It was night, and it was not until 22:57 that the second batch of "reinforcements" from the countries was belated. Different from the previous Shun lì, this time the empty road has made the comer suffer enough.

Russia, China sent seven military planes are only the last five, because unfortunately met a flock of zombie birds in the sky, they abandoned the broken military aircraft in order to escape, and did it cleanly, half a point without guilt.

Except for the unbearable pain in the eyes of some soldiers, even if they are sad, they have to bow to the cruel reality.

The consuls of each country greeted each other, and it was a long-winded and meaningless greeting. Immediately after that, it was the matter of encamping and dividing the territory again, but since Chriss "tactfully" told about yesterday's accident, the "new" consuls of all countries invariably put their eyes in the direction of the back mountain, and there seemed to be a change in their eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I know it will be inconvenient for everyone to crowd in the back mountains, but last night's tragedy cannot be repeated." Chris's blue eyes showed a deep sadness, as if he was deeply mourning for his dead compatriots, "We are more familiar with Australia than you, and it is only fitting to stay ahead."

"Of course, once you're familiar with Australia, it's not too late to take on defense work." Chrissian is mild, like the oldest aristocratic child in Europe, with a full demeanor, "After all, here, we still have to 'rely on' everyone to preside over the overall situation."

The people from all countries nodded approvingly, and they were quite useful to the fact that the American military would speak so kindly to everyone.

In Chris's subtle praise, they unconsciously put their status on an equal footing with the U.S. military, and they no longer had any fear of the U.S. troops camped in the back mountains.

After about half an hour, I saw Chris lightly knock away a vote. The people in the camp were almost on their knees for the Diplomatic Emperor. Even the Russian general was fooled into going back to the mountain, his acting skills were at the level of an actor before the end of the world!

The figure of the awaiting disappeared into the darkness, and Chris raised an eyebrow at the kingdoms, smiling beautifully: "Oh my God, I really didn't expect them to be so stupid that even a three-year-old wouldn't believe it. I really believe it! "

Everyone: "......" to Chris, who is cheap and sells good goods. There's not much to say.

It's just that he solved the contradiction in the distribution of territory within half an hour, and his trick to transfer the crisis made it good enough. Even if the comer and the U.S. military had a quarrel in the back mountain and staged an all-out martial arts. It's none of their business.

Whoever comes wants to save face, will definitely follow other countries in the back mountains, and will never rush to the front line to lose face.

Whoever makes them can't do anything else, but one cares more about the face problem than the other.

Think of people who have been kicked out of the realm because they can't compete with others and mixed with the people who "watch the gates". They can't stand this kind of discrepancy.

So, the camp that had just boiled over was quiet after a few moments. The nations are back to their posts, day after day, dealing with the complex work at hand. The clean-up of the western region begins tomorrow, and according to Alice's orders, they have to get to the point of sweeping the western towns into nothing.

This "emptiness" doesn't just mean materials. More critically, it refers to the residual aliens. Eastern Australia can't touch it for the time being, so Western Australia must hold it in the palm of your hand.

The whole west had to be the backbone of the army, and they were to build up long lines of defense and solid fields. Be prepared for a long war of resistance with the east of the Big 6. For this reason, the task of the nations naturally increases. Even the daily tasks of Australians have more than doubled.

It's just that, in view of the busyness of everyone stepping up the arrangement of tasks, Alice, who only gave orders, did not mean to interfere. At this moment, she was sitting by Yun Mo's sleeping bag, reaching out to brush the other party's shriveled face, neck, and torso...... She lay silent, as if dead.

"The genes of the atavistic species...... It's almost the limit." Alice muttered to herself, frowning slightly, "Yun Mo, hold on!" "

Although the container-like body can be repaired again if it is broken, she knows that Yun Mo has always been a person who does not like to change too much.

Obviously there is a better choice, but for the sake of the familiar leopard mecha pushed away the more powerful technological civilization, the paranoia and single-mindedness in her temperament, she understands, and agrees.

Therefore, unless this body is broken and turned into slag, if she wants to persuade Yun Mo to change to a good one every day, she will not agree.

A little vitality and spiritual power surged in the narrow space, and Alice stroked Yun Mo's withered and shrunken top again and again, and who knew that when she rubbed it with one hand, she would tear off a large piece of her head......

The yellow silk turned into ashes in her palm, and Alice frowned and pondered for a long time, and finally opened the gap in the void with one hand, and drew a bottle of crimson liquid from within.

She broke Yun Mo's clenched mouth and pressed her fingers against her tongue to feed the liquid. Yun Mo's vigilance is too strong, even if he is in a near-death state, he knows to protect his mouth and esophagus. Therefore, Alice really tossed and turned to pour things in.

"Yun Mo, this is the original extract of leopardization." The corners of Alice's mouth hooked up a smile, quite embarrassed, "The prehistoric leopard gene of the Xiuzhen civilization and the private collection of rhyme and ink are considered blessed by your mouth."

As for whether Yunmo will be popular? Does this have anything to do with her?

It's also a waste to put it in the old place, so it's better to feed it to Yun Mo to eat!

My own master has been working hard with the void for so many years, and it is normal to give a bonus.

The liquid goes into the throat and does not cause much change. Alice knew that Yun Mo didn't talk about absorption now, and even digestion was a big problem. However, after waiting for three pupalines, the great benefits of the liquid will eventually manifest itself.

"Yun Mo...... It's time to wake up. [,！ It's coming...... It's time to wake up......"

Who?

Who is it?

Calling her?

In 4o42, the remnants of the Great Plains of the Western Wilderness have turned into a blood-red ocean. Violent hot lava overflowed all corners, swirling viciously, forming eddies of twisted human faces.

Massive magma biota weaved through the heat stream, sharp wings swept across her body, whistling past her ears. The magma-stained canopy of the sky almost collapsed, and it was so uncomfortable that it was suffocating.

Where is this?

Why...... So familiar?

Yun Mo unconsciously reached out and pressed his heart, the pain that seemed to be intercepted by a hand. Stimulating her tear ducts, which are not reached, there is an urge to cry.

【Yunmo ......】

Yunmo ...... Who is it?

[Marshal! We will carry on your legacy, forever! 】

Marshal...... And who?

What did I forget? What do I remember? Who are you? I...... And who?

Yun Mo grabbed his skull, which was about to explode, and his heart beat three times faster. The blood boiled in the body, rampage, and a huge and terrifying force tried to drill out of the body.

The surrounding magma began to churn as she fluctuated, sweeping in all directions, surging like a tsunami.

"Whoa, whoa—"

The familiar alien roar exploded in my ears. She unconsciously raised her eyes to look high into the sky. I saw the completely deformed alien spread its steel-armored wings and slid down from the sky, and a purple-red flame erupted from its throat, firing at several shuttling and agile battle mechs.

"Boom, boom—"

The Space Battlefleet is coming from afar. The alien army densely slammed into the human steel-armored weapons, and for a moment the roar exploded in the air, with ominous fluctuations, and struck downward layer by layer.

During this period, a strange shape fell from a high altitude. Plunged into a sea of magma, countless warships were destroyed. With the roar of a warrior, torn to shreds in the sky.

[Marshal, since war can't be avoided, let's fight......]

[Marshal. Can we humans really survive war? 】

【Yun Mo...... Yun Mo, ah......]

A strong sense of familiarity struck again, Yun Mo's eyes were full of blood, and her translucent body was half floating in the hot magma. The spiritual power in the body is rising layer by layer!

This is - my territory! My warriors! My kingdom! My home planet!

I'm Yun Mo! Also a lifetime marshal here!

What are you? How dare you encroach on my territory, my subordinates!

If you have the courage to come, then leave them all!

"Boom, boom—"

The vast and boundless sea of magma suddenly swelled with a hundred meters of wind and waves. Countless spiritual power tentacles writhed like magma in substance, frantically pulling up from the ground and pointing straight at a height of thousands of meters, actually forcibly blocking the alien in front of all the fleets.

Each tentacle violently pierced through the xenomorph's belly, tying them up one by one, dragging them into the flowing magma below with maximum intensity, crushing them into pieces and incinerating them all!

The aura of the strong, unique to the ultimate spiritual power is permeating the "Western Wilderness Great Plains", and this familiar spiritual power that has been absent for two years completely frightened the attacking aliens, and they roared uneasily in the sky, not knowing whether to advance or retreat?

The battle suddenly changed from a close match to a one-sided mode, with humans taking advantage of the victory to pursue, and the sea of fire and killing spread.

And when the familiar forces and fluctuations spread out in the space again, an eighty-meter-tall mecha in the air suddenly turned around and rushed towards the sea of fire, and a female voice with a crying voice came from above, shouting hysterically: "Marshal! Isn't it you! Marshal—"

"Yun Mo! Yun Mo - answer me! "

I know you're not dead, you're so strong, how can you die?

I believe that you must live in a corner, even if your body turns into ashes, your soul, your heart, and your feelings will always yearn for here!

Even if the land here is forever barren!

"Yun Mo—answer me—"

The hysterical shouts pierced all the defenses, the aliens collapsed, and all the human warship fire was closing in on the sea of fire.

No one, no sign of life!

Yun Mo smiled and stood in the sea of fire, her calm mental power smoothed the surging sea of fire, she suddenly wanted to reach out and touch the girl's face, and told her: Don't cry, I'm here, I've been ......

"Eugenia, I'm with you, forever!"

A familiar voice rushed into the woman's mind, and she suddenly stared at the sea of fire with wide eyes, and rushed into it with a mecha.

It's a pity that there are no more...... There is no longer the slightest breath of the other party......

"Yun Mo—" (To be continued)

ps: Yun Mo's atavism is related to her obsession.

The so-called atavism is to return to the basics and return to the original heart...... Emma has seen too much of this virtue in the Tao Te Ching