The battle is over.
And it ended with a complete victory in the league.
In the square of Fortress Town, the name standing next to the armored vehicle is hard to take off. The visual battlefield guidance system with the tactical eyepiece was turned off, and he took off his helmet and looked around, and suddenly he couldn't help but sigh.
……incredible.
Nirvana, who was standing next to him with a rifle in his arms, glanced at him curiously.
What can't be believed?
There used to be more than 20,000 people living there.The hard-name gaze fell on the amusement equipment on the edge of the square, where there were rusty horizontal bars and slides. It can be seen that the people here had a wonderful time.
Although life on the wasteland is hard, it is not all difficult struggles.
Nobi, who has never spoken, said with a pout.
Oh, there are still millions of people in the small place in my hometown.
It’s hard to choose a name: Tsk, is reality a little comparable to wasteland?
Ji Mie made a joke with a smile.
Haha, should you say that games are a little comparable to reality?
Suddenly I thought of something, and said again with a hard time to take the name.
Speaking of which, according to the reality of this game so far... these more than 20,000 people should have appeared, right?
Nirvana: Maybe, what's wrong?
It's nothing, it's hard to get the name and is silent for a while, but I'm thinking...where are those people going.
……
Fang Chang thought there would be a tough battle after entering the shelter, but he didn't expect that he had just arrived at the door and the opposite side actually threw directly.
I surrender!
Looking at the power armor at the door and the exoskeletons standing behind the power armor, Arzu simply raised his hands without hesitation.
There is no doubt that it was the door opened by the people in the monitoring room.
However, it doesn't matter whether the door is opened or not. No one knows better than the alliance how to pry the door of the shelter. After all, many of those guys are blue gophers.
Ten thousand thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, but he finally raised his hand.
Being captured is not a bad thing.
Anyway, he has a lot of chips left outside, so there is no need to put his body on to make meaningless resistance.
Fang Chang saw the gray robe on this guy and knew that this man must be of good identity. He had a chip in his head, so he took out a medical gun and pointed it at him without saying a word.
This thing has a range of only twenty meters and can fire hemostatic capsule bombs containing nanorobots, or anesthetic bombs with anesthetic alkaloid charges. The official website costs 10,000 silver coins. It is one of the flashy imported equipment imported from Ideal City in the early days of the alliance.
Since players who can afford this thing usually wear armor, and players who do not need treatment generally do not need treatment, the application scenarios of this thing are quite limited and will only be used in small quantities when doing specimen recovery tasks in the Biology Institute.
Unknown to know that this thing was a medical gun, Arzu's face was stunned. He took a step back and subconsciously raised his right hand.
Wait...I've surrendered
Before he could finish his voice, a gunshot was heard, and a hot stream pierced his arm.
Before he could come back to his senses, a sense of sleepiness climbed into his brain and pulled his consciousness into the bottomless quagmire.
You'll sleep for a while.
After looking at the suspected VIP target who was lying on the ground unconscious, Fang Chang continued to look at the staff member who was sitting on the ground and peeing his pants, and said in a quip tone.
If you don't want to be like him, it's best to cooperate with our work.
The staff member nodded nervously.
I, I will definitely cooperate.
Very good, very satisfied with the expression on his face, Fang Chang nodded and continued in a relaxed tone, introducing yourself, the person next to you, and this underground facility.
The man nodded again tremblingly and said stammeringly.
Tomele, my name... This person is Arzu, and he is an apostle of the church, but his identity is higher than that of ordinary apostles.
Fang Chang raised his hand and stopped him.
Can you stand up and talk?I want to listen while walking, instead of waiting at the door.
Without caring about hiding the water stains on the ground and on his pants, the staff hurriedly got up from the ground.
OK, OK...I can take you here, please don't kill me.
Do you think we are the same as you?Of course, whether you can survive in the end depends on the judge's trial and how you perform after your surrender.
After throwing this sentence, Fang Chang reached out and tapped on his helmet and contacted the command center behind him.
This is Fang Chang, and we have successfully suppressed the 182 refuge... This place should have been transformed into a research facility by a torch. We captured a suspected apostle of the torch senior management and a suspected researcher at the door, and no missing residents of Fortress Town were found.
After a brief rustling current, a calm sound came from the communication channel.
The command center received that in two hours, relevant personnel from the scientific research team will arrive at the site for investigation, and save the site and control the relevant personnel as much as possible.
receive.
After closing the communication, Fang Chang noticed that the staff member who was frightened to pee his pants suddenly fell to Arzu's side, and reached out to search under his gray robe.
Hey, what are you doing.
Fang Chang pointed the muzzle of the medical gun at him, but saw the latter find a thumb-sized electronic component from Arzu's body and handed it over with a pleasing smile.
This, this is for you!
This thing looks a bit like a USB drive.
Fang Chang was slightly stunned and reached out to take it from his hand with interest.
What's this?
It is the whole of this No. 182 Research Institute.
Tomiller said quickly.
Information about the Gestalt Project, as well as the relevant research and experimental logs conducted by the institute... Arzu copied everything from the institute on this hard drive and then cleared the original data from the server.
When he said this, he looked carefully at the soldiers in front of him, his voice with a hint of flattery.
Is this... considered a meritorious service?
Amused by his careful look, Fang Chang replied teasingly.
It depends on what we have collected from it to decide. I am not a judge, so I can only give you some evidence.
After a pause, he pointed his gun at the hatch door of the buffer room.
Now, I need you to take me to visit this refuge.
Whether the data stored in the hard drive is valuable depends on the opinions of the professionals in the scientific research team.
However, the alliance is still more reasonable. Generally, the decision makers will be punished with the highest punishment. The executor will be specifically studied which behaviors are subjectively anti-human and which behaviors are constrained.
If it is just a researcher and does not participate in specific decisions, the crime of death will not be caused. At most, it will lose personal freedom and be imprisoned in Shelter No. 79 for the rest of your life.
However, Tomiller misunderstood what he meant and thought that the members of the alliance thought the credit was too small. After all, they could find the hard drive if they searched for it, so he didn't need to hand it in.
Seeing that there was only one chance left, Tomiller hurriedly walked in front of Fang Chang and introduced the No. 182 refuge to him and the other soldiers behind him.
The group had just passed through the buffered hatch door and before they could pass through the shelter square, they saw a large group of researchers rushing up through the corridor.
Before Fang Chang could ask what was going on, they pounced on him with tears and tears, and directly couldn't mess with Fang Chang and the players.
What are you doing?
Looking at the researchers who wanted to hold his thighs, Fang Chang stretched out his hand with a laugh and cry, picking one of the most excited guys up from the ground.
A slightly older researcher grabbed his arm excitedly and said in a trembling voice.
Brothers of the Alliance...you are here!
You... are suffering, Fang Chang coughed gently, hurriedly looked at Tomiller next to him and asked, "What's going on with these people?"
Not daring to hide anything, Tomiller quickly answered truthfully.
They were researchers sent by Charas, from an enterprise called Beidao Heavy Industry. They designed the tanks and anti-tank guns outside.
As soon as he heard this, the older researcher suddenly panicked.
You can't say this randomly. What do we mean by designing it?
Several young researchers next to him also started shouting.
We were not forced by you yet!
that is!Seeing the consequences of the residents of Fortress Town, how dare we say no to you?
Residents of Fortress Town?Fang Chang's heart moved and looked at the young researcher and asked, "Who are still alive?"
The square at the buffer door suddenly became quiet.
All of them, including Tomiller, whether they were researchers who originally belonged to this research facility or those who were tied up by Charas, had their expressions on their faces strange, and they seemed unwilling to mention these details.
Under Fang Chang's questioning, the young researcher finally stammered.
...On the 5th floor of the underground of the shelter, there is a transformed biochemical factory, where the petri dish can transform living people into mutants... I heard that it was the earliest mutant cultivation equipment.
The Adam's apple, who was following Fang Chang, moved by accident and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty.
That is to say...
The researcher looked at Tomiller.
They drove some residents to plant fruits, and some residents transformed them into mutants...
Seeing the players looking at him with bad eyes, Tomiller sweated coldly on his forehead and quickly explained.
I...I am not involved in this matter... This is the project team in charge of Arzu who is engaged in related research, and I am only responsible for the daily operation of this research facility...
What a bunch of beasts.By chance, I couldn't help but curse.
Ignoring Tomiller's explanation, Fang Chang looked at the researchers on Beidao and spoke.
I have a general understanding of the situation, and I will arrange for someone to take you home later.
Looking at the happy faces, he paused and continued.
As for whether you are coerced or joining here for some reason, we will also arrange special personnel to conduct investigations.Please rest assured that we will not wrongly a good person, but we will never let a bad person go. I hope you will understand this.
Hearing this sentence, everyone hurriedly expressed their opinions.
Please rest assured, we will cooperate with the investigation!
Our family can testify for us!
As long as we can get out of this ghost place as soon as possible...it will be fine no matter what!
Fang Chang nodded and arranged for the personnel to register their identities. Then he ordered Tomiller to take his party and continue walking towards the depths of the shelter.
The staff of the scientific research team will take over here, and there is no need for them and players to worry too much.
Before evacuating from here, he wanted to see what kind of hell the 5th floor underground was...
……
The Captain's Office of the Iron Heart.
After several hours of waiting, Chu Guang, who was commanding on the North Line, finally received a good news from the South Line.
In the light blue holographic image, Lao Bai reported to him with an excited expression.
...Dear Mr. Manager, our army has successfully controlled the Death Coast and cleared the mutant nests along the coast and the strategic facilities controlled by the Torch Church!
At present, the enemy's defensive forces have been destroyed by our mechanized forces and air forces, and the remaining enemies are retreating to the heavenly realm that is far away from the coastline.
Not only that, we also established defensive positions and temporary docks at the landing point of the Death Coast, which will soon become a bridgehead for us to transfer military supplies and personnel from the French Fries Port to the frontline!
very good!Chu Guang nodded with praise and looked at Lao Bai standing in the holographic image and continued to say, maintain the current rhythm and continue to expand our advantages on the southern line!Don't give our enemies any chance to counterattack!
Lao Bai said excitedly with his right fist.
yes!
At this stage of the war, everyone saw the dawn of victory.
After the communication was over, Chu Guang stretched out his index finger and turned off the holographic screen, leaning back on the chair.
Looking at Chu Guang who was in a good mood, Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the pen holder, said happily.
Congratulations to the master, the southern line has finally made progress. It will continue to develop according to this momentum. It feels that the war will be over in no time.
Hearing Xiaoqi's voice, Chu Guang smiled faintly, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
I said a long time ago that from the moment the torch stood on the opposite side of the civilized world, their final failure was destined...at most it was when.
Although he was a bit pretentious, there was no suspense about the outcome of this war from the beginning. At most, the question of how to recover was caused to him for a while.
Not only him, but even the college had no good idea. The researcher who was wandering in the swamp even suggested that he burn it with fire at one point.
Even Heya thought that burning was the easiest and most direct way.
However, these seemingly unsolvable problems have been found as his young players become active in the Baiyue Strait and the southern waters.
Although the torch implanted the invading genes held by Qingquan City's mother nest, giving them the ability to swallow other lives, in the end they still couldn't fight the primitive strain's fusion to themselves.
At present, the type B strain has been proven to have an inhibitory effect on the nago strain. Xiaoyu, which fused the type B strain and Shifengshan maternal nest, has obtained the ability to synthesize the type B strain and its ability to inhibit pheromones. It is only a matter of time before the torch is disintegrated.
Now, as the primary contradiction, the torch itself is no longer worth worrying, and how to establish a new post-war order is gradually becoming a more urgent issue that needs to be discussed at the Mustard Community Conference.
Chu Guang could perceive that not only the Willant people who benefited from the Clothy Life Project a long time ago, but even the colleges and even enterprises were interested in the biotechnology mastered by the Torch Church.
If the division of spoils is uneven, it may be a new battle, but if some technology is allowed to spread, it may also cause huge trouble.
He might have to talk to the senior management of the college about this matter.
In addition, it is not just a balance of the order after the war
How to continue to maintain the unity of the sticky community and continue to move forward with the survivor forces that have finally joined forces is also a big challenge for the alliance.
Just as Chu Guang was thinking about how to move the next move, the punishment team of the referee who had retreated from Fortress Town finally retreated into the realm of the Kingdom of Heaven.
The thick grey mist was a natural camouflage, and the nago hyphae that penetrated into the soil was enough to block the pace of the alliance's landing forces' advance.
But the hunter knew very well that this was not foolproof.
Since the Alliance can use artificially improved variant slime molds to erode the realm of heaven on the North Line, there is no reason why it cannot do the same thing on the South Line.
At present, the alliance has established temporary docks on the Hainan line, and soldiers wearing exoskeletons will continue to land in their rear.
There is not much time left for them.
He left his command at the logistics base, and the hunter went to the refuge where the Son was alone, and reported the capture of Arzu's body and the fall of refuge No. 182 to the Son.
After hearing the report from his confidant, the Holy Son, who was sitting on the chair, was silent for a while and spoke slowly.
I understand, you go down first.
The hunter was slightly stunned.
He thought the Holy Son would give him a new task, but he didn't expect that what he waited for in the end was just such a simple sentence.
He didn't get up and left, and couldn't help asking.
You... don't need me to do anything?
He has twenty-two brothers under his command, and he can continue to fight!
Not just him.
It was also the rest of the referee's court, and the Knights who were loyal to the torch... they all had the power to fight!The church just lost a beach, and they haven't given up yet!
However, he felt a hint of giving up in the voice of the Son, as if they were powerless to turn the world back, and no one could save their kingdom of heaven!
He has devoted his life to the ideal of heaven coming to the mortal world, and he cannot accept such an ending no matter what!
Looking at the hunter with flames burning in his eyes, the Holy Son knew what he was thinking, so he said in a gentle tone.
My child, I know you can continue to fight, but at this stage of this war, the winner is no longer a turnaround in the win or loss of one or two battles.
The Kingdom of Heaven in Haiya Province has fatal flaws, which has allowed the remnants of the old era to find a solution... This is indeed our mistake.
Logically speaking, even if they reach the Baiyue Province and find the original strain of Nago, as long as we find a way to repair Nago gene defects in front of them, the cards in their hands can be invalid.Unfortunately, we ended up being one step slower.
Luo Gan, who was conducting experiments in Jinhe City, was actually close to the brink of victory at one point.
However, just before the Kingdom of Heaven completely arrived in Jinhe City, the alliance suddenly interrupted their plan.
To this day he still feels incredible about that thing.
The most aggressive mother nest in the wasteland was above their heads, and those who had not even solved the troubles on their heads had freed up their hands to send reinforcements to those they had never met.
He had to admit that the manager of Sanctuary No. 404 was indeed a visionary leader, at least with much courage than the manager he had ever met.
But then again, if Severn Villad was really that kind of person, shelter No. 117 might not have fallen apart.
Looking at the Holy Son whose thoughts seemed to be floating away, the hunter couldn't help but speak.
Could it be...we just sit still and wait for death?
After restraining his thoughts from floating away, the Holy Son looked at him with interest and spoke.
Why do you think we are sitting and waiting for death?
The hunter said with his head down.
The coalition of the Mustard Community is constantly compressing our living space... If this trend continues to develop, we have no chance of winning.
This is not just his opinion, but many of his soldiers also believe that they are going further and further on a path that is doomed to fail.
Looking at his confidant who was lowering his head, the Holy Son thought for a while and continued.
If you are talking about the kingdom of heaven in Haiya Province, its collapse is indeed difficult to recover, but this does not mean that we have lost.
But if you are talking about our ideals, it is too early to talk about victory and failure now.
The kingdom of heaven in Haiya Province can only be considered a failed attempt, which does not prove that their ideal of ascension to higher forms of life is wrong.
The hunter suddenly raised his head and looked at the Holy Son sitting in front of him with a scorching look. A hint of hope gradually emerged in his eyes.
...You have other trump cards, right?
He just knows!
They don't lose so easily!
Looking at the eyes of the drowning man who saw the life-saving straw, the corner of the Holy Son's mouth couldn't help but smile.
Truck card...
Can that thing be called a trump card?
But that can be considered a helpless retreat... Even before that, he never thought he would use it one day.
His eyes fell on the clock on the wall of the conference room, and at that moment he remembered many, many old people, especially the 117th refuge.
The pioneers have set out.
It's almost time for him to go on the road...
And it ended with a complete victory in the league.
In the square of Fortress Town, the name standing next to the armored vehicle is hard to take off. The visual battlefield guidance system with the tactical eyepiece was turned off, and he took off his helmet and looked around, and suddenly he couldn't help but sigh.
……incredible.
Nirvana, who was standing next to him with a rifle in his arms, glanced at him curiously.
What can't be believed?
There used to be more than 20,000 people living there.The hard-name gaze fell on the amusement equipment on the edge of the square, where there were rusty horizontal bars and slides. It can be seen that the people here had a wonderful time.
Although life on the wasteland is hard, it is not all difficult struggles.
Nobi, who has never spoken, said with a pout.
Oh, there are still millions of people in the small place in my hometown.
It’s hard to choose a name: Tsk, is reality a little comparable to wasteland?
Ji Mie made a joke with a smile.
Haha, should you say that games are a little comparable to reality?
Suddenly I thought of something, and said again with a hard time to take the name.
Speaking of which, according to the reality of this game so far... these more than 20,000 people should have appeared, right?
Nirvana: Maybe, what's wrong?
It's nothing, it's hard to get the name and is silent for a while, but I'm thinking...where are those people going.
……
Fang Chang thought there would be a tough battle after entering the shelter, but he didn't expect that he had just arrived at the door and the opposite side actually threw directly.
I surrender!
Looking at the power armor at the door and the exoskeletons standing behind the power armor, Arzu simply raised his hands without hesitation.
There is no doubt that it was the door opened by the people in the monitoring room.
However, it doesn't matter whether the door is opened or not. No one knows better than the alliance how to pry the door of the shelter. After all, many of those guys are blue gophers.
Ten thousand thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, but he finally raised his hand.
Being captured is not a bad thing.
Anyway, he has a lot of chips left outside, so there is no need to put his body on to make meaningless resistance.
Fang Chang saw the gray robe on this guy and knew that this man must be of good identity. He had a chip in his head, so he took out a medical gun and pointed it at him without saying a word.
This thing has a range of only twenty meters and can fire hemostatic capsule bombs containing nanorobots, or anesthetic bombs with anesthetic alkaloid charges. The official website costs 10,000 silver coins. It is one of the flashy imported equipment imported from Ideal City in the early days of the alliance.
Since players who can afford this thing usually wear armor, and players who do not need treatment generally do not need treatment, the application scenarios of this thing are quite limited and will only be used in small quantities when doing specimen recovery tasks in the Biology Institute.
Unknown to know that this thing was a medical gun, Arzu's face was stunned. He took a step back and subconsciously raised his right hand.
Wait...I've surrendered
Before he could finish his voice, a gunshot was heard, and a hot stream pierced his arm.
Before he could come back to his senses, a sense of sleepiness climbed into his brain and pulled his consciousness into the bottomless quagmire.
You'll sleep for a while.
After looking at the suspected VIP target who was lying on the ground unconscious, Fang Chang continued to look at the staff member who was sitting on the ground and peeing his pants, and said in a quip tone.
If you don't want to be like him, it's best to cooperate with our work.
The staff member nodded nervously.
I, I will definitely cooperate.
Very good, very satisfied with the expression on his face, Fang Chang nodded and continued in a relaxed tone, introducing yourself, the person next to you, and this underground facility.
The man nodded again tremblingly and said stammeringly.
Tomele, my name... This person is Arzu, and he is an apostle of the church, but his identity is higher than that of ordinary apostles.
Fang Chang raised his hand and stopped him.
Can you stand up and talk?I want to listen while walking, instead of waiting at the door.
Without caring about hiding the water stains on the ground and on his pants, the staff hurriedly got up from the ground.
OK, OK...I can take you here, please don't kill me.
Do you think we are the same as you?Of course, whether you can survive in the end depends on the judge's trial and how you perform after your surrender.
After throwing this sentence, Fang Chang reached out and tapped on his helmet and contacted the command center behind him.
This is Fang Chang, and we have successfully suppressed the 182 refuge... This place should have been transformed into a research facility by a torch. We captured a suspected apostle of the torch senior management and a suspected researcher at the door, and no missing residents of Fortress Town were found.
After a brief rustling current, a calm sound came from the communication channel.
The command center received that in two hours, relevant personnel from the scientific research team will arrive at the site for investigation, and save the site and control the relevant personnel as much as possible.
receive.
After closing the communication, Fang Chang noticed that the staff member who was frightened to pee his pants suddenly fell to Arzu's side, and reached out to search under his gray robe.
Hey, what are you doing.
Fang Chang pointed the muzzle of the medical gun at him, but saw the latter find a thumb-sized electronic component from Arzu's body and handed it over with a pleasing smile.
This, this is for you!
This thing looks a bit like a USB drive.
Fang Chang was slightly stunned and reached out to take it from his hand with interest.
What's this?
It is the whole of this No. 182 Research Institute.
Tomiller said quickly.
Information about the Gestalt Project, as well as the relevant research and experimental logs conducted by the institute... Arzu copied everything from the institute on this hard drive and then cleared the original data from the server.
When he said this, he looked carefully at the soldiers in front of him, his voice with a hint of flattery.
Is this... considered a meritorious service?
Amused by his careful look, Fang Chang replied teasingly.
It depends on what we have collected from it to decide. I am not a judge, so I can only give you some evidence.
After a pause, he pointed his gun at the hatch door of the buffer room.
Now, I need you to take me to visit this refuge.
Whether the data stored in the hard drive is valuable depends on the opinions of the professionals in the scientific research team.
However, the alliance is still more reasonable. Generally, the decision makers will be punished with the highest punishment. The executor will be specifically studied which behaviors are subjectively anti-human and which behaviors are constrained.
If it is just a researcher and does not participate in specific decisions, the crime of death will not be caused. At most, it will lose personal freedom and be imprisoned in Shelter No. 79 for the rest of your life.
However, Tomiller misunderstood what he meant and thought that the members of the alliance thought the credit was too small. After all, they could find the hard drive if they searched for it, so he didn't need to hand it in.
Seeing that there was only one chance left, Tomiller hurriedly walked in front of Fang Chang and introduced the No. 182 refuge to him and the other soldiers behind him.
The group had just passed through the buffered hatch door and before they could pass through the shelter square, they saw a large group of researchers rushing up through the corridor.
Before Fang Chang could ask what was going on, they pounced on him with tears and tears, and directly couldn't mess with Fang Chang and the players.
What are you doing?
Looking at the researchers who wanted to hold his thighs, Fang Chang stretched out his hand with a laugh and cry, picking one of the most excited guys up from the ground.
A slightly older researcher grabbed his arm excitedly and said in a trembling voice.
Brothers of the Alliance...you are here!
You... are suffering, Fang Chang coughed gently, hurriedly looked at Tomiller next to him and asked, "What's going on with these people?"
Not daring to hide anything, Tomiller quickly answered truthfully.
They were researchers sent by Charas, from an enterprise called Beidao Heavy Industry. They designed the tanks and anti-tank guns outside.
As soon as he heard this, the older researcher suddenly panicked.
You can't say this randomly. What do we mean by designing it?
Several young researchers next to him also started shouting.
We were not forced by you yet!
that is!Seeing the consequences of the residents of Fortress Town, how dare we say no to you?
Residents of Fortress Town?Fang Chang's heart moved and looked at the young researcher and asked, "Who are still alive?"
The square at the buffer door suddenly became quiet.
All of them, including Tomiller, whether they were researchers who originally belonged to this research facility or those who were tied up by Charas, had their expressions on their faces strange, and they seemed unwilling to mention these details.
Under Fang Chang's questioning, the young researcher finally stammered.
...On the 5th floor of the underground of the shelter, there is a transformed biochemical factory, where the petri dish can transform living people into mutants... I heard that it was the earliest mutant cultivation equipment.
The Adam's apple, who was following Fang Chang, moved by accident and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty.
That is to say...
The researcher looked at Tomiller.
They drove some residents to plant fruits, and some residents transformed them into mutants...
Seeing the players looking at him with bad eyes, Tomiller sweated coldly on his forehead and quickly explained.
I...I am not involved in this matter... This is the project team in charge of Arzu who is engaged in related research, and I am only responsible for the daily operation of this research facility...
What a bunch of beasts.By chance, I couldn't help but curse.
Ignoring Tomiller's explanation, Fang Chang looked at the researchers on Beidao and spoke.
I have a general understanding of the situation, and I will arrange for someone to take you home later.
Looking at the happy faces, he paused and continued.
As for whether you are coerced or joining here for some reason, we will also arrange special personnel to conduct investigations.Please rest assured that we will not wrongly a good person, but we will never let a bad person go. I hope you will understand this.
Hearing this sentence, everyone hurriedly expressed their opinions.
Please rest assured, we will cooperate with the investigation!
Our family can testify for us!
As long as we can get out of this ghost place as soon as possible...it will be fine no matter what!
Fang Chang nodded and arranged for the personnel to register their identities. Then he ordered Tomiller to take his party and continue walking towards the depths of the shelter.
The staff of the scientific research team will take over here, and there is no need for them and players to worry too much.
Before evacuating from here, he wanted to see what kind of hell the 5th floor underground was...
……
The Captain's Office of the Iron Heart.
After several hours of waiting, Chu Guang, who was commanding on the North Line, finally received a good news from the South Line.
In the light blue holographic image, Lao Bai reported to him with an excited expression.
...Dear Mr. Manager, our army has successfully controlled the Death Coast and cleared the mutant nests along the coast and the strategic facilities controlled by the Torch Church!
At present, the enemy's defensive forces have been destroyed by our mechanized forces and air forces, and the remaining enemies are retreating to the heavenly realm that is far away from the coastline.
Not only that, we also established defensive positions and temporary docks at the landing point of the Death Coast, which will soon become a bridgehead for us to transfer military supplies and personnel from the French Fries Port to the frontline!
very good!Chu Guang nodded with praise and looked at Lao Bai standing in the holographic image and continued to say, maintain the current rhythm and continue to expand our advantages on the southern line!Don't give our enemies any chance to counterattack!
Lao Bai said excitedly with his right fist.
yes!
At this stage of the war, everyone saw the dawn of victory.
After the communication was over, Chu Guang stretched out his index finger and turned off the holographic screen, leaning back on the chair.
Looking at Chu Guang who was in a good mood, Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the pen holder, said happily.
Congratulations to the master, the southern line has finally made progress. It will continue to develop according to this momentum. It feels that the war will be over in no time.
Hearing Xiaoqi's voice, Chu Guang smiled faintly, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
I said a long time ago that from the moment the torch stood on the opposite side of the civilized world, their final failure was destined...at most it was when.
Although he was a bit pretentious, there was no suspense about the outcome of this war from the beginning. At most, the question of how to recover was caused to him for a while.
Not only him, but even the college had no good idea. The researcher who was wandering in the swamp even suggested that he burn it with fire at one point.
Even Heya thought that burning was the easiest and most direct way.
However, these seemingly unsolvable problems have been found as his young players become active in the Baiyue Strait and the southern waters.
Although the torch implanted the invading genes held by Qingquan City's mother nest, giving them the ability to swallow other lives, in the end they still couldn't fight the primitive strain's fusion to themselves.
At present, the type B strain has been proven to have an inhibitory effect on the nago strain. Xiaoyu, which fused the type B strain and Shifengshan maternal nest, has obtained the ability to synthesize the type B strain and its ability to inhibit pheromones. It is only a matter of time before the torch is disintegrated.
Now, as the primary contradiction, the torch itself is no longer worth worrying, and how to establish a new post-war order is gradually becoming a more urgent issue that needs to be discussed at the Mustard Community Conference.
Chu Guang could perceive that not only the Willant people who benefited from the Clothy Life Project a long time ago, but even the colleges and even enterprises were interested in the biotechnology mastered by the Torch Church.
If the division of spoils is uneven, it may be a new battle, but if some technology is allowed to spread, it may also cause huge trouble.
He might have to talk to the senior management of the college about this matter.
In addition, it is not just a balance of the order after the war
How to continue to maintain the unity of the sticky community and continue to move forward with the survivor forces that have finally joined forces is also a big challenge for the alliance.
Just as Chu Guang was thinking about how to move the next move, the punishment team of the referee who had retreated from Fortress Town finally retreated into the realm of the Kingdom of Heaven.
The thick grey mist was a natural camouflage, and the nago hyphae that penetrated into the soil was enough to block the pace of the alliance's landing forces' advance.
But the hunter knew very well that this was not foolproof.
Since the Alliance can use artificially improved variant slime molds to erode the realm of heaven on the North Line, there is no reason why it cannot do the same thing on the South Line.
At present, the alliance has established temporary docks on the Hainan line, and soldiers wearing exoskeletons will continue to land in their rear.
There is not much time left for them.
He left his command at the logistics base, and the hunter went to the refuge where the Son was alone, and reported the capture of Arzu's body and the fall of refuge No. 182 to the Son.
After hearing the report from his confidant, the Holy Son, who was sitting on the chair, was silent for a while and spoke slowly.
I understand, you go down first.
The hunter was slightly stunned.
He thought the Holy Son would give him a new task, but he didn't expect that what he waited for in the end was just such a simple sentence.
He didn't get up and left, and couldn't help asking.
You... don't need me to do anything?
He has twenty-two brothers under his command, and he can continue to fight!
Not just him.
It was also the rest of the referee's court, and the Knights who were loyal to the torch... they all had the power to fight!The church just lost a beach, and they haven't given up yet!
However, he felt a hint of giving up in the voice of the Son, as if they were powerless to turn the world back, and no one could save their kingdom of heaven!
He has devoted his life to the ideal of heaven coming to the mortal world, and he cannot accept such an ending no matter what!
Looking at the hunter with flames burning in his eyes, the Holy Son knew what he was thinking, so he said in a gentle tone.
My child, I know you can continue to fight, but at this stage of this war, the winner is no longer a turnaround in the win or loss of one or two battles.
The Kingdom of Heaven in Haiya Province has fatal flaws, which has allowed the remnants of the old era to find a solution... This is indeed our mistake.
Logically speaking, even if they reach the Baiyue Province and find the original strain of Nago, as long as we find a way to repair Nago gene defects in front of them, the cards in their hands can be invalid.Unfortunately, we ended up being one step slower.
Luo Gan, who was conducting experiments in Jinhe City, was actually close to the brink of victory at one point.
However, just before the Kingdom of Heaven completely arrived in Jinhe City, the alliance suddenly interrupted their plan.
To this day he still feels incredible about that thing.
The most aggressive mother nest in the wasteland was above their heads, and those who had not even solved the troubles on their heads had freed up their hands to send reinforcements to those they had never met.
He had to admit that the manager of Sanctuary No. 404 was indeed a visionary leader, at least with much courage than the manager he had ever met.
But then again, if Severn Villad was really that kind of person, shelter No. 117 might not have fallen apart.
Looking at the Holy Son whose thoughts seemed to be floating away, the hunter couldn't help but speak.
Could it be...we just sit still and wait for death?
After restraining his thoughts from floating away, the Holy Son looked at him with interest and spoke.
Why do you think we are sitting and waiting for death?
The hunter said with his head down.
The coalition of the Mustard Community is constantly compressing our living space... If this trend continues to develop, we have no chance of winning.
This is not just his opinion, but many of his soldiers also believe that they are going further and further on a path that is doomed to fail.
Looking at his confidant who was lowering his head, the Holy Son thought for a while and continued.
If you are talking about the kingdom of heaven in Haiya Province, its collapse is indeed difficult to recover, but this does not mean that we have lost.
But if you are talking about our ideals, it is too early to talk about victory and failure now.
The kingdom of heaven in Haiya Province can only be considered a failed attempt, which does not prove that their ideal of ascension to higher forms of life is wrong.
The hunter suddenly raised his head and looked at the Holy Son sitting in front of him with a scorching look. A hint of hope gradually emerged in his eyes.
...You have other trump cards, right?
He just knows!
They don't lose so easily!
Looking at the eyes of the drowning man who saw the life-saving straw, the corner of the Holy Son's mouth couldn't help but smile.
Truck card...
Can that thing be called a trump card?
But that can be considered a helpless retreat... Even before that, he never thought he would use it one day.
His eyes fell on the clock on the wall of the conference room, and at that moment he remembered many, many old people, especially the 117th refuge.
The pioneers have set out.
It's almost time for him to go on the road...
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