Iraq Najaf.

The two sides in the war can be said to have broken out the largest conflict since the Iraq War. On the streets, in the houses, the flames that were spitting out when the guns were fired. Occasionally, you can see grenades dragging their tails when the rpg was fired, and then a large piece of broken cement slag was lifted up in the sound of explosions.

The entire residents of Najaf, retreating, and those who have not retreated are waiting for the judgment of fate tremblingly.

The war was burning on most of Najaf, and shrill screams came out from time to time, and the desperate screams on the verge of death formed the theme song on Najaf.

The battle between the seventh cavalry regiment of the US military and Mehdi's troops ranged from panic at the beginning to gradually becoming numb to habituality. No one could calculate how many casualties were between the two sides. The advantage of the US military's weapons was gradually gaining the upper hand after two days of fighting.

From time to time, soldiers who were beaten to death in Mehdi's troops could be seen on the streets, and no one could have settled.

The sniper competitions between the snipers are even more dangerous. As long as you are not careful, the bullets flying over instantly explode the entire head or half of your body into two pieces. The competition of endurance wisdom and the roaring sniper rifle all represent death.

The US tanks drove into the city streets, and the main guns were rushing to fire. The juxtaposed machine guns on the tanks would occasionally strafuse some suspicious targets.

When the war was intensifying, the US military sometimes ignored the casualties of civilians, and would destroy them as long as they were suspicious targets.

Armed helicopters appear in the sky from time to time, and air strikes are carried out with the call of the ground infantry. Under the guidance of missiles, one by one, hitting houses, turning the houses into burning ruins. The people inside did not even leave a scream and were buried under the ruins.

On the fierce battlefield, no one noticed that a third force would infiltrate in both sides of the battle.

On the roof of a residential building, a man in black was sitting on the edge of the building, looking indifferently at the battle in the alley not far away. He even wrapped his face with a cloth towel like some Mehdi soldiers on his head, leaving only two eyes.

On his legs were two triangular stings tied, and in the sunlight, it shone with a snow-white light.

There is also an old-fashioned AK47 on the right hand side. The paint on the butt stock is seriously off, and there are a lot of scratches on the barrel. It is a miracle that it can still be used now.

Suddenly, the man in black frowned and then stretched out again.

"y028, you are still alive, what a congratulations."

The sounds in my mind made the man in black feel extremely annoying, whether it is the owner of the sound or the way of communication. This is a communication connection established by a biological chip implanted in the brain, replacing traditional communication means and is definitely the most advanced communication means in the world.

But no one likes this method, and no one wants to have such a thing in their heads.

The man in black said lightly: "y006, you have spent ten points of contribution to apply for Zeus communication connection to see if I am still alive?"

y006 said without any scruples, "Of course, I don't want you to be killed by ordinary soldiers like Najaf. I know you, starting from the first level A level, and going all the way to the current level 25th level Y level, I have always thought about how to kill you. If you are killed, how will my wish be realistic?"

The man in black who was called y028 still said in a plain voice: "Is that true? I hope you have this ability and opportunity."

But the man in black knew that y006 was indeed stronger than him, and it can be seen from the ranking.

These people have no names, some only numbers, and numbers are their own names. The numbers are not given casually, but are determined based on each layer of filtering rankings. Each layer will be named according to twenty-six letters, starting from level a to the 25th letter y now.

This is the last screening, and once the person passed, it will be the last one of z, 26 letters, meaning the final one.

y028 still remember when he was taken to an underground training base that still does not know its location, the entire underground training base had nearly 5,000 children. After fifteen years of screening on the 25th floor, there are now 5,000 children, and only 32 people of the Y level are left.

Everyone who can reach the y level is not simple, and can even be called the King of War among the King of War.

But just that, some people underestimate Y-level people.

At the x-level, there were more than 300 people, but with the injection of a mysterious gene, there were only 32 people who survived. The nightmare-like torture exceeded the gene fission that humans could imagine and hit the limit of endurance. Even people with a heart like steel could not help but change their faces and trembled all over.

The effects brought by mysterious genes will make every successful person crazy, because the power and ability that follows are beyond everyone's understanding.

This is a completely new ability, unprecedented power, called the primitive power by the laboratory.

The failed person...

y028 saw with your own eyes that each of the former partners and comrades-in-arms. After the failure of gene fusion, their genes changed and turned into hideous monsters, with a height of several meters, like wild beasts. On the outside, you can't connect with them at all.

He didn't know if he didn't survive, would he become a monster like them, be imprisoned in the laboratory, waiting for an unknown fate?

These memories just flashed by.

y006 let out a strange smile: "Y028 Take care of us, our hunting for each other is about to begin. I think there will definitely be your name among the last sixteen remaining. Good luck, haha! Zeus, the communication is aborted!"

Communication suddenly stopped and my mind returned to it.

y028 knows that I actually have a name, and this is Wang Xueshan.

Thinking of his name, Wang Xueshan was a little bitter. For fifteen years, he almost forgot what he was called. He started from a wandering child and was received, and then he was injected with a strange liquid. He was tortured to death by pain and finally passed the test and was taken on a boat that he didn't know where to go.

He blindfolded his eyes all day long, making Wang Xueshan not know where he was. He just felt that he had eaten and slept every day, and for a long time, he finally arrived on the shore.

But before it was finished, after arriving on the shore, I got on the truck, came to a camp in endless bumps, and then was injected with anesthetic. In a trance, I didn't know anything, I just remembered that I had been shaking in the sky for a long time, and finally I didn't know anything.

When I woke up, I had already appeared in a hell-like underground training base.

It has been fifteen years, and in addition to training and training, every round of screening and elimination means death, and all those who are eliminated will be executed. This kind of execution is not concealed, and it is kneeling on the ground in front of all survivors, and then blows the entire head from the back of the head.

For a long time, Wang Xueshan lived in the shadows, and his mind was filled with the scene of brain splashing when his head was blown up.

In cruel competition, only the winner has the right to survive.

And those who walked to the 25th round were all real combat machines, cruel and ruthless, and could do whatever they could do for their purpose.

In the 25th round, the only 32 remaining thousands of people will fight each other until there are only the last 16 people left on the entire battlefield.

Unlike previous battles, the 25th round of battle will be earth-shaking, because among these 32 people, they all have terrible primitive power.

Najaf of Iraq is the elimination site for 32 people. Only such a complex and changeable battlefield can the effect of the original power be exerted. No one knows who can survive 32 people from each other. As y006 said, the hunting will begin immediately.

The 32 people did not belong to the US military nor did they belong to the Mehdi faction.

In the alley not far away, the battles finally decided to win and lose. Several Mehdi soldiers were shot dead in the alley, and one of the US troops was also killed in the corner of the wall. Blood flowed on the dry road, dyeing a large area red.

The remaining Mehdi soldiers shouted and began to flee, running desperately towards the alley where Li Li was.

Behind Mehdi soldiers, more than twenty American soldiers made a sound of "go, go", began to pursue and advance.

Wang Xueshan showed a sneer on the corner of his mouth. In his eyes, these Mehdi soldiers were simply a group of mobs. After fighting for so long, they killed one American soldier. After only a few of them were killed, they fled in a hurry. The US military, which is famous in the world, is also a group of people. More than 20 people took half an hour to defeat them when facing more than a dozen Mehdi soldiers, which was unbearable.

Wang Xueshan cannot understand the life of modern soldiers. He only knows that he can take the other party's life with the greatest possibility, and all means can be used.

For fifteen years, they have been trained as combat machines.

The running soldiers of Mehdi ran quickly through Wang Xueshan's feet with their familiarity with this place, and occasionally shot backhandedly to delay the US military's pursuit.

After stretching, Wang Xueshan picked up the old-fashioned ak47 next to him and jumped down from the roof of the third floor.

With a dull "bang", a sensation of dust rose slightly on the dry street.

Standing on the street without moving, Wang Xueshan raised his gun and shot directly at the US military chasing him.

"Ah!" screamed, a ball of blood burst out from the neck of a US soldier. The bullet successfully penetrated his neck. The blood was rushing into the street. The thrown weapon unconsciously covered the blood-storming neck with both hands, his face turned pale in an instant, and his mouth was shouting incoherently.

"God, McGrady was shot."

"Save him quickly."

The US soldiers roared and assigned a few people to quickly rescue the soldiers who were shot, while the others fought back through the corners of the alley. They were well-trained, although they were still a little scared, were able to complete the rapid division of labor well.

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