In the middle of the night, the firelight swayed in the bleak wind, and the faint light was like a boat swinging in the torrent, fluctuating, rootless like duckweed, and the whole ruined battlefield looked particularly desolate.

The military boots trampled on the scorched black soil with a few crunching sounds, and the heavily armed night watchmen meticulously stationed their posts, their eyes like lightning patrolling the dead night and the empty wilderness, unwilling to let go of the slightest movement.

The camping tent was surrounded by a burning fire inside and out, and the snoring of the rough men who were allowed to rest first sounded in the tent, as if they were competing to see who snored more like a gentleman, and the snoring like a pig resounded in the ears like thunder, which annoyed several young recruits.

"Hey, hey, this doesn't let people sleep." A recruit grimaced, rubbed the dark circles under his eyes, pressed the nerves a few times with his fingertips, and the sore feeling forced a trace of tears to appear in the corners of his eyes, "Forget it...... It's better to go to a vigil than to be deaf and tinnitus."

He plucked out his buzzing ears, scrambled out from the thunderous veterans, slowly put on his clothes, and staggered out of the tent with a flurry of yawns, resigned himself to taking a place in the Night's Watch.

In the gloating eyes of the replaced, he seemed to vaguely understand a meaning, which was called "Hehe, boy, you can't sleep, you really are too shallow" sneer.

The recruit pursed his lips disdainfully, indicating that he had selectively blocked the other party's provocations, and he was happy to let go of that bad nest, which was not a loss.

Since someone was bent on going to the sleeper full of sweat and smelly feet, he waited for the other to come out.

After muttering a few words silently in his heart, even though his consciousness was still a little vague, his good military literacy still made the recruits quickly enter the state of vigil.

As time passed by minute by minute, the veterans of the vigil were replaced one after another by recruits who couldn't sleep, and to the surprise of all the young people, all the veterans who made the account. None of them really came out again, but the snoring in the camp was a little heavier.

In this way, the recruit lowered his eyes and sighed secretly "The veteran is really not a human being" to vent his inner madness.

I don't know if it's because the cold wind is too strong after the wilderness loses its shelter. It was only half an hour before the firewood burned out in the constant consumption, and the three fires were extinguished one after another, and the already not very bright light suddenly became even more dim.

The stacks of firewood fell "crackling" in the wind, and the sparks on the black charcoal flashed in the air and turned into fly ash.

With the complaints of the recruits "it's time to make a fire again", "where to find firewood", "frozen to death", and "there is firewood on the truck", Yun Mo, who was huddled in a sleeping bag in an independent small tent, suddenly opened his eyes.

Lifting the warm sleeping bag wrapped around his body, Yun Mo, who was already sleeping in his clothes, grabbed the Tang knife on the side neatly, quickly fastened his sneakers, and put his slightly messy black hair on top. Three or two steps out of the tent.

"Hey, Yun Mo, why did you come out?" One of the recruits grinned at her with a mouthful of white teeth, took some dry firewood and piled it up, and smiled at her honestly, "You better stay in the tent on a cold day. The temperature at night is estimated to be more than ten degrees below zero, and we have never encountered such a low temperature in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

The lighter was lit in his hand and darkened, and the cold wind nearby seemed to be a little stronger.

A qiē seems to be very ordinary, but in Yun Mo's eyes, the slightest danger will be infinitely magnified in the keen senses.

Although I can't find out where this source is for the time being, my intuition tells her that something is staring at her in the dark. Or rather, coveting this vote of fresh human flesh.

Can she carry the residual coercion in the area and run here to commit crimes against the wind, is she really dead? Trespassing on her territory without her permission, and wantonly trying to hunt the creatures on her land, decisively dismantled and dragged out the pieces, poured gasoline on them and burned them all.

Yun Mo looked at the fire lit by the recruits, and faint sparks flickered and rose. The aura on her body began to become as sharp as a knife, and after glancing sideways, even her voice was cold with a hint of coldness: "Something is coming, go wake people up."

As she spoke, she had already drawn out the Tang knife. Maybe the other party noticed her vigilance, and at this moment the faint aura was becoming more and more obvious, and the murderous aura was getting stronger and stronger.

"Smack!" A small bundle of firewood fell to the ground, and when they heard this, the faces of the recruits suddenly became extremely solemn.

"Martial law!" Someone shouted, and the volume of the uncontrolled zhì woke up all the soldiers in the camp who were falling asleep.

After a bloody battle last night, Yun Mo has already established her prestige among the garrisons of the first and second rings, which is a fateful friendship, coupled with her ability and the identity of the supernatural, she is more reliable than many veterans.

Therefore, at this moment, no one had any doubts about what she said, and even began to implement it extremely quickly.

Suddenly, the snoring in the camp suddenly stopped, and a group of soldiers who were still immersed in their dreams almost instinctively got up from their sleeping bags, and the veterans near the entrance of the tent opened the zipper, and the cold wind poured in from the outside to the inside, freezing all the sleepy sleepers who were drowsy, and immediately woke up from their daze, and quickly put on their military uniforms.

"How's it going? What is it? How many?" The recruit had a letter, and apparently the creeper from last night had left a very dark impression on him, so much so that he still hadn't recovered from the shadows, "Where?" Why can't I see anything?"

The empty ruined place, as far as the eye can see, is a dark scene, thick like a collection of ink, smeared in front of it, making it impossible to see through the truth inside. ]

"Yun Mo." Tu Kun, who was neatly dressed, quickly stepped forward and stood beside her, and the veterans who came out of the line behind her were already guarding every corner, "It's all in place, what should you do next?"

Tu Kun felt that it was better to leave some things directly to this girl to decide, and he subconsciously thought that Yun Mo could bring them a higher survival rate than their blind command.

Glancing at the maintenance workers and experts who were trembling among the soldiers, Yun Mo pondered for a while and said, "The one who came is not good, and he is not a weak one. And...... The breath was strange, as if it was hidden."

Her gaze swept through the darkness like radar, and there were no suspicious dark creatures in front of her near-zero visibility, and her brain spun around to check for possible matches with the attacking creatures, and faintly, she seemed to have caught a clue.

Smell, hidden, provocative, coercive, fire, wind...... This kind of guy......

The oppressive atmosphere spread in the camp, and along with Yun Mo's contemplation, everyone "chuckled" in their hearts, taking Yun Mo's silence as a very powerful expression of the enemy.

The recruits sweated nervously, the veterans also looked stern, and the light from the fire became darker and darker, covering everyone's hearts with a layer of blood.

The commander didn't say anything, but quietly connected the communicator between the camp and the base, if this battle unfortunately folded here, it would be better to use the machine to transmit some information to the base, so that it was worthy of the blood and lives that the soldiers were about to spill.

As a veteran commander, he knows very well that if you want to win in war, you must pay the price of blood, whether it is wisdom or martial arts, after all, it is something built on the sword and sword, and it has not changed anything since ancient times.

If the opponent in this battle is too strong for even the only one with special abilities, he will inevitably have to maximize the value of everyone's death, and be sure to send the opponent's first information to the military headquarters.

The blood shed now is for the survival of more people, and the four words "sacrificing life for righteousness" have always been criticized by Chinese soldiers.

The chief sighed deeply, cast his eyes on the circuit pit not far away, and couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart: Now I'm only afraid of death, and there are still pits where bones are buried.

"Yunmo's little girl......" Xu Donglai shouted in a rough voice, and his grinning attitude made many recruits relax a little, "Don't hide it, what kind of thing is that?" I'm itching, just say it! Look, what kind of virtue has this group of soldiers been bluffed? Dead! "

Xu Donglai is worthy of being a rough man who can't speak, as soon as this sentence "Dead" came out, he immediately gained a large group of white eyes, and the recruits looked at him through gritted teeth, if it wasn't for the wrong time, he really wanted to rush up and beat him up.

Yun Mo turned his thoughts, and after a while, he raised his head and looked at the sky, causing many soldiers to think that it was a visitor from the air, and they all pointed their guns at the top.

"Don't be nervous." Yun Mo said slowly, "It's not an air battle, it's winter, even if it's a mutated flock of birds, it's impossible to migrate over at this time. Some of the habits of living things don't change when they mutate."

"What?" The recruits heard it in a fog, but still grasped one key word, "Birds?" Variation? Animals can mutate too! "

"Yes." Yun Mo's pupils gradually turned into a beastly vertical shape, metalized lines climbed up her left eye, and the equipment at the pinnacle of technological civilization dissected the tissues under her feet and sent them into her mind, peeling off the contents inch by inch.

The corners of her mouth hooked a sarcastic arc, and a faint smell of blood quietly flowed out, attracting the behemoth that was dormant in the dark to her side, but the words in her mouth were cold: "And...... Not only do birds mutate, but even plants evolve."

Tang Dao was held high above her head, and the spiritual power flowing out of her body suddenly pushed the soldiers around her out of the battle range, Yun Mo viciously thrust Tang Dao into the scorched black soil under his feet, and vigorously submerged the knife into it, leaving only a piece of the hilt.

"Unfortunately, we've run into mutant plants." His eyes were all alienated, Yun Mo clenched his Tang knife and spun it violently, and ordered, "Watch your step!" "