War, just two simple words, but it contains so much content.

In ancient times, war was a national movement. From kings and generals to toddlers, everyone would be affected by war, and basically no one was unaffected.

Before the army moves, food and supplies must go ahead. These eight simple words describe the direct influencing factor of war - food.

In modern times, wars are no longer the simple confrontation between two soldiers as in the past. You press the F key, then watch the soldiers A over and hack at each other, easily deciding the outcome.

"War is multifaceted and three-dimensional. It covers logistics, industry, transportation, economy, energy, weapons, technology, culture, information, military, diplomacy, policy, population ratio, newborns and aging..."

MacArthur pointed at the screen, his eyes bright.

He is an ordinary person, without the exaggerated bloodline of the so-called mixed-race, and without such buggy methods as natural evolution and mirror pupils.

But war is not something that can be decided by just a few people.

Heroism is prevalent in Hollywood blockbusters, but is it really possible for a few heroes or a few teams to change the course of a war?
Marvel's Chitauri were easily destroyed by the Avengers, but how could this actually happen?

A group of races that can travel on interstellar routes and whose warships can warp through wormholes were destroyed by Iron Man's artillery.

Don't joke. The outbreak of war is merciless and has no bottom line. It can lead to cruel and even genocidal acts.

Beheading, espionage, firing at ordinary people, poison, gas bombs, genetic viruses, etc., when human bottom line breaks through the constraints of morality, the devil has no choice but to admit defeat.

Today, we are in the era of information warfare.

Everyone's weapons are no longer the so-called face-to-face confrontation, but beyond-visual-range attacks. They rely on the satellite system in the sky to locate each other across thousands of miles, and then directly kill the enemy, and even snipe hostile targets across the continent!
Single shot, with a telescope (satellite), it is a sniper.

Although it has a missile model, there is nothing wrong with calling it a sniper rifle.

The range of the weapon exceeds visual range, and the change in combat methods caused by the so-called distance is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Just like many people now believe that the way of war is to use the air force, army, and navy to push forward in one go, and everyone is competing in the difference in military numbers. However, in fact, the real war has already begun when the financial crisis broke out.

The climax was reached when America cut off the doomsday faction in the Arctic Circle from obtaining supplies, banned all cargo ships on the waterway, and put everything under armed control.

"Elemental stripping has begun to take effect. It has begun to cut off their communication systems and launch interference alchemical missiles."

"Air strike, mobilize ground proximity devices, and conduct targeted cutting of the target area."

"Start the missile bombardment and give me 24 hours of uninterrupted catharsis on this land!"

One order after another was issued to assist Norma in mobilizing the 280,000-strong military force of the Arctic Doomsday Faction.

They continue to be parts of the machine, and each person's actions are the operation of a department or a system.

The actual effect in the Arctic Circle, through satellite, will let everyone, hybrid or otherwise, who sees the war here know the answer.

"It's time to declare it over." Lilith took off her white silk gloves with gold patterns, and the golden pupils in her eyes went out.

Maybe the doomsday faction has many trump cards, but America's mushroom is already in flight. In just three minutes and twenty-four seconds, the mushroom cloud of the nuclear bomb will rise here.

"A bunch of old antiques who deserve to be swept into the trash." Lilith said, and then began to think about the dilemma she was facing.

Although America used this war to divert some of its internal conflicts, there was still a huge class struggle.

Especially the Middle East issues caused by oil, this vortex is really a quagmire that one has to jump into.

Industrial blood, even hybrids have to admit that they cannot lose this part.

The fight between the North American mixed-race family alliance and the European mixed-race family alliance was just short of a complete breakdown and a thorough fight in the Middle East.

"It's difficult." Lilith rubbed her forehead and leaned back in her chair, with possibilities popping up in her mind one after another.

Inside Nibelungen, Lu Lincheng put his hands in his pockets and looked at the results discussed by the committee members.

"We can offset the explosion through the internal rules of Nibelungen, resist and wipe out the invaders." Lu Lincheng smiled.

What genius came up with this plan?

Do you think that the so-called war is that the enemy sends a team into Nibelungen to fight with your cyborgs and immortals?

It has been several years, and people still believe that fighting generals and duels can decide everything, and the victory or defeat will not change their status.

"Hahaha, what a bunch of old-timers." It is because of these old-timers that I have to carry out such a plan!

How can I implement my great plan by being with you guys with brain palsy?

"However, I have already prepared an escape route." Lu Lincheng thought of this and left quickly.

Walking through the smoke and fireworks, Lu Lincheng felt a rare sense of familiarity.

This feeling was exactly what he felt after leaving the Nibelung and entering modern society, the power from the steel and fire of mankind.

Tough, powerful, and strong.

After a while, Lu Lincheng stopped.

"Let's go."

In front of Lu Lincheng, Qiao Weini nodded.

"Go find our 'son'. Now we are free."

Listening to Lu Lincheng's words, Qiao Weini stopped and said, "So, where is the principal?"

"Kassel College, Doomsday Faction, we don't have to carry out the principal's plan." Lu Lincheng said calmly.

Qiao Wenni clenched his fists. This... is really great!
"Let's go. I don't know how Mingfei is doing now."

"I'm scared." Giovanni reached out and wiped her eyelids, her fingers wet.

Qiao Weini knew very well how Lu Mingfei lived and what kind of person he would become when he was placed in his uncle and aunt's home.

Not only her, Lu Lincheng is the same.

They are not stupid.

Lu Mingfei's uncle and aunt's exclusion was inevitable, and for a child, this inevitability would become an incurable scar in his childhood.

Maybe it is nothing for two people who have already struggled in the society, been beaten by wind and rain again and again, and have a big heart.

Being scolded, being ordered around, yelled at from time to time... In the adult world, we have long been accustomed to this kind of unfair treatment.

But Lu Mingfei couldn't possibly realize this. When he saw the difference in treatment between himself and the fat boy Lu Mingze, he would not talk about these reasons, but would think about them and keep them in mind.

"Break its wings, grind its claws, break its bones, tear its heart apart with an invisible knife, and strangle the dragon's mind." Lu Lincheng understood what Qiao Weini meant.

“Fortunately, we are now able to make changes.”

Giovanni nodded.

The two of them left quickly and headed for the escape route prepared by Lu Lincheng.

This was the second passage originally prepared for Lu Mingfei to enter the Nibelungen. In case the committee decides that entry is not allowed, Lu Mingfei will enter from the original gate and go through this gate.

It is one of the backup plans prepared by Lu Lincheng and Angers.

Angers, Lulincheng, and Giovanni have prepared dozens of such back-up plans in Nibelungen. (End of this chapter)