu Kong quickly opened his eyes.

"Enemy attack!" shouted the sentry.

It’s begun.

He quickly turned his head and turned over directly to leave the trench. This move made it completely impossible to tell that he was on the defensive side. However, the people around him were accustomed to his unique behavior of not following the large troops at all.

The superiors had only one instruction for this warrior god who was concerned about the war and set out on the battlefield again: Don't worry about it unless it's important.

To put it bluntly, don't worry about how he acts. It's not an important battle. Just do your part in the back and watch Fu Kong kill indiscriminately in front. That's it.

Any defensive battle, as long as Fu Kong is around, will eventually turn into a battle of annihilation.

The fighting at the front lasted about ten minutes.

It's not that Fu Kong spent ten minutes to kill the opponent's surprise army. He rarely used all his strength. The power caused was too huge, making it difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy on the battlefield.

However, even if he performs less than 10%, it is enough for his enemies to regard him as a god of death.

The figure is like the wind, and the hurricane blows and the head is broken. This is one of the descriptions of Fukong by the enemies.

Firearms and thermal weapons were like toys in front of him, no better than fire sticks, and new armors were just the difference between pieces of paper and paper folded in half.

Within ten minutes, the other side realized that Fukong was guarding this front, and decisively ordered the withdrawal.

The commander of the other side obviously had a full understanding of the strength of his own unit and a good understanding of Fukong, so he quickly realized what the consequences would be if he continued to fight to the death.

On the small mound, Fu Kong's figure stood quietly, surrounded by countless headless corpses, and various weapons fell on the ground.

That figure from behind drove the word "invincible" deeply into the hearts of everyone who saw this scene.

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The war here came to an end, and Fu Kong calmly got on the vehicle heading to the next front that needed his support the next day as if nothing had happened.

Although this scene is shocking to ordinary people, to him it is just a common thing that he has experienced repeatedly during this period.

Knowing his efficiency and strength, although he has not been transferred to participate in some key battlefields due to various considerations, checking for leaks and filling vacancies has become his main job during this period.

Although he was not very happy that he couldn't make a final decision on his departure and could only run around here and there, the superiors tried to calm him down.

However, the deadline he gave above is almost there.

If they failed to end all the wars within the scheduled time limit he had set before, and at least gain a certain upper hand to give him peace of mind, then he would consider solving these matters directly alone.

In this position, if you have power and don't use it, you are derelict in your duty. This is his view of himself.

Although he understands the various considerations above and can tolerate the ignorance of these ignorant people in some of the conflicts of interest, if it delays his reunion with his family for so long, his temper may not necessarily be directed only at foreign enemies.

Moreover, many of the battle lines he went to fill were battlefields that did not even have any magician enemies.

There is not a single enemy that can be defeated, which is still too boring.

The hostile empire was a prosperous age of magic, in which the divine authority was in power and faith was the foundation. Those magicians had worked hard for a long time to develop various powerful magics.

The dynasty that Fu Kong belonged to was still in a period where foreign arts were growing barbarically and martial arts were still struggling.

It is really difficult to gain an advantage when a war breaks out with a foreign power in this period of labor pain.

Not to mention that even the opponent's weapon development on the ordinary material level seems to be vaguely higher than that of the dynasty.

Just thinking about it gave Fukong a headache.

Under such circumstances, along with the turmoil between the government and the opposition, something might happen vaguely.

Fu Kong didn't want to pay much attention to some foreseeable situations, he just hoped that they wouldn't develop too ugly.

His thoughts drifted past his home, and he thought of his friends in the theater.

It seems like he and Luo Xi are the only ones who are still busy.

Although Liang Rendao seems to have not settled down yet, Fukong is not worried about him at all. This is the confidence Liang Rendao has always given him.

I just hope that Luo Xi, that salty fish hunter, won’t be too lax.

I was a little envious of Rhett, who actually lived a life of retirement after success. In that situation, could he still have children and a daughter? Ah.

And the troupe leader. It's a pity that I didn't meet him when I went up there before. Big things are about to happen outside the world outside the boundary zone.

Thinking about Fu Kong makes me feel tired.

The world he lives in is so troubled, and the bigger world outside must be even more complicated and troubled.

Although having power can solve many problems, after all, those who are not crazy about power and authority will still feel tired to some extent in the end.

maybe.

After all, he is the troupe leader.

It seemed like he didn't have to worry.

Everyone has gone through hardships and is not afraid of any test.