October 2112

After that, more than a month passed, and although the war was still fierce, it had nothing to do with Frost and them. As soon as the main force of the Luo Lian was stationed in and around Rokbeth, he immediately sent troops to the North Island to support him, and at the same time, the ATEF's conscription force was also expanded to an unprecedented size, and the entire army group moved south to confront the army of the Southern Alliance. They have an absolute advantage in numbers, and with the development of ruin technology to the present, they are not trash fish that can be solved in three or two.

As it turned out again, they won very hard, and the Southern Union also fought back, but in the end they still lost all the way. Now that the North Island is under the control of the United League, and the South Island is half lost under the onslaught of ATEF, it is only a matter of time before New Zealand falls.

If the strength of the Southern Union is no more than that, the elimination of them is just around the corner. At that time, they will be erased from this world, and their history, their thoughts, their existence, and everything about them will be cleaned up...... Because there are people like Master Chief, because there are people like Major General Jeno, they don't allow anything left, even a scratched block of ice.

They had already left Lockbeth, and they had not finally gone to say goodbye to John. They followed the supply logistics team to the friendly village, and the wind wafted the scent of spring flowers, mixed with the subtle smell of gunpowder. Looking up slightly, Frost could see the smoke in the distance.

The deserted countryside became a place for the soldiers, and the messy houses left behind by the hasty evacuation were even more devastated by them. Frost heard some rumors that Luo Lian had eaten almost all the people because of this war, and that the selection conditions for this batch of ATEF were more lenient, and some people were even forced to enlist.

If so, then these soldiers are no different from props. All the Federation wants is someone who can use the relic technology, and nothing else.

Frost sighed, the warm sunlight shining all over his body, the weeds and wildflowers around him caressing him with the wind, stirring his petrified heart. A row of AAX-08 tactical fighters flew overhead, leaving behind a few white bars, and a violent gust of air swept across the field, mixing up the air that was not clean.

It was the first time he had experienced this kind of scenery, and it was the first time he had done so in front of a clear sky, in the wilderness, and in the middle of the wilderness. However, such a vibrant spring scene, he met it in a war accompanied by death, which may be the irony of God to him.

Even if you see yourself as a cog in the war machine, rather than as a person, your own sins cannot be washed away. That's the sad reality, so at least let him do something and have a little comfort when he examines himself.

"What are you doing here?" a figure appeared in front of him.

Frost sat up, then turned his head to see his beautiful silver hair fluttering in the spring breeze, emitting strange points of light. Maybe he was wrong......

"Sir?" Wendy said again, and Frost came to his senses.

She must have gone to fly the AAX-08, did she come to him after the fighter was adjusted?

He shrugged, indicating that he wasn't doing anything.

"That's good," Wendy nodded knowingly, "Sir, we have something to help us with, so can you turn on your communicator?"

Frost turned on the communicator and immediately heard Unakin's loud voice.

"Good, connected. ”

The head-up monitor involuntarily stuffed a picture with a white marker with a cross in the middle of the ring, and a vertical one in the middle of the cross pierced the ring.

"Hopefully the long rest won't rust your eyes and your skills, Frost. "It's not a difficult task, as you can see, just find the mark." ”

Freightt nodded, indicating that she understood. In fact, he had just noticed it, and he had the impression that it had been marked.

"Then I'll look for it," Wendy said, "but what the hell is this?"

"The mark left by the unidentified person," said Exia, "is likely to contain some kind of information from the person who left the marker." ”

It sounds cliché, mysterious, and a little scary.

"I guess I understand, but Miss Axia, where did you get the results from?"

"Eighty percent of generals," said Yunakin, "is the only one who will give such strange news." ”

"Yes, as you say. ”

Frost came to the foot of a stout banyan tree, kicked his legs hard, jumped up the branch of the trunk, and then climbed up the branch step by step. The vast field of vision took in the open space at once, and sure enough, his hunch was correct, the weeds and other vegetation in the countryside in front of him just formed the mark in the head-up monitor, and he felt a little strange when he passed by there.

It's a bit of a crop circle......

"Discover the marker, calculate the coordinates of the center point...... Uploading ......"

"I found it here, too. Wendy's voice rang out over the communicator.

"Yes, now let's summarize the three coordinates and analyze them," said Axia, with a hint ......of excitement in her tone, "The analysis is complete! ”

Ten minutes later, the trio converged at their target location. What they found was a relatively remote barn with a secret door in the middle of the barn floor being lifted.

Frost was the first to slide down the ladder and into the pre-arranged basement, the smell of rotting grain and the dust that filled the house was enough to suffocate him, but fortunately he wrapped himself tightly.

"Frost, did you find anything?"

There was basically nothing but a terminal, which subtly flashed orange light so that it could be spotted in the dark.

Now it's Exia's job.

"Decoding terminal...... The decoding is successful, adjust the latent Zener protocol site, and reset the firewall ......"

"So, what we found was only one terminal? What's in it?"

"Security systems have been breached, anti-intrusion programs have been disabled," Alexia reported as usual, "and a total of one voice file titled 'Necronomic Voice' has been found. ”

Doesn't sound like a good thing......

"Let it out. Yunakin said.

"Yes, start playing. ”

A slightly noisy electrical sound stimulated his ears, making Frost realize that the file was already playing. He heard strange chimes and beat the drums in an irregular rhythm.

"Code?"

"Quite possibly...... Translation and retransmission of documents. ”

Frost finally heard what was going on this time.

"Sydney, Canberra, Adelaide...... Auckland, Wellington, Haast, Half Moon Bay...... Ten, thirty-three, final warning, please evacuate immediately, repeat ......"

The young, hoarse voice repeated the vague, meaningless sentence.

"What do you mean? Isn't Half Moon Bay where we're going next?"

"A final warning...... I guess it's dangerous, sir. ”

Yunakin rubbed his chin in thought.

"Anyway, report to General Jeno first, and we'll just follow his instructions. ”

"Understood. ”