Jerusalem, the atmosphere inside this downcast base is as dark as a haze.

The Anomalous and the army sent out this time were only brought back by the surviving Zell with mutilated corpses, and some even had only a little clothing and medals left. They were packed in a coffin by Zell and transported back to Jerusalem with the looted grain.

Zell's rhetoric did not arouse the suspicion of the high-level, to be precise, even if some people had doubts in their hearts, their eyes were diverted by the newly earned grain, one second they were still talking about how to take revenge on the so-called alliance, and the next second they were fighting for the ownership of the grain.

To make matters worse, a group of high-ranking officials accused Zell of negligence in making room for food rather than bringing back a coffin of corpse fragments.

Hearing this, Zell only showed a sour expression, and even his voice was full of sadness: "I just hope that where they came from and where they can go back." Compared with the cold other, there is a greater sense of belonging to one's hometown. Isn't it? ”

Zell did not hide his voice when he said this, causing the soldiers in the conference room to hear it and look mournful.

Zell's strongness, responsibility, and gentleness are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the greed, short-sightedness, and cruelty of the top are disgusting. With such a stark contrast, the scales of the human heart tilted suddenly, and all the weights were tilted to Zell's side.

The meeting was not over, and public opinion from the outside world was already very loud, and some secret forces of the people activated their own spies to throw an olive branch of cooperation to Zell, believing that a strong and gentle person like Zell was more suitable to be the leader of the base.

The political winds in Jerusalem have changed, but the top brass who are living in a mess are unaware.

The high-level demanded that the "loot" be put into storage this time, but everyone understood that the term "storage" was nothing more than filling their pockets. Under pressure from the top of the hierarchy, Zell sought to distribute food to the families of the survivors, and if the victims were also alone, to the children in need of nutrition.

It's a pity that this popular request was ruthlessly rejected by the high-level, and this batch of rice and grain soaked in the blood of the soldiers finally entered the pockets of the high-level, and even Zell was "house arrested" in disguise.

Jerusalem is already in a stormy situation, and Zell, who has been placed under "house arrest" in disguise, is now comfortably lying on his back on his laboratory sofa, quietly waiting for the mutiny at the base.

He groveled to the high-level as a high-level supernatural and suffered insults. This led the higher-ups, who were originally extremely afraid of the supernatural, to begin to feel that the supernatural were nothing more than that.

They have no respect for the Anomalous, and even more so for ordinary soldiers and civilians, and Zell lifts the higher-ups into the clouds step by step in order to make them fall even harder.

In the Jerusalem base, which is full of hunger, chaos and torment, the appearance of food is tantamount to a dispute. And without revealing how much food they brought back, all the refugees felt that it was a considerable fortune.

However, the high-level wants to embezzle this wealth privately, without taking into account the feelings of the common people.

Zell was not so kind to bring back a considerable amount of food, he just carried the smallest military plane to fill it with rice and grain, put a coffin along the way, and also filled up the bones left by many Japanese and returned them to Jerusalem.

It is precisely because the amount of rice grain is not large, and if it is distributed, the high-level will not have room to loot oil and water, so it has intensified the high-level desire to embezzle rice and grain.

When it comes to the amount of rice and grain, the common people don't believe that there will be so little, and they will still think that the top is full of private pockets. Since advancing is neither advancing nor retreating, why not do all the bad things?

One link is linked to the other, no matter what the top leaders do, the contradictions in the base will eventually erupt. Their incessant devouring of food has only accelerated the deterioration of the situation.

Zell sees very clearly that if trust is lost between people, and the credibility of the leadership is lost, the water will surely be overturned.

The weakness of mankind is so easy to grasp that it is almost effortless to remediate the area of Jerusalem, but it is aimed at China, American imperialism, and the alliance, and he has been repeatedly frustrated.

However, the chess pieces in the alliance have been inserted, and Han Xiuyu, who has not seen news for a long time, is either seriously injured or killed, and the European army will inevitably shrink at this moment, and Yun Mo ......

And Yun Mo ......

Zell frowned, for Huaxia, a thirteen-year-old leader, he couldn't understand her mind at all, and he couldn't figure out her whereabouts.

According to the current point in time, the sixth-order tyrant has been active in all parts of the world, and even if Alice of the Americas wants to take revenge on the zombie bird for attacking the White House, she can't get away with it at this moment. As for Yun Mo, he still has no time to take care of the monsters in Huaxia territory, so he shouldn't be able to take care of the alliance or even ...... Tibet.

So, now is a good time to enter Tibet?

No...... No, no, no......

Zell's mind flashed back to the last video footage of the European battlefield, which had been encrypted and saved by the Human Alliance, which was now sitting quietly in his computer's memory, frame by frame.

"Fox ......," Zell muttered, "the fox that can push Dumukai back, three tails...... Still mingling with humans...... A ninth-order mutant beast? ”

He sat up from the couch suddenly, and suddenly felt that the strong man in the enemy camp was really much more unexpected.

The lights flickered in the room, leaving a eerie shadow on Zel's face. He pondered for a moment with a grim face, then chuckled.

"Heh......"

……

In the city of "Atlantis", Han Xiuyu, who had just recovered from a serious injury, was lying on his back on the hospital bed, and the infusion drip was slowly pushed into the blood vessels. Wei Jun'an sat on the side of the hospital bed peeling apples, this precious thing is not common, and Han Xiuyu can get three or two.

"Twelve days have passed since I was seriously injured and when I am conscious?" Han Xiuyu's voice was a little ethereal, and he seemed to be very weak, "So long?" ”

"Well, don't talk about it, the doctor said you have 14 days of danger, and it's good to wake up in 12 days." Wei Jun divided the apple into small pieces and put it into Han Xiuyu's mouth, "Eat and drink well and sleep well, don't worry about anything else, a few of our buddies are not dead yet, you can be safe." ”

"Is the Sichuan area stable?" Han Xiuyu still couldn't help but ask, "I'm half-disabled, and I don't think I've been able to cultivate well for more than half a year." ”

"Xiao Chen is guarding it! Even if Brother Xiao'er doesn't have a good brain, and there is no help around, what are you anxious about? Wei Jun stuffed himself with an apple in Han Xiuyu's eyes, and continued, "Besides, Uncle Tu has already gone to the 'Shu Capital' with the alliance army, so there is nothing to rush about." ”

"With the fat man's section operation to ensure that 'Shudu' can be strict."

Han Xiuyu: "I am even more upset when you say this......

Wei Jun: "......" (To be continued.) )