My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Throughout the war history records on the entire earth, there is no description on any page, and there is such an exaggeration as the wasteland is now.

This is a battle involving more than seven billion creatures.

In a sense, this is also the war in which humans can gather and participate in the largest number of creatures in the wasteland from now to the future!

After this battle, no matter who wins or loses, the next battle will not be as terrifying as it is now.

At eight o'clock, today's tsunami time was no longer delayed by another half an hour, as it was a few days ago, but remained stable for an hour and a half, and calm for an hour and a half.

Under such conditions, it also created...

When the tsunami calmed down, the aliens and the humans "scuffled" together like crazy.

When the tsunami fluctuated, humans and aliens seemed to have made an agreement, and when the waves fluctuated up and down, they looked at each other to recover their physical strength.

Starting at eight o'clock and continuing until one o'clock in the afternoon.

When the rest time came again, all the humans on the ocean breathed a sigh of relief and began to quickly lie down on the deck, eating dry food while recovering their strength.

But unlike what was expected, after waiting for half an hour after the break, those fleeing and surrendering factions in the human chat were stunned to discover...

My own allies are missing!

Even under such shielding conditions, their world chat swipe speed is the same as usual, and they can all watch it!

Such a change made them think that they were from these factions, changed their minds, and joined the main battle faction.

But what they don't know is...

"Dragon Institute, among the number of battles currently gathered, we humans are still extremely tenacious. The current casualty rate in the two waves of battles has remained at around 13%!"

"And on the alien side, the casualty rate has reached more than 4%!"

"According to this curve, by the end of the night, we only need to pay about 25% of the casualty rate to repel the most ferocious attack of the alien race!"

The strength of an individual is not worth mentioning in the face of this battle of billions of creatures.

Even these top official shelters are like a drop in the ocean. After the battle begins, they are drowned in the sea of ​​information.

At this stage, all they can do is collect data, coordinate emergencies in the war zone, and remind nearby fleets.

"13%...Which area is currently losing the most!"

Hearing the statistician's report, Long Anguo's expression froze, and he asked sharply.

If you only look at this number, this loss is not much. In the first two waves of the most ferocious battles, it is very good that humans can maintain this data.

But if you look at the current base, it is terrifying...

Five hundred and fifty million!

In just two hours, more than 500 million human beings have completely fallen in this battle.

Whether their original intention was to fight, flee, or surrender, it cannot change the fact that they have sacrificed.

In the next day, mankind will lose the same number again, and finally reach a total of 1.3 billion battle losses, which will bring the battle to an end today.

Unlike the 45% predicted earlier, this number is nearly half smaller.

But after making Long Anguo stand up and finish speaking, his body was still shaking involuntarily.

"The area with the greatest losses... Seventh War Area..., according to the news from the Sword of Dawn, there are too many alien races in their area that will release spells, which has caused our people to have close to 20% of them before they touch them. Huge casualties, and they are very smart, they are only hanging in the distance and never come up directly to confront them, under such guerrilla warfare, the losses we can cause to them are also very limited.”

"At present, the Sword of Dawn has made corresponding adjustments and chose to spread out the large troops to reduce losses. It is expected that in the next two rounds of attacks, the losses can be reduced by more than 50%. As for killing the enemy... it should be nothing. Hope, we need people from other regions to support us!"

Long Anguo's sudden burst of momentum was too strong, coupled with the horror of battle damage, the reporter shivered a little.

But the people who can appear here are all people with excellent qualities on Earth before. After a little bit of relief from the inner unease, the reporter immediately returned to normal.

"Support? Now every war zone is too busy to take care of themselves, where can anyone give them support!"

"What about the fifth war zone, don't the polar bears have some firepower weapons? How about now!"

The reporter looked at the data: "The loss of the fifth theater is indeed much lower than that of other theaters, currently only 6%, and the people they brought with polar bears attracted most of the firepower in this theater, and gave a good package to the peripheral personnel. Taking the opportunity, in the second back-and-forth battle, the aliens lost nearly 5% of the personnel under our cooperation, which can be described as heavy casualties.”

"Accordingly speaking, they are in the center of the entire war zone, and they would have been surrounded by surrounding war zones, but because of the strong massacre in the three war zones, their pressure was greatly reduced, and they found this good opportunity."

This time, it was Long Anguo's turn to be shocked: "What, the powerful massacre in the Third War Zone?"

In the ocean attack plan formulated before, the five theaters are the most dangerous places in the entire ocean.

Once the official sanctuary sitting here has no absolute strength, it is easy to be double-teamed by aliens from the five war zones 2, 3, 4, 6, and 7.

Moreover, because the 3rd War Zone does not have a large shelter, for the 5th War Zone, the threat from here is the greatest.

At that time, as a polar bear sanctuary that was not the strongest in combat power among all the sanctuaries, but had the craziest fighting consciousness, they won this position with due diligence.

For this decision, although everyone did not say it, they were still very worried in their hearts.

But now, listening to the reporter's eloquent words, Long Anguo suddenly felt a sense of alienation.

"Yes, Longsuo, the current battle losses in the third war zone are lower than the fifth war zone, even lower than the 11th war zone and the 12th war zone in the shallow sea area. Their current casualty rate is only about 2%, but the kills have reached all The highest 6% in the war zone, because of their furious attack, the pressure on the 5 war zone is greatly reduced, don't worry about being attacked by the enemy"

"And because of the strength of the 3rd theater, the enemies of the 2nd and 6th theaters have already been attracted, and the casualty rate of these two theaters is also dropping rapidly!"

After speaking, the reporter took out a few sheets of white paper recording the battle situation in the three war zones directly from the thick pile of data.

And as Long Anguo took over the data, just after scanning for more than ten seconds, a familiar but unfamiliar name broke into his mind.

"it is good!"

"OK!"

"I didn't expect this tundra refuge to have such strength. I ordered to let us in the No. 2 and No. 6 theaters try to delay the time for the support of foreign races and create fighting opportunities for them!"

As soon as he patted the table, Long Anguo, who was dizzy and dizzy at first, was suddenly excited.

Whether every war can be won or not depends on the frontal battlefield, the battles that are on the bright side.

Especially in a battle where the weak beat the strong.

For the current human beings, there must be a miracle to turn into a prairie fire, and the entire wasteland ocean "burns".

And now, as Long Anguo, who has truly learned complete knowledge and has an unparalleled sense of war, he knows:

Theater No. 3 has the potential to become this blazing prairie fire!

All you need is a handful of firewood, or just a touch of...

East wind!

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"Lu Suo, these alien races have already surrounded us. If we are in a stalemate with them, we are equivalent to slow death. Why don't we charge now!"

"Yes, Lu Suo, we have heavy weapons. These alien races can't stop our charge at all. As we wait for more and more alien races, we have no support. This is the way to die!"

"Lu Suo, you are waiting again, but this wave of waiting is meaningless!"

"Lu Suo, think twice..."

On the Tundra, the captains of every large ship stood on the deck, exchanging binoculars to check the battle situation in the distance.

With the convenience of game chat, even if they are here, they can quickly send instructions through contact, so as to achieve a series of tactics of attacking, retreating, and encircling.

With the exchange of telescopes, almost every captain will issue the same dissuasion after watching it.

From their point of view, Lu Yongyi asked everyone to wait when the aliens had suffered two losses and were only surrounded and unable to play.

The aliens will line up to rest, waiting for their friendly support, and you will learn to rest as well.

Isn't this the old birthday star who eats arsenic and is tired of living a crooked life?

There are heavy firepower weapons, and with the number of 50,000 aliens currently surrounding the tundra fleet, it can't stop the fleet that wants to charge.

It only takes a wave of shocks, and this encirclement will be self-defeating.

Although on the way, due to the speed mismatch between large and small boats and rafts, it is likely to cause some unnecessary casualties, but it is better than being surrounded by others!

However, as the captain of the fleet, at this moment, Lu Yongyi suddenly...

Angry!

"Come on with the hammer, you're rested, you're full, you're safe on the boat during the war, don't you look at what our brothers below are doing?"

"Zhang Long, now you pick up the binoculars for me and take a good look, and give me a good calculation. How many of these people on the raft will survive?"

"Let me do the math again. After we rush out, if the aliens catch up, what price will we have to pay to win!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Long, who had not spoken at all, suddenly changed his face, and quickly took the binoculars and began to scan.

And this look made his face even more ugly.

Suddenly, he suddenly understood why these alien races were still like wolves in the first wave of battles.

In the second wave of battle, it became so passive, just feinting, hanging nearby with heavy thunder and little rain.

"If we rush now, although we will definitely be able to get out with a big boat, the raft behind the 300,000 people will not survive even half of them."

"And the most important thing is that we will lose the positions and battle lines that were arranged just yesterday."

"The alien race is a conspiracy. They are surrounded now. We will die if we charge. If we stay, we will die slowly. It's really cruel!"

Modern people who have experienced the explosion of information, even if they have not been on the battlefield, can have a certain sense of war after watching TV series and movies for a few years.

This sense of smell sometimes makes modern people follow the command of the predecessors and fight a wave, which is comparable to the war of ancient classic battles.

But sometimes they are clever but are mistaken by cleverness, and they are caught in a doom and gloom.

This battle between humans and aliens is not a simulation game. It is not a battle where you can see the result by looking at the data panel after issuing an order.

After the first wave of madness from alien races, and the second wave of feinting harassment, in addition to resisting the huge tsunami fluctuations on the sixth day in the middle.

The raft warriors below have already reached the limit of their endurance.

Relying on the title of the ocean, within an hour and a half, they could rest and have the energy to continue resisting the next wave of alien attacks.

But if a counter-charge is launched now, I am afraid that these people will run out of fuel before they have rushed out a few miles, and their combat effectiveness will be reduced by at least 80%.

At this time, the aliens only need to feint and wait for a while, and the battle line built by the tundra fleet in a day will instantly vanish to nothing.

The balance that could have been maintained in the Third War Zone would also be broken in an instant, causing panic.

At that time, those who command this battle will forever be the sinners in the history of human warfare!

But at this time, another problem came!

"Lu Suo, if we don't rush, we are waiting to die here. Now there are only 50,000 aliens. When they gather 200,000, 300,000, which is about the same number as ours."

"Unless our ammunition is infinite, we will definitely not win, and we will end up dead!"

"As for support... Now that all the war zones in the entire ocean are fighting, where will someone come to support us!"

Liu Neng said these words~www.readwn.com~ Everyone else nodded.

But surprisingly, this time, Lu Yongyi didn't refute, instead, there was a look of expectation on his face.

He first nodded, then shook his head.

"Let's wait, it's really like what you said, it's a slow death..."

"But when did I say that we have no support?"

? ? ?

Hearing Lu Yongyi's rhetorical question, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, with a trace of trance and doubt on their faces.

At this time, is there any support?

No way?

Unless Ning invites God Su to us now, otherwise, in this wasteland, who can have the kung fu and strength to support others.

But if you can invite God Su, those of us...

No, our fleet has 350,000 people up and down, is it worthy...

Glancing at the situation where the ship was busy, and there were even many women in battle, all the captains smiled bitterly, but didn't say anything.

Hello Lu Yongyi, this pie is too hard to swallow!

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