In the clouds that obscure the sky and the moon, irregular air currents surge in the stratosphere.

Massive silver sword-shaped flying objects float silently, high-speed turbine tubes surrounding the reactor, providing near-infinite power to the fuselage. With the night and starry sky in the background, it looks like a miracle.

This is the trump card of the Southern Union Air Force, the AR.Cop NB-90 material shuttle, which played a decisive role in the First Antarctic War. Powered by four groups of eight PW NP-4073 nuclear-powered turbojet engines, equipped with supercomputers and dragon radar, it has questionable control over the battlefield. In addition, the NB-90 is equipped with the XK-Pluto-3 long-range missile, which is the most destructive non-nuclear weapon in the world today.

Forty minutes earlier, an NB-90 had reached the borders of the Free Nation using a material collapse teleportation operation. Three unnamed agents are preparing to land, gathering in front of the portal.

"No interference has been detected at the landing destination," the shuttle's AI announced, "preparing for a material collapse teleportation operation." ”

"For the eternal glory of mankind!" the three agents shouted in unison.

In front of the cylindrical lying horizontally, inside the hollow, several rings rotate in the opposite direction and high speed with each other, and a layer of purple mirrors gradually deepens, and finally forms a collapsed portal at the front end.

The deep purple light shone on his face, and his face became extremely dark. As darkness lit up in front of him, three seconds later, he stepped on the grass.

"Hey, are you alright? When the female companion looked back and asked, he realized that he was distracted, "Could it be that you are dizzy?"

Agent Nameless shook his head.

Next to it was the warehouse, and they pried open the door, which revealed an arranged car. The paint of the sedan has fallen off a lot, and it looks like it is about to be scrapped, but this is enough to hide it. They didn't complain, and the sleek agent got into the driver's seat and twisted the keys several times before the car barely started.

The atmosphere in the car was very solemn, and the cold air from the air conditioner was dirty. No one spoke, and no one deliberately stirred up the topic, which was not a reason for other human nature, but simply avoided communication. Everything is already arranged, and too much behavior only increases the risk.

The spotlight hit them in the face, and the massive quadruped mechs blocked their way, which was known in advance. Luo Lian blocked all the entrances and exits of the Free Country's borders and deployed AA-03 to guard the gates, and it is doubtful that Luo Lian's poor status quo still needs to deploy such a thick military force.

A Luo Lian soldier stepped forward, made a straight face, and knocked on the window. The unnamed agent in the driver's seat rolled down the window and immediately put on a harmless smile.

"Brother soldier, we're Prota's laborers, can you let us in?" he said.

"No, there is an order from above, no one is allowed to come in or out. ”

"Alas, if you are not at ease, just search it. ”

"I'm very sorry, sir, even if Admiral Karl comes, he can't pass it, please go back. "The guards are still unrelenting.

"I said dude," said another female agent, "you can't cut us off, can you?"

"If you don't pester, I'll order you to be arrested!" Luo Lian's soldier suddenly burst into rage, "Get out!

At this point, it became clear that the negotiations had failed, and the agents had to give up and turn back. They managed to find a place to stop in the wilderness and breathe a sigh of relief, and now it was time for Agent Three, who had been doing nothing, to work.

He pulled out a communicator disguised as a cell phone and connected to Meade's command. He then had to communicate in code, in order to guard against potential surveillance, even if the watcher was merely in reverie.

"See? the sunset over the western wilderness. The voice of the communications officer rang on the other end of the "cell phone".

"It's not very beautiful, it's so red. He replied, though it was a one-time codeword, but he knew it by heart.

"Really...... Then let my friend take you to the grassland. Oh, he's a shepherd. ”

"Thank you so much. ”

Communication was interrupted, and all that remained was a short wait. As soon as No. 1 smoked a cigarette, the communicator sounded again.

"Is it a shepherd?" he said, confirming the other man's identity.

"Yes, it's me. Our friend said you were coming, go to the tavern owned by the old man, and we would go there for a few drinks. ”

"Very glad, I also brought two guys, don't mind?"

"Well, at ten o'clock in the evening, see you or leave. ”

Now the time and place were set, and he told his companions to leave at once.

When night fell, everything fell silent, and the vast fields did not even have the slightest movement of nocturnal creatures.

Number Three can't say if it's good or bad. They abandoned the car in a cornfield and climbed onto a dirt road, where the lighting on the side of the road was somewhat out of order, and it was dark and bright.

They sat in front of a half-broken red brick house, hiding in the shadows between two street lamps.

Because it was so quiet, the hollow cochlea actually began to roar on its own. Now even if the flying insects landed, he could hear them.

He was looking up idly when a rhythmic trembling sound came from the left. He was immediately vigilant, most of them were connectors, but he still had to be ready for battle.

"Who is it?"

"Shepherd. Is it a migrant worker from Prota?"

"Exactly. ”

After saying that, the other party walked over from the shadows, and when he passed through the separated aperture, only one foot appeared slightly, and then melted into the darkness again.

The connector in the tracksuit lowered his backpack, unzipped it, and pulled out a dozen soft and rough things. Number Three took it and looked at it carefully, recognizing it as the uniform of the Luo Lian soldiers.

"Listen, you must go in from Kalim, or you'll be found out. ”

"Thank you very much, comrade. ”

"Good luck to you. ”

Changing into uniforms and diagonally through several deserted brick houses, the three unnamed agents made their way to their brightest destination. It was the blockade of Kalim, and it is said that not long ago, in the ruins behind it, there was a riot, and Luo Lian failed to suppress it, and finally blockaded it.

Of course, this kind of information, which is full of loopholes, naturally needs to be investigated.

The four-legged mechs walked by, and they walked behind them in a line. The officer in the military hat held a pair of tablets and exchanged points with a higher-ranking non-commissioned officer. Everyone else was busy, busy picking up some things to carry in the ruins, busy operating the machinery carefully, busy sleeping in their breaks.

The Romanian forces had not actually entered Kalim, and there was no sign of a defensive force in sight. Agent Three didn't know what Luo Lian was jealous of, all he knew was that none of them noticed the anomaly in this patrol.

In this way, they dived into the dusty ruins under the shadows, in the gaps where their eyes were intertwined.

Running far enough away from the blockade, the nameless agent can finally breathe a sigh of relief. They plan to spend the night in the ruins tonight, and then leave for the city of the Free Nation early tomorrow morning. They'll soon be able to find out.

Three's curled body nestled in the corner, and the slightly cool weather made him feel a little chilly. None of his companions seemed to want to sleep, and Big Brother One stood up with an unlit cigarette in his mouth and walked down the steps. Probably want to go to the balcony below for a breath, the guy who is addicted to smoking.

He sighed slightly.

In the darkness, he heard a loud noise, something exploding. Then there was screaming, and the fire burning.

He suddenly realized that something had gone wrong with them, a fatal mistake. Someone has already spotted them, is it Luo Lian, or is it the Free Country?

Getting up, No. 2 had already run out one step first, and hurriedly followed, striding to the top of the staircase.

"Wait!" he shouted, it was too late.

Three bullets bite into the agent's body, splattering a wall of blood.

He stopped, but a white shadow fell behind him.

The blade pierced through Wen's throat, and a last cry of remorse came from his heart.

The murderer laid him down, and his blood soon dried up.

"It's a pity. He heard the white skeleton talking.

In the end, with the impression of remorse and skeletons, he fell into a deep sleep.