"Brother Chu, he's a good person."

"I know it." Chu Tianjiang smiled and said to Iska, "He is a good person, there are many good people in this world, and we have done what we can." ”

Iska didn't say anything more, and it was clear that she had developed feelings for the fugitives.

Chu Tianjiang knew that Iska was a very affectionate person, and he was very approachable, and it was easy to become friends with strangers. This is her specialty, but from another perspective, it is also her weakness, that is, she is too easily influenced by emotions, and even controlled by feelings.

"Good people don't necessarily end well." Soya said next to him.

Chu Tianjiang glanced at Soya and didn't say anything, and Iskar wouldn't quarrel with Soya.

Compared to Iska, Soya is the other extreme. Although she has feminine characteristics, she shows more feminine strength.

The three of them walked silently.

The road is wide, with a total of eight lanes in both directions, and it was certainly a main road before. However, the lanes on both sides have been completely abandoned and become sidewalks. It was probably an overnight journey, so there were no pedestrians ahead, and only a few refugees were starry and falling far behind.

The war has been going on for half a year, and for people living in modern civilization, escaping to the city is the main option.

In the eyes of many people, when you get to the city, you can get everything you want. By contrast, there are very few fugitives like Memphis who hide in the desert.

This is a big city, at least by Chu Tianjiang's standards, it is an out-and-out big city.

It's just that, by the standards of the United Continent, Storm City, located on the southern side of the desert, is actually a small city, with less than five million inhabitants. Compared to the big cities with tens of millions, if not hundreds of millions, of inhabitants, Storm City is more like a town on the periphery.

Of course, this is a city, a fully functioning city.

Storm City has no walls, no gates, just checkpoints on all roads leading to the city, and there are a lot of patrols outside the city.

Memphis is right, it's a warlord's base.

The root cause of the war is the sudden collapse of the powerful doomsday empire, and there is a large power vacuum, and the powerful people in power, or interest groups, want to fill the power vacuum, become the new ruler, control the population and resources, and there is inevitably conflict.

In this game for power, the general who controls the army becomes the biggest victor.

Almost overnight, warlords sprung up, taking control of the cities near their stations and turning them into strongholds.

Storm City, that's the kind of city.

The city was occupied by the "Storm Legion", whose commander was called Rockwell.

In peacetime, the army of the Doomsday Empire was not large, with a total strength of less than a million, and all the armies were scattered around the city. Because there was no threat from the outside world, after hundreds of years of peacebuilding, the army of the Doomsday Empire evolved into a security force. In a sense, the military is just a symbolic presence used to proclaim the dominance of the Doomsday Empire on the United Continent.

On the United Continent, there are a total of four military districts, namely the Eastern, Southern, Western and Northern Military Regions. Because the population is mainly concentrated in the temperate zone of the center, the Eastern and Western Military Regions are the largest, with 350,000 troops each, while the Northern and Southern Military Regions each have 150,000 troops.

As an empire that relies on military power, military districts are administrative regions.

Storm City is just a small city, under the jurisdiction of the Northern Military District. Although the size of the city is not very large, the northern region is almost entirely desert, there are very few cities, and most of them are villages and towns, so it is one of the elite regiments of the Northern Military Region that is stationed near Storm City.

Before the outbreak of war, this army had 50,000 officers and soldiers.

Rockwell was the commander of this corps and one of the three deputy commanders of the Northern Military District.

What's more, he is a general, and his counterpart is a fifth-level modulator.

In the Doomsday Empire, military personnel all have superpowers, but there is a very big difference, and it is directly linked to military rank. Ordinary military personnel are mostly ordinary people who are born with superpowers, their superpowers are not strengthened, their abilities are limited, and they have great limitations. Once you become an officer, you can enhance your superpowers through modulation. Officers are further divided into three classes, namely low, middle, and senior. Low-ranking officers can only accept ordinary modulations to enhance the superpowers they already have, so their strength is only higher than that of ordinary soldiers. In addition to strengthening their own superpowers, mid-level officers can also gain one or more other superpowers, so that they have stronger personal strength, but they are no different from junior officers in major aspects. Only by becoming a senior officer, that is, a general at the rank of major general or above, can you obtain the superpowers you want, and carry out targeted reinforcement, and have a strength that far exceeds that of other officers and soldiers. Among these four tiers, there are several different stages according to the level of modulation and strengthening, and generals can reach up to level five. Further up, there are some existences that ordinary people can't reach at all, and even generals like Rockwell rarely encounter stronger opponents than him.

In peacetime, the military is an ornament.

Only wars and wars can show the value of soldiers.

Rockwell has superpowers and is a very intelligent person at the same time.

As early as more than four years ago, when the imperial authorities began to make concessions to the common people, Rockwell recognized that something had changed in the empire, and a new era was coming. From that time on, Rockwell did everything possible to install his cronies in the Legion, ostracize dissidents, and keep the Legion firmly in his hands, ready for the upheaval that could come at any time.

Of course, he's not the only one doing it.

At that time, almost all the generals of the empire were doing such things, and some generals even used their power to form private legions, that is, they were recruiting civilians with superpowers, arming them, and even allowing them to obtain stronger superpowers through modulation.

Half a year ago, when the upheaval happened, Rockwell did what a corps commander had to do.

That is, self-reliance is king!

Rockwell had to do this, because he stood at the pinnacle of power, had a 50,000-strong army in his hands, and controlled Storm City, which had 5 million men. If he doesn't, naturally someone will step up and replace him and use his legion to do the same.

The upheaval came very suddenly, and in just a few days, the entire world world changed.

What the hell is going on, Rockwell can't say. He only knew that the empire no longer existed, and the powerful beings who had suppressed the legion commander with great strength had all disappeared. The whole world has lost order, and someone must stand up and re-establish order.

Rockwell stepped forward and re-established order with his legions.

Taking control of Storm City was only the first step, and Rockwell later renamed the Legion, thus transforming the Legion into his own personal army. Next, Rockwell began to expand the size of the legion, from 50,000 to 100,000, to 200,000 to 500,000. In less than half a year, the strength of the legion was already close to a million. It's just that Rockwell was not satisfied, and he did not stop the pace of expansion.

Maybe in the northern region, the Storm Legion can be regarded as a top-to-one separatist strength, but looking at the entire continent, it is nothing at all. In the eastern and western regions, more than a million legions abound, and some of the legions that control megacities have tens of millions of officers and soldiers.

The problem is that to expand the force, you need soldiers, and preferably soldiers who are born with superpowers.

Although modulation can allow anyone to have superpowers, modulation equipment is limited, and modulation requires a lot of resources. What's more, modulation takes time, so modulation tends to be only used on legions. If you want to expand the size of the legion in the short term, you need soldiers.

For half a year, the Storm Legion has never stopped, and has been searching for soldiers everywhere.

Rockwell didn't think about dominating the world first, but he was more reluctant to be a fish on someone else's chopping block. In this world of chaos and turmoil, there are only two outcomes for anyone, either to be slaughtered by others or to be slaughtered by others. If it were ordinary people, Rockwell would have chosen a different life. It's a pity that he is not a commoner, but a person in power with a legion in his hands.

All warlords need civilians, and without the people, warlords become bare-bones commanders.

The problem is that the warlords don't need other warlords and will try to eliminate them.

Rockwell had no choice, he had to grow, he had to have a stronger military force. Half a year of war has changed everything, and thousands of years of history have taught him that any new era is built on destruction, and the greater the change of the times, the more comprehensive the destruction becomes.

Of course, as a legion commander, as a warlord who dominated one side, Rockwell was able to obtain things that the common people could not have imagined at this time.

As usual, Rockwell got up after dawn.

This is a habit he developed after putting on the military uniform.

After checking the equipment to make sure that his body had not mutated, Rockwell went to the dining room on the terrace in the back garden.

This is the place to have breakfast and can see the whole of Storm City.

Breakfast is also the best time of the day.

Sitting 1,500 meters above the ground, with a bird's-eye view of the city of five million inhabitants and enjoying the fish sauce made from snow fish from the extremely cold regions of the south, Rockwell felt that he was the master of the city, the supreme emperor of the city.