It was night, three o'clock in the morning, Australia, Southern Front Theater, temporary camp.

As the northern hemisphere enters summer, Australia in the southern hemisphere slowly enters winter, and late this night, the drifting snow falls from the sky, mixed with a stronger smell of the T-virus, pouring down the barren west.

Perhaps more sensitive to the smell of the virus, when the snow fell, the Alien 66 in the camp continued to walk out of their dwellings, standing silently in the ice and snow, and everyone had a deep or shallow sadness in their eyes.

"I thought it was ...... It's another year." He Zijin took Qin Tiantong's hand, looked up at the snowfall above his head by the dim firelight, and his eyes were sad, "Last December, it was also snowing, and then, many people died."

Qin Tiantong stretched out his palm to catch the acupoint, and quietly watched it melt in his palm: "Father and mother, will they go to heaven?"

"Yes." He Zijin put his arms around her neck and chuckled, "My grandma, your parents, will meet in heaven."

Qin Tiantong didn't say anything, she was no longer a simple child, and naturally she would no longer believe the lies of the so-called "heaven".

She once believed that the earth was the most fulfilling paradise, but in the end, it became a purgatory that tormented her. Murdered father, abused mother, wrecked woman child...... It was a nightmare she would never be able to get out of for the rest of her life.

Sister Zijin, in this world, there has been no heaven for a long time......

She buried herself deeply, tightly in He Zijin's arms, as if embracing the last warmth, uneasy to suffocation. A warm liquid slipped from the corner of her eye, but in the end, the little girl still didn't cry.

Yun Mo stood in the half-light and half-darkness, the expression on his face was complicated and difficult to discern. Another snowfall means that the Australian Big 6 is once again in an evolutionary frenzy.

The cold liquid melted on her skin, the cool taste penetrated her spleen and stomach, and small scales drilled out from under the skin little by little, slowly covering half of her neck, and the faint fishy smell slowly drifted away, making many people with a more sensitive sense of smell look sideways slightly.

"Captain. The back of your neck ......" Fujiwara Kanichi's pupils shrank. His gaze quickly swept over Yun Mo's neck and the back of his hand, faintly revealing a hint of jealousy, "Your momentum ...... It's changed."

It has become more frightening, frightened, and afraid to approach than before. It's like an ancient beast that has opened its eyes, even if it is just lying lazily in place, it makes people tremble, and even feel weak to escape.

"What? Fujiwara, do you have any times when you're scared?" Yun Mo turned his face sideways. Said lightly, "Do you want to escape?"

"Captain. In the face of a powerful and unpredictable opponent, the human heart will always feel terrified." Fujiwara replied respectfully, "But run away, not to. . . than to run away. I want to fight even more! "

I want to fight more than run away!

"It's your temperament." The corners of Yun Mo's lips hooked slightly, and he smiled very lightly. Moments later. She regained her usual expressionless face and said. Something happened in Huaxia, you should have heard about it."

"Hi." Fujiwara responded, worry flashing across his face, but he finally returned to his composure, "If you can, I hope the captain can return as much as possible."

After all, compared to "Australia", "Huaxia" is Yunmo's foundation, "glory" is waiting for her, her comrades-in-arms are waiting for her, everyone wants her to return, but she insists on staying here.

"The return trip will be at least five months away." Yun Mo said, "At least, I won't consider going back until my own problems are resolved. Do you want to see me slaughter the city on my return?"

Compared with the evolution of Australia, China is still lagging behind. Since the big 6 in the northern hemisphere can't provide the nutrients she needs, she can only seek a way to break through in Australia.

What's more, if she doesn't clean up Australia's problems, she won't feel at ease, Baba will go back to Huaxia to solve the problem, but I'm afraid that after dealing with a bunch of deadly trivialities, the alien that has evolved into the ultimate body has incited her wings to invade Asia, when the time comes, who should she go to cry to?

"Fujiwara, I'm a ticking time bomb right now." Yun Mo took the ice and snow in his hand, then stuffed the snow flakes into his mouth, and gently licked the remaining liquid in his palm, "It's okay in Australia, but if you go back, it's fatal."

Huaxia and Aida Yarn suffered the same thing, and the data was stolen. It is said that the large computer screen showed an arrogant Russian language, mocking the incompetence of the Chinese personnel in all directions.

Yun Mo pondered for a long time, I don't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that there was some connection between the two things. Idasha stole all the information, of which the history of Andros is the majority, and the things recorded in the history of Andros, besides biochemical experiments, are there anything else?

What should be destroyed, she has almost destroyed it, so what is left between Idasha and Huaxia, or between Andelos and Huaxia, I am afraid that there is only ...... Yun Chengyu, Guan Qinyin!

And the point between the two is yourself!

It was only part of her speculation, but it was the part of her that was most unsettling.

After all, Andros's real yàn has never been involved in Asian countries, and Idasha and Huaxia have a relationship that cannot be played together. The people who learned all the information not only did not go to the US Imperialist General Administration to steal, but stole from Huaxia's head, which is an abnormality.

If she had to involve all the clues together, she couldn't find anything else but her own reasons.

"Fujiwara." Yun Mo called, his voice as cold as a block of ice, "Sue Zhou Yan, use the code to transfer to Ying Tianyang, and ask him to change all my information to another person."

"Who?"

"Yin Yuan." Yun Mo narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous streamer surged in the shadows, "It's time to find something for her to do, let her go. [,！ The big 6 has been around long enough."

Isn't that just trying to dig her? Then dig as much as you want!

Aim all the spearheads in the direction of Yin Yuan, and according to Yin Yuan's cunning Cheng Dù, he will definitely not let the other party aim his hunting eyes at him.

One wants to dodge, the other wants to hunt down, if they are all smart people, it is estimated that they will have internal friction for a long time, and when the time comes, Yin Yuan will not need her to make a move, Yin Yuan will level the land, even if it can't be leveled, it will be a lose-lose thing.

"By the way, tell sù Ying Tianyang, play a hack game with the other party, and make sure that the other party feels that this information is rare." Yun Mo instructed, "The interpretation of the content needs to set the cipher, pupil, fingerprint, and voice, and the part that should be given is as detailed as possible, and be sure to point out the peculiarities of Yin Yuan's talent."

Fujiwara Kenichi didn't quite understand Yun Mo's calculations, but he still agreed respectfully and walked quickly towards Zhou Yan's position.

……

At the same time, Kyrgyzstan, the fortress of Bishkek, the first real yàn indoor.

"Zell" has browsed all the information of Chinese citizens with a mind no less than a computer, with a population of more than one billion, he was stunned and wrote it down one by one with strong brainpower, and even planned to duplicate the name, classify the same year, and separate men and women.

It's just a pity that there doesn't seem to be a key entry point.

Yun Chengyu, the "king of soldiers" in China thirteen years ago, had a single combat strength, and finally disappeared from the US imperialists; Guan Qinyin, the seventh killer of the "Terrorist" organization thirteen years ago, is an indispensable master with a flying knife in one hand. But in the same month of the same year, she also seemed to have disappeared from the US imperialists.

The "Terrorist" organization is the predecessor of Aidasa, but Idasha has no traces of the operation of the "Terrorist", more of a thing, it is like a novice occupying the territory of the "Terrorist" and is building a new country.

Mei Di, Idasa, Yun Chengyu, Guan Qinyin, Andros...... The ultimate body born in 2o12......

"Zel" always felt that he lacked an entry point, and it seemed that once he found it, his problems and obstacles would be solved. Subconsciously, he fixed the scope of his search on the twelve or thirteen-year-old child, and little by little began to peel off the traces inside.

It didn't take long for him to close the computer, and after all the veins were straightened out, "Zell" realized that he seemed to be in a different direction. I habitually freeze the problem on the bright side of the information, but I forget that the country of China is full of black households and outsiders.

……

At the same time, in China, Anhui Province, "Glory" base.

Ying Tianyang poured down the eighth cup of coffee, and drinking drinks was a rare luxury, but some of the files at hand were more important than rest.

He almost desperately replaced all of Yun Mo's files with Yin Yuan's information at the moment of three o'clock in the morning, during which all kinds of encryption were blocked without money, as if it was a secret, and it was listed as 3s level information.

It took him an hour before he breathed a sigh of relief and put things into the warehouse, but before he could take the last sip of coffee, the information network that had been suppressed to the lowest end of the "glory" was active again.

"What's going on?" Ying Tianyang Xun put down the cup and tapped on the next string of commands, and began to intercept it efficiently, "Virus?"

Something is feeling the invisible number jù invading the computer area of "Glory", and the commotion in the military department has gradually risen.

"Did you really come here?" Ying Tianyang was almost glad that he had stayed up all night to correct Yun Mo's information, "Forget it, let me meet you first!" "

As soon as the words fell, the confrontation between the two about the information war officially began, Ying Tianyang's bloodshot eyes stared at the computer, and his ten fingers left only a flying afterimage on the keyboard.

A slight amount of spiritual power seeped into the keyboard through the fingertips, and gathered together with the number of jù streams, gradually forming a powerful defensive wall.

However, under the strong blow of the other party, Rao is Ying Tianyang couldn't help but show fatigue. After all, a man like him, who works day and night, really can't talk about fighting with full energy.

In the next moment, the shape was immediately reversed, Ying Tian raised his eyebrows, and looked at his blue screen computer silently.

"Oh, take it away...... I don't know what kind of surprise this fake information will come? (To be continued)