The seven teams rushed to the end of their strength and stopped.

"It's the limit. Holding a special metal shield against the ghouls outside, the accompanying engineer who had pierced the reagent had also passed the drug, and his face was surrounded in the center. And the soldiers beside him were also tired.

It's not that they don't want to prick the reagent, but almost all the main battle soldiers who signed up for this event have been pricked many times and have become resistant to the reagent.

The engineers who accompanied them could only keep up with them if they had reagents, but it was useless for them to be in the past, and at least one engineer had to arrive.

Both are also intended to minimize the damage of this mortal operation.

The comer was already the lowest top peak of all the staff except for the engineers, and was led by two half-step gods and demons, and if there were too many failures, then the loss would be a headache for even the commander-in-chief of the capital's defense line.

The captain of the officer, who was at the head of the group, had been dragged into the crowd of corpses after exhaustion, and the fragments could no longer be found, and now the command of the team went to the deputy captain who also served as a military doctor with a cross on his arm.

"Here it is. The deputy captain fought tiredly, looked at the endless surging corpse tide in front of him, and shook his head helplessly.

"Leave the tinder. The vice-captain said decisively.

Then the people around him forcibly dragged their tired bodies to take out all kinds of parts they had with them, and under the command of the engineer who forcibly overdrew his life by stabbing the reagents that would kill him again, he built a temporary base against the tide of corpses with one hand and the other hand.

Soon, a pitch-black energy barrier generator was set up, and the already dim energy shield above the head was re-lit and stabilized.

And the big box they were carrying was also buried in it, as well as all kinds of supplies and ammunition they carried with them.

The telegram was sent back. The signal soldier on the side sent a gesture that the communication had been successfully sent.

"The signal is set. The Engineer, who had exhausted the last bit of mental strength, made a gesture and fell to the ground with a thud.

"All right, warriors. The vice-captain glanced around at the gray-faced, exhausted soldiers who were still shielding them.

"Let me die. The vice-captain's eyes were calm.

"For the future of mankind!" the soldiers around him straightened their backs and said in unison.

Everyone pushed their shields and swords against the tide of corpses, and then was swallowed up by the surging and terrible tide of corpses.

The makeshift stronghold they left behind, constantly flashing blue light to send its location, without the smell of human blood, the ghouls had little interest in it.

Either stepping on or bypassing, the blue barrier stands in place like an umbrella, like a lighthouse guiding the direction of the follow-up troops.

And there are seven such lighthouses.

"The first batch were all killed. The signal soldier put down the headset in his hand and said to the commander who was waiting.

The chief said calmly: "The second batch will depart, the third batch will be on standby, and the fourth batch will be prepared." ”

"Yes. ”

The sun sets, and at noon the next day, the lighthouse refreshes its position again.

"It's getting closer. The Winged Corpse King looked at the lighthouse that was getting closer and closer to the tide of corpses.

"How did they do it?It stands to reason that their physical strength should have been exhausted at the first lighthouse, and there were no supplies there, how did they advance the distance?" the blonde corpse king on the side said curiously, it also had a pair of golden wings between its eyebrows, and it was also one of the spokesmen of the true god.

The Golden Pupil Corpse King looked at the lighthouse and said calmly, "It's the direction." ”

"Direction?" The blonde corpse king was stunned: "What is that?"

The Golden Pupil Corpse King squinted his eyes: "Human beings, this thing, the potential is infinite, they are different from those of us who are born to stand on the top, they are born very weak, so weak that even in the world without the help of the gods, their strength and speed are very weak. ”

"Such a weak creature can win the favor of the true God on its own, and even rely on the possibility of gaining strength freely given by the true God, to compete with us, the darlings of the true God, for the world, and even without the help of the true God, we may have perished now. "The Golden Pupil Corpse King said.

The Blonde Corpse King muttered, "That's what I said, but ......"

The Golden Pupil Corpse King ignored it, and said to himself: "The potential of human beings is unimaginable, they are the most incredible existence, let's see, this group of people is exhausted when they reach the first so-called supply point, and they are still resting against the tide of corpses."

This won't restore much strength at all, but they will think, thinking that the last group of people has advanced so much, and we can too, so they continue to move forward against the tide of corpses, one by one, and so ......"

Bang bang bang.

Dozens of ghouls were picked off, and a team of soldiers covered in black and red blood like demon gods rushed out, their eyes were red and panting like thunder, but they still tightly guarded the wooden box behind them.

There was not a single scar on the wooden box, except for blood.

"Corpse kings, we have come as promised. The officer at the head shook twice, stood still, straightened his back, and shouted.

And the tide of corpses behind him had already stopped, not making a sound, not moving.

The blonde corpse king's eyes narrowed.

"Look, here they are. The Golden Pupil Corpse King smiled.

......

"It worked. The correspondent stood up and shouted in surprise.

The entire communications room also cheered, as if it had won a big battle.

The officer on the side also showed a relaxed look, but left the communication room calmly.

And the communicator, seeing the departing officer, did not care to get excited with the other cheering colleagues, and ran out with him.

"Sir?" the correspondent saw the officer lighting a cigarette and looking out the window.

"Why, why are they coming here if you don't participate?" the officer glanced at him.

"You don't seem to be in high spirits. The correspondent said cautiously.

The officer laughed to himself: "yes, how can I be happy." ”

He took a long puff of his cigarette and spit it out heavily.

He took out a cigarette case and handed it to the correspondent: "One?"

The correspondent took out one and sniffed it, smiling awkwardly: "I haven't smoked." ”

The officer lit him up and said with a smile: "After all, in the last days, it would be too wasteful to spend resources to make this kind of thing, if it weren't for the early days of the capital's defense line, there were too many old guys like me, no cigarettes and no alcohol, and everyone couldn't bear it, so the capital was forced to take out a small part of its resources to make these things."

Over the years, as you children have grown up and been taught not to smoke and drink, these resource manufacturing places have slowly disappeared, and it's normal that you haven't smoked, but I've kept this box for a long time. ”

The correspondent tried to take a puff, and then coughed violently for a long time with the strong smell of smoke.

"Haha, this thing is not easy to smoke, in order to make us old guys quit smoking, there are a lot of bad tricks on it, and this cigarette is getting more and more choking. The officer laughed.

The correspondent wiped his tears and held back his cough and asked, "You haven't said it yet, why are you upset?" ”

The officer stopped laughing, took another breath, and slowly spit it out: "They were delivered, they are heroes, but how can they come back." ”

The correspondent froze, then lowered his head.

The officer looked at the sky in the distance: "This mission goes, whether it succeeds or not, it is already a dead man." ”

"And my son went too. The officer smiled.

The correspondent opened his mouth, and finally could only whisper: "Mourning." ”

The officer smiled and shook his head: "His kid, not long after he entered the battlefield, he narrowly escaped death several times, and in just a few months, he pierced the life water to the limit of medicine and resistance." Although this made him rise rapidly in both strength and position, it also brought him into the fire pit. ”

He pulled out a photograph from his bosom and handed it to the correspondent, who was the officer who had successfully delivered the equipment to the Corpse King's lair.

"This kid likes these things, arguing all day long about what is for the future of mankind. But what about himself?" a tear appeared in the corner of the officer's eye.

"Not to mention, if we succeed this time, we can also breathe a sigh of relief, this kid can be regarded as a reliable thing, he has not lived in vain in this life, he is better than me. The officer smiled.

The correspondent looked up at him again, the tears in the corners of his eyes had disappeared, and his face had regained its fortitude.

......

"Succeeded?" Ning Zhou, who was lying on the bed playing with the switch, heard the sound of an instrument alarm from the next room, which was the sound of the Quartet's equipment being set up.

He hurriedly got up and ran over and turned on the device according to Meng Yang's instructions.

His move this time was to move the whole house and yard into the carry-on space and take it to a random mountain and then take it out in its entirety, although the carry-on space is infinite, but the opening is very small, and if he wants to expand, he can only rely on Ning Zhou to invest a lot of left eye power to temporarily expand, and he wasted a lot of effort to barely fit it.

The power of his left eye that he put in and took out was basically the same, and even with Wendy and Poole, he rested for a long time.

A phantom of a beautiful woman appeared out of thin air, her body was hazy, revealing a hint of unreality, letting Ning Zhou know that the projection equipment was working normally.

"Hello, Ning Zhou Divine Envoy. The beautiful female phantom smiled and bent down slightly, "You can call me Dream, this is my name." I'm your device AI, at your service. ”

"Wow, you actually designed AI artificial intelligence?" Ning Zhou said in surprise: "Why didn't Meng Yang tell me?"

When Meng Yang left, he only taught him how to turn on the device, saying that the device would run automatically, and he would know how to use him to open it, but he didn't expect it to be AI control.

However, it is no wonder that there was already a part of the AI system before the disaster, and the functions have been relatively perfect, but it is not intelligent enough, and it makes no sense that all kinds of technologies have flourished in the post-disaster decade.