《Building An Army In Another World With My Smartphone》Chapter 14
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Wave five had five thousand monsters. This time, large bird like monsters, with one giant claw, dropped rocks onto our base. We were safe as long as we shot them down before they were over the base.
Our walls suffered quite a bit of damage from the charging boars, and the metal gate had a dent, but I repaired them and improved them.
On day six, I created ten FLaK 88, operated by fifty units, to protect our skies. They proved to be very effective, though sometimes the large birds dropped their rocks before being shot down.
At level 18, I had about one thousand eight hundred unused units. Currently, we have enough to defend our one base; however, when we do expand, they would come to good use.
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It was the seventh day, the final day.
The espionage unit managed to make contact with the chosen Lord. I spoke through the unit and managed to come to a deal. We would provide supplies and reinforcements as long as he pledged allegiance to me and cut off all ties with the Empire. We were in the process of drawing up a contract.
I created another twenty Huey helicopters and sent those along with a Chinook carrying tonnes of supplies and a mixed group of units, mainly combat units.
When our convoy of supplies and troops arrived. The food and water were handed out to the people, and the units set up defensive positions. I had the units use human faces so that the people would not be scared of them.
I learnt that whilst I had to fight against seven thousand, the Lord's army so far only had to fight a thousand at most. I might have a clue about the ones pulling the strings behind our absurd number of monsters.
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But anyways, the Lord thanked us profusely. I should remember his name instead of calling him the Lord; I think it was Howdart or something.
Wave seven was the hardest. Several new monsters emerged: a giant grasshopper that nearly managed to jump over the wall, pterodactyl-like monsters would swoop in and grab units with their mouths or claws. And then there was our good friend, the giant minotaur, and his new group of minotaur friends.
We learnt that the now enormous giant was a higher minotaur species called Minotaur King. They have much higher intelligence and strength to lead their army. Typically a Minotaur King army would be leading an army in the thousands, but it would seem that this one was in the middle of building his army when we intervened during our hostage rescue op.
All the minotaurs were highly aggressive, and it would seem that the power of the Blood moon also made them taller and more muscular than before.
At first, the minotaurs threw large bits of rocks; then, trees were pulled off the ground and then thrown at the wall.
For the first time, we had a hole in the wall. Thankfully it was nowhere near the houses, and only a couple of units were destroyed. The monsters began to all focus on that gap between our walls. But with our large amount of heavy firing, we obliterated them.
The M40 rifles, and anti-tank mines, were the most effective weapons against the minotaurs and their durable body.
The Minotaur King took down dozens of units before it had its feet blown off by explosives. Then a single round from the M40 RCL went through its eyes and exploded its skull.
We managed to survive the whole apocalypse; my level was now 20, and there was something else, I could now make arms made before 1980.
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8 1938A Nerd's Wet Dream Come True (Tossing an OC into Marvel)
John was an average man. At least that's what he tells himself at night. He lived in a rented apartment in the decent district, a well-paying job, and more student debt than he cared to think about being steadily paid off. Yet he was absolutely miserable. He spent his days living like a zombie, a slave in all but name to corporate. His only joy these days it seems was reading comics and writing fanfics. SI ones. Choke full of power fantasies and large harems. Yeah, even he had to admit he was a loser. His only redeeming feature seemed to be his photographic memory and the library's worth of comics and books he has read. Yet, when fate took pity on him and had John transported into the Marvel Universe, he was only all too happy to oblige. A second chance to make something of himself. Is he going to finally have the comfortable life he wanted? Will he laze away relying on his past life's knowledge or does he want more this time? Will his ambition and hard work lead to sweet fruits, or will it rot away in the darkness hiding beneath the colorful costumes of the hero's society? Now with crossovers! Be warned if you don't like to see OCs messing up the timeline or DC and other stuff showing up. I swear I'm not randomly adding stuff and there is a legitimate (as far as comic books and fanfics can be) plot reason why. (I'll be honest, I don't know "cannon" marvel really... I watched some movies and animated series as a kid, but I haven't picked up a comic in years. This is just some light-hearted and casual writing for fun. If there are any errors or something you think would be cool please let me know.) I'm also trying to have multiple main characters so that might be jarring for some people while I switch perspective. Sorry in advance, I'm new at this and idk what I'm doing, advice and feedback gladly welcomed!
8 157With this hand, I shall crush the Heavens
[ 我用這只手抓住天堂的陰莖 ] These hands with which I intend to grasp! Daring to tear down heavens will! Nothing can stop my ascent! Story by: Golden Centipede Translated by: Venerable Autist© https://imgur.com/jAaJdj8 Don't come in with any expectations or you will be disappointed.
8 206Selfishness can be so rewarding
His father once told him "Son,men who do good things get good things." Since that day Nox Michael became the most selfish person in the world.Helping people,volunteering,recycling and everything he could do to get good karma.All to get what he wanted. So when he died saving someone he thought he would go straight to heaven.What happened was so much better. Becoming an overpowered being and going to another dimension that is basically a xianxia. "This is awesome!Normally the objective is to become the strongest,get revenge,get a harem and enjoy life.I'm already the best and nobody killed my family sooooo all I need is my harem then I can enjoy life by wrecking the bad guys and messing with people.Being selfish is the best thing ever!"
8 192To Walk The Mist
(Excerpt: "Ya! Old pervert! I heard you have a disciple. Which training ground did you send him to?" "it's definitely a ground... An execution ground!" "Old pervert. Your disciple is about to break through? what kind of pill do you want me to concoct for him?" "A good pill! His tribulation lightning, If possible, let's make it stay a few more days." "Old pervert, your disciple needs more tribulation lightning?" "Don't bother! Tribulation lightning refuses to descend, no matter what unheavenly act we commit! Say, old Iba! I heard you got some demon fire, lend it to me to test it on him. If it's original, I'll return it.") Ed is not from this world. Last he remembered, he had been on a quest to save someone's life, a debt he must repay. But he was deceived. stuck in a place called the mist, a bridge between worlds, time and space itself, a place gods would not go, he must not only find his way home, he must find out who he is, that the entire universe aims to kill him. With past lives to uncover and companions that should not walk any world. Will he lose himself to the mist or become what he has forgotten? both roads lead to doom, but whose?
8 221Airplane. ls
a story in which harry is taking an 11 hour flight, and louis is a flight attendant.short story.(Completed.)Copyright © 2015 mysecretjournal ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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