In this quiet, everyone looked at each other. Perhaps because of the instinct of "animals", they all noticed something was wrong, but they could not describe it. Dai Wen turned his head and looked at the stairs. The black-clothed natives upstairs didn't know if they had died or had learned their cleverness, so they didn't rush down any further. "《》》》 ()

At the foot of Daiwen, a guy who had just been shot and was spitting blood foam and was waiting to die suddenly appeared on his face. Daiwen didn't know how to describe this smile, comfort, hatred... But one thing is confirmed. He hated a dead man who was about to die with such a smile on his face, and looked at himself straight, as if he was his kind.

He raised his gun and pointed it at the guy's head, preparing to give him some pleasure. At this moment, "plop", "plop", "plop" and "plop" made several dull sounds around him. He felt that the hair on the back of his head seemed to be wet with something. He stretched out his hand and touched it, and put it in front of him, the red and bright red of blood was dazzling.

The strong black man who was still yelling beside him was covering his neck and making a "whimper" sound. His eyes were staring at him, as if asking for help from him. This look reminded Daiwen of the look before the butcher slaughtered the beef cattle... Daiwen turned his head around and found that there were only three people standing next to him just now. The other two guys seemed to have not realized what was going on, or they realized it, but they couldn't move their legs because of fear.

Dai Wen felt his nerves as if he had been whipped by a whip. His strong fear made his movements flow like flowing water. He opened the car door and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The engine roared like an angry lion. He quickly turned on the steering wheel, made a perfect shift in place, and then rushed out to the street outside.

Before turning, Daiwen glanced at the two guys who were slightly slow to react - they opened their mouths, as if they were shouting "Wait" to themselves, but the sound was released again. The next moment, their heads were twisted by an invisible giant hand in the air, and blood rushed straight from the neck artery to the ceiling. At the same time, Daiwen saw a few small black dots that seemed to be there - the Eye of Space! Although he only took a look, he still accurately recognized the thing!

Dai Wen's car had just driven onto the street and found that the street was empty just now, but there were crowds everywhere, and a considerable number of them were soldiers. But at this moment, they didn't look like soldiers at all. Some didn't even have guns in their hands, but everyone's faces were boundless hesitation.

"Look!" Someone screamed and pointed to the sky. Dai Wen raised his head and was stunned by the scene he saw - about five or six meters above the street, countless floating black spots were like insects flying in summer, forming a thin layer of black smoke, but everyone knew that these were not insects, they were eyes! They were the eyes of death!

"Ai, what is Ai doing?" When driving past these crowds, Dai Wen saw some soldiers shooting wildly at these black spots, while others made their strongest roars at the squad radio station. He raised his head and looked at the second and third floors of the buildings on both sides. In the past few days, the government has installed many so-called "laser anti-magic devices" at this height. When the war just started, he also learned in the news that these devices had played a role, but now, there is nothing above his head, no matter what color of laser it is, it has not appeared, just like these devices do not exist at all.

In the rearview mirror, the "Cloud of Death" was like a group of dancing elves, constantly changing its position in the air, like a cloud swept by the wind, leaving the mark of death where it passed - just like what I just saw, everyone's throat was torn out of big wounds, and a large amount of blood splashed in a short time, laying a flowing red carpet for the street.

When passing an intersection, Dai Wen guessed the reason why all this happened from the dim traffic lights - electricity! It was out of power!

But as soon as he realized this, he felt a sharp pain coming from his neck, and then he found that his vision suddenly floated up - he wanted to turn his head to see what was going on, and found that he could not do it. Only when his head fell to the ground, he saw the car driving his body heading towards him, and then he saw the wheels rolling towards him, bigger and bigger...

...

"They learned to cut off the power!" In the consciousness network, Song Chengyun shouted at Kamo with all his best efforts, "And they are very smart. One block after another, magic appears in the area after the power is cut off! We must find a way to stop them!"

"Stop? How to stop?" In front of a burning transformer, Kamo and more than a dozen team members with lightning signs on their shoulders appeared out of thin air. After seeing that the transformer had no value to extinguish the fire, Kamo asked helplessly.

The destruction of power systems is very easy. Whether it is destroying wires, switches, transformers, or directly affecting power plants, it can cause the collapse of large or small power networks. Before the war, they had already learned about this when they received "anti-magic" training. The repeated virtual confrontations also show that as long as the people on earth still maintain this power network, this method is almost unpreventable.

"Jump in and assassinate!" Song Chengyun asked without hesitation.

"It requires orders from superiors to do this!" Kamo went to the distance, facing the panicked crowd running towards him. They were like a flock of sheep being driven away by sheepdogs, coming towards their own direction. In the crowd, there were people who kept falling down silently. The death of these people was meaningless, but they just prompted their companions to run faster.

"I'm applying!" Song Chengyun's "voice" in the consciousness network lowered, which means that his thinking is focused on other aspects.

Kamo took out a flashing lightning from his hand and smashed it to the direction of the crowd with magic. He had a very accurate grasp of time. When the flashing lightning was in the sky above the crowd, it exploded accurately. At this moment, Kamo's team disappeared - this is the only thing he can do now. The strong light will temporarily blind both sides. Whether I can escape in the past few dozen seconds depends on their own.

The General Staff immediately received an application for cross-level transfer from Song Chengyun from the front line. Because it involves magical forces and this application is very dangerous, even if it is required for a temporary battlefield, it requires the approval of the General Staff.

The General Staff only discussed for more than ten seconds, and the whole process was just a few words from a few staff officers: "It's very risky to do this."

"War itself is a risk! If this trend is not solved, the garrison troops will collapse!"

"Their sacrifice..."

"Their sacrifices may interfere with the strategic level..."

"Okay, agree!"

"agree!"

While forming the decision, Anna also learned about this situation. What she had to do was simple: "Agree!"

Soon all the magic soldiers stationed in New York received the same order: "Let go of the work that is ongoing in your hands immediately, no matter how important it is, gather in tactical form immediately and attack immediately! What you need to do now is attack! Attack against attack!"

...

Countless soldiers hiding inside buildings and fortifications and preparing to fight a "meat grinder defense" like before found that they had completely miscalculated the plan. The tide of enemies only appeared for a short time at the beginning. The expected "slaughter" only lasted for a beginning. The situation is now completely opposite - they became the slaughtered.

All the exposed firepower points were removed at the first time - from the command center, these soldiers just lost contact, but those who were really on the battlefield knew that almost all of these people were dead, died on their positions, and in front of their weapons. Perhaps at this moment before their death, they were still searching for the expected enemy through the scope, but they had no idea that they had been aimed at by the enemy.

There was no charge, no hand-to-hand combat, no intensive strafing, and even no wailing sound. A quiet massacre unfolded in every corner of the city. In the building, there were crowds of people who were frightened by fear and jumped down. Compared to the compatriots in the room, they could live a few seconds to ten seconds longer depending on the height of the floor.

All the victims were killed with one sword, and the wounds were in the throat. Some lucky guys were afraid of death wearing the neck protection recommended by Carmel. They might be able to live a few more seconds, but only a few seconds, because the next time the enemy's sword will pass through the neck protection to kill them. For some people who are not brave enough, it is better to wait for death for a few more seconds than not.

...

Weiren knew nothing about electricity. Although Tian Jun had "popularized" a lot of science for him in this regard, such as how high the general voltage is, metals can conduct electricity, and tripping, these concepts were all seen in the fog. The only thing he knew was that the transmission of electricity requires wires. As long as the wires are destroyed, it is equivalent to destroying electricity. The thicker the wires are, the more important it is, and the location where the wires meet is even more so.

It's enough to know this about his mission!

He ordered more than a dozen centurions to use the Eye of Space to specifically follow the wire without touching the outside world - he already understood ignorantly that there is "danger" to use magic in the open-air bad environment, and in closed environments, such as circuits and pipes, it can ensure a large degree of safety. At the beginning, these centurions did not understand the concept of destruction very much, and some people tried to use iron swords to cut - but those who tried to do so quickly suffered the consequences. When their swords touched the line, the centurions who maintained the hand of Space were all electric like ghosts on their bodies, and even if they were cut, they could not cause harm to some important circuits.

Villen soon found the right way - fire. During the last war, Villen knew that in this world, the "cars" were filled with a kind of oil that was very easy to catch fire. All he had to do was sprinkle the oil where he needed to light, and then gently press the lighter - this was very efficient. The fire not only burned the circuit, but also caused fire and chaos.

Due to his successful experience, all the ten thousand men have begun to imitate his approach. When the ten thousand men made a decision to launch a scheduled second wave of "harvest", the entire city's power system was completely paralyzed.

Then now, it's time to harvest.

After all the centurions teleported into this apartment, except for leaving a few people to serve as necessary warnings, all the other centurions began to participate in the "harvest" operation of the large army according to the plan before the war, and regarded the centurions and spellcasters as the main force of combat. This was the first time in the history of the empire's war, but the effect of this was undoubtedly obvious. Faced with the irresistible magical power, the order of the defenders was quickly collapsed, and their soldiers began to fear. These soldiers were holding weapons that fired metal projectiles and shot blindly everywhere, and the offense and defense had begun to reverse.

On the street, a large number of people were driven away by death and blood like headless flies, gathered together unconsciously. Behind them, under unified command, the casters consciously used this area as the boundary and gradually formed a huge encirclement circle. At the boundary of this encirclement, there were dense black dots composed of the Eye of Space, the Eye of Death, inside the encirclement were military and civilians who escaped from countless buildings. They panicked, rolled and crawled, screamed, confused, and feared with the crowd, unconsciously towards the center of the encirclement, the largest open space gathered - that was Central Park in New York.

The original plan of the US side's "fortress defense" has completely gone bankrupt. All the troops that can be mobilized on the periphery, no matter what kind, are moved towards the encirclement under the urging of the president every few seconds. However, the role of these attempts is very limited. The invaders have cut the reinforcements and the surrounded people. In the southern area, several bridges and subways connected to the two sides of the strait are now controlled by the invaders. Anyone or vehicle intends to enter will be silently slaughtered. According to the Carmel military's suggestion, this magic has almost no way to guard against except for super-large-scale attack methods, because their space eye is usually suspended over the city from 5 to 10 meters, and it will only dive down during combat. Just like a cavalry charge, it uses the space hand to complete the harvest. After completion, it will return to its original position. At this distance, the probability of the firearm hitting is almost 0.

The only thing that may interfere are flash bombs and flamethrowers, but the former only plays a hysteresis, and it is effective for both parties. The latter may be effective for the first time, but the second time...

In Central Park, more and more people were driven, and the density of people was getting higher and higher. The high-speed reconnaissance planes that flew over the sky at all times could even capture the desperate faces of these people. Conservatively estimated that the number of people who were "driven away" has exceeded 800,000. Moreover, with the battle, the sun was setting west and it was almost the night. If there was no way to break this deadlock in a short time, humans might face the largest humanitarian disaster since World War II tonight.

...

Mr. President is facing the most difficult choice in American history. Li Litian from Carmel stood opposite him, waiting for his response silently. In front of the TV, all American people are also waiting for their president to respond. Those who are about to enter hell are also waiting for a response - their hopes have not been completely cut off. Most communication towers have separate battery storage systems, which can maintain the power of the communication tower for about 48 hours after the power is cut off. People can learn about the frontline actions of the government through their mobile phones.

It has to be said that this is the most cruel part of the normal war - the people who are about to be massacred are waiting for a hope, and this hope does not exist in the eyes of the President, in the eyes of the Cames, in the eyes of the US side. Li Litian stood here just to suggest that if he needs to do anything, it would be better to take advantage of the situation early, because after the massacre is completed, these people may leave at any time, and no matter whether it is poison gas, nuclear bombs, or crew bombing, it is impossible to achieve ideal results.

"We have sent a magic team to the encirclement, but the scale cannot be compared. There are only a few hundred people. When necessary, they can only assist," Li Litian's tone was calm, as if he was stating a fact that had nothing to do with him. "No matter what your country's decision is, this army will do its best to cooperate."

Because of the pain, the muscles on Mr. President's face kept twitching, 800,000 people! Every time this number appears in his mind, he feels dizzy and black. In fact, he should feel glad that if there had not been a strategic evacuation nationwide before and diluted the population of large cities to small cities and villages, this number would probably have been several times higher.

Although using weapons of mass destruction can certainly die together, this means that the credit of the US government has been destroyed - the sacrifice of a total of 800,000 people, he could not imagine how questioned and accused the government would be. Perhaps after this decision, he would consciously resign and give way.

But if you do nothing, it is no different from dying together - you can watch 800,000 people die at the hands of the enemy, and it is in the center of the most prosperous city in the United States...

"How is the situation of the reinforcements..." The President felt that this was like he was picking out of his throat, and every syllable he said made him disgusted.

He knew it was nonsense, but it was the only thing he could say.

"As soon as the helicopter rapid response troops crossed the border, the group crashed, with more casualties..." The staff's words were not much better than him, and each word was as heavy as a eulogy. "Our missiles hit several buildings they concentrated in, causing certain casualties, but they did not help. Their reinforcements were very fast, and some may have been hidden underground... Some backup diesel generators allowed the monitoring networks in individual areas to be restored. According to the results of AI analysis, the density of the Eye of Space has been increasing... Laser weapons... Because of the huge power, they cannot be restored to this day."

"What about the military's advice?"

"Military suggestion..." The voice of the staff suddenly turned into a mosquito, "Give up."

With a "dong!", the President punched the desk, and the messy report documents on the table were flying like snowflakes and scattered all over the floor.

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