OBS Chapter 242
Chapter 242
Chapter 237: War, Guardianship and Killing Together
Below the battle line, these Buddhist practitioners exude golden light, releasing the Buddhist scriptures they have been practicing, trying to stop the flood of bullets pouring down from the top of their heads.
It is a pity that the Buddhist scriptures they have always believed in are nothing more than genetic cultivation methods in disguise. It is impossible for them to become impenetrable golden arhats, and it is impossible for them to survive the torrent of bullets.
The body of the Buddhist cultivator was pierced by bullets, the Buddhist clothes were torn apart by bullets, and even the Buddhist scriptures in their hands were crushed into powder.
This line of defense was instantly dyed red with blood, witnessing a mass killing that was forced to be helpless, but the soldiers had no choice.
We can remain tolerant to you, but we will never tolerate you to trample on our bottom line!
Countless Buddhist practitioners died instantly, and their bodies were beaten into blood clots, but this still couldn’t stop the other Buddhist practitioners who were still surging behind.
There are 300,000 Buddhist cultivators gathered here. If they were scattered, it would be enough to cover a ten-kilometer plain, and within a minute, their mighty crowds would be wiped out by one-tenth.
In just one minute, all 30,000 Buddhist cultivators died!
The gunfire stopped abruptly, and the school officers put down the hot and red God-killing Gatling, hissing and roaring: “Everyone is going back, and it is forbidden to get close to the battle line!”
The Buddhist cultivators looked at the corpse mountains and blood of their companions.
“They want to kill our companions, kill our Buddha!”
“Everyone rush, avenge our companions!”
The overwhelming buddhist practitioners were completely angry. They took the trunks, stones, and everything around them that could be used as weapons. They gathered again into a wave, stepped on a thick layer of the corpses of their companions, and rushed towards the line of defense again.
The old monks who rushed to see this scene were heartbroken. They couldn’t care about anything anymore. They ran forward and kept shouting: “Don’t charge anymore, you are all going back to death!”
It is a pity that the Buddhist practitioners who were very obedient to these old monks in the past are like beasts without ears at this moment, and the old monks who do their best to dissuade them are charging toward the front.
The old monks watched the muzzle restarted on the front, all kneeling on the ground in despair, holding the mud in both hands and shouting: “Warriors of the Kyushu Kingdom, please stop the killing. Look at this mud. We are all stepping on it. Relatives on the same land, don’t kill them…”
Before the old monks left, the Buddhist monks found them and asked them to bring back the 300,000 Buddhist practitioners near the Fifth Front, so they rushed here with all their energies, unexpectedly witnessing human tragedies as soon as they arrived.
“Why, why?” The old monks cried: “Why we have come to bring back this group of ignorant juniors, but you still want to kill them, they are still a group of ignorant children.”
This group of old monks are all out-and-out Buddhist cultivators, and they always have compassion in their hearts. Although Buddhism always treats them as if they are nourishing, they still act as kind monks in major cities and villages.
Only today, these highly respected old monks have all suffered unparalleled spiritual damage. They are obsessed with the muzzle on the front, watching the Kyushu soldiers turn on the gun insurance again, and watching the school officers red again. He waved his hands to give orders, and finally fell helplessly to the ground, staring at the sky blankly.
“Buddha…what the hell is going on in this world.” The old monks muttered like a dream, completely lost.
Bang bang bang…
The next moment, deafening gunfire sounded, the flames spread over half of the sky, and the muzzle on the front spurted out tongues of fire again.
The bullets in the sky washed the world again, frantically torn apart the Buddhist practitioners rushing in the forefront, knocking their bodies to pieces in an instant.
The smell of blood is so strong that the air is light red.
The earth has been irrigated with blood and turned dark red.
The old monks were lying on the ground and could feel the trembling of the ground. It was one body after another falling to the ground, and they closed their eyes in despair.
Pale red tears secreted from the corners of their eyes, flowing through their vicissitudes of life, dripping into the soil.
These old monks who had been good people for half their lives were finally dead.
Buddhism nowadays does not need compassion. What it needs is people who do their best or even devote their lives to the Buddha. Therefore, Buddhism has ignored the old monks from the beginning, but when these old monks continue to draw young Buddhist practitioners to believe in compassion At that time, they finally couldn’t help but start their hands.
Killing a group of people, rather than destroying their bodies, killing their souls can really kill them.
“Buddha… compassion is really… wrong?”
The tongue of fire on the front is still spraying, as long as these Buddhist practitioners don’t stop charging, the killing will not stop.
Even the South Asian theater command post sent an order: “The shooting has been fired, then continue to the end. No one is allowed to try to provoke the theater’s attention to the defense line!”
With the preparation order of the South Asian Theater, the school officers on the Fifth Front no longer worry about being dealt with by the military law afterwards. They have only one belief in their hearts at this moment.
That is, resolutely guard the integrity of the front!
The corpses of the Buddhist practitioners had already piled up a thick layer of flesh under the battle line, but this did not make them fearful, but instead plunged them into a more complete madness.
All the Buddhist cultivators seem to be no longer themselves, and no longer care about their own life and death, all are charging with the wave, where the people in front are constantly being beaten into blood clots by bullets, they are also stepping on the blood clots.
“Become a Buddha…become a Buddha…become a Buddha.”
The buddha cultivators stared at the entrance of the battle line, murmured their desire to become a Buddha.
The war continued, and the soldiers began to replace their gun barrels in turn. Their guns had been scrapped due to long hours of work, and many of the gun barrels were directly broken.
Fire round after round, charge again and again, higher and higher corpses…
It wasn’t until sunset and dusk when the last Buddhist practitioner died on the assault road that the soldiers threw down the hot firearms in their hands.
The soldiers’ eyes were hesitating and their expressions were in a trance. Fortunately, the school officers around who had been holding on to the spirit ran in time and slapped their foreheads and shouted: “What do you want to do, war is like this, you have to protect The things you want to protect, and kill all the enemies that watch him!”
The soldiers eased their spirits, and many people walked out of the defense in silence, drove the battlefield sweeping military vehicles, and began to clean up this endless hell on earth.
The chariot sweeper started, and huge suction was released from the front of the car, constantly absorbing the corpses and flesh and blood all over the floor, and soon the storage box was completely filled.
The vulture flew in the dark and low altitude, then landed on the corpse, and began to eat flesh and blood without anyone else.
When the soldiers cleaned the battlefield, they would kill these vultures casually. Even though the enemies who were watching the frontline were dead, they still couldn’t bear to let the vultures eat these dead Buddhist cultivators.