Unlike the tropical Ob winter, in old Europe, a winter without electricity, food and other supplies was particularly deadly. In this deadly winter, people are dragging their feet between the ruins like zombies, and the sound of breathing is drowned in the wind and snow, just like people's life.

Lucerne, a run-down town at the foot of the Alps, is no exception.

Wind and snow swept through the streets of Lucerne, and although the news that the town would begin to be renovated next spring to welcome tourists had already been delivered, people still did not feel happy --- guests were about to change from the lords of the Federation to the new nobles of the universe, the inhabitants of the universe who had been suppressed and even oppressed before.

The sigh of a small town resident who had gone to receive relief was mercilessly drifted away in the howl of the north wind, but soon the scattered laments were shattered by a burst of footsteps that seemed to be out of place with the surrounding footsteps--- because although the owner of the footsteps was also hungry and weak, and even staggered, it seemed that there was some kind of emotion in his heart that made every step of his heart carry a flame of soul, scorching the sorrowful breath nearby, and shattering the sigh of the landing.

The master of the footsteps passed his somewhat surprised neighbor and walked towards an old beacon in the town with a broken statue, and as he approached, there was a tremor in the air from the voice, like a man's breath changing from light to heavy:

Call... Scold... Ha...

As we got closer, the sound of the breath became louder and louder, and it began to mingle with the heavy thumping sound of slamming on the ground:

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The roaring song came from the top of the tower the moment it stepped into the beacon tower, and at the end of the spiral up the stairs, a group of nearby people were shouting out the words they remembered with all their might in an uneven voice:

Children of Thunder, Children of Thunder!

We swear by your honor

Do your best to keep out the evil!

Let the wicked flee when they hear our voices

It's like the mightiest of enemies shattered by your roar

Children of Thunder, we ask for your blessings!

Listen, sons of thunder

Legends about him passed down from soul to soul

He is the son of a god and a demon

But they were nurtured and raised

Ascend into the sky with a power rivaled that of the black sun

Ah, the Black Sun of Revelation

Cast a dark, icy light on the earth

It was then that the war of revelation began

The ancient king, the scourge of the human world,

Wielding the scepter with the hunger and thirst of the past,

Want to smash the whole world!

But one day will come!

The lies of the King of the Black Sun will finally be exposed,

He galloped through the sky with a power rivaled by the sun

Soar through the sky!

Children of Thunder, Children of Thunder!

We swear by your honor

Do your best to keep out the evil!

Let the wicked flee when they hear our voices

It's like the mightiest of enemies shattered by your roar

Children of Thunder, we ask for your blessings!

"You're late, Brother Anton," the middle-aged man standing in front of the crowd smiled, looking at the man who had just stepped onto the top platform of the beacon tower at the end of the chant, "but it's okay, it's good to come, go find the mayor of the block you are responsible for." ”

The man who came in a hurry nodded in response with the same eager gaze, and immediately ran to his own assembly point.

[There is a house in the riverbank area that has been crushed by snow a little today, and the owner of the house is Annika . Desselli, who is not part of next year's government grant, is in dire need of help with warmth and repairs.

[A house on Cobblestone Street can solve this problem]

[There was a loot in the gravel area last night]

[Recovering losses on the premise of giving priority to the safety of victims]

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These words were transmitted through the air, and were also captured by the surveillance devices set up by the federal agents, along with the footage, and turned into a signal that was transmitted all the way to a large conference room in the federal military department.

"What is this, some kind of emerging cult?" The sub-minister in charge of intelligence in Europe turned pale in the face of unwitting intelligence in his jurisdiction, but he broke the silence with a strong voice.

"If the definition of a cult is to worship a non-existent god beyond the human world and form a set of doctrines, then I don't think your definition is wrong," looking at his subordinates who were constantly sweating under his gaze, the corners of Saito's mouth curled up with contempt, "but if the definition of a cult is to encourage people to do stupid things that harm others or to deceive a group of people into serving the interests of one or several people, these people are far from being compared to other similar guys all over the world." ”

"So they... The logistics director of the base, who couldn't figure out why he was involved, asked.

"Similar to the organization of the Street Mutual Aid Society," looking at the strange expressions on everyone's faces, Saito continued to open his mouth without giving anyone time to complain in his heart, "They believe in a guy who is also wandering in the slums now, and their creed is --- greatest evil is good indifference, so it seems that they are doing their best to help others." ”

"It's really... Someone muttered.

"We even have information on the people they admire." Saito said in a playful manner.

"Then what are you waiting for, I'm going to order him to disappear!" The head of the local intelligence department, who had previously felt that he had been derelict in his job, almost jumped to his feet and shouted with a pig's liver-colored face.

"Kill him and you'll have the whole Federation's plan," Annie. Hanover gently cocked his left index finger and pressed down, "Sit down." ”。

Saito looked at the branch minister who dared to speak with anger on his face, and nodded at Anne with a smile:

"This person is the key to the next stage of the plan, but this does not mean that he can be sent to the throne, we need hope, but it can't be in this form!"

"Is !!it... Finally someone reacted and exclaimed.

"That's it, they're the same people who worship very similar organizations around the world, and although they call him in a messy way, they do worship Arlando. Bakina is right, so the [Siegrid] plan to be executed in the next operation of Orb cannot be wrong, we don't need a god, we need technology, weapons and personnel! Saito categorically set the tone for the next step of the meeting.

"All the key frontline fighters are in place, and the last one has just been revived." Annie. Hanover reported.

"Very well, so the next topic...

One by one, the orders were dissolved into the secretary's memories after the discussion, and then turned into electronic streams that flew out and were conveyed to the personnel of the various departments involved, and one of them flew thousands of miles and landed headlong into the jungle of Orb.

"The order just came down." Ah Die threw the personal terminal down, his chest was still bandaged, but he was already holding a cigarette in his mouth, carrying a wine bottle and leaning on the face of Qin Wuyang.

"So?" After Qin Wuyang let the cigarette butt burn through the terminal and extinguished it, he quickly rolled up the cigarette without a filter before he asked lazily.

"Can you at least stop smoking yet, I'm worried that the next second the smoke will come straight out of the wound on your chest."

"You don't have to worry about that, so what?"

"Guided precision strikes at close range, one thing you are very good at."

"What are you kidding, do you need fire guidance for the 800mm naval guns of the federal artillery fleet, that's the job of the pilot of the reconnaissance plane."

"No kidding, it's the guidance work of the guidance weapon with an error accurate to the meter level." Adie shook her head.

"In this era of interference and missiles are useless compared to money?"

“Yep…”

"I thought I recognized it, I came, and I could tell me the truth... Qin Wuyang looked at Ah Die's serious eyes, and after spitting out a cigarette self-deprecatingly, his head tilted to the other side again.

"I'm telling you the truth," Adie also rolled over in the hammock, "What do you know about Sai Ke Miu's induction?" ”

"Some kind of neurotic superhuman psychic person who can guide 。。。。。。。 from a distance Wait, you mean to let me escort a new human as a signal coordinate?! ”

"It's a beacon, but it's a new human, ha... "Adie threw another disposable terminal, "Take a look." ”

Half an hour later, Qin Wuyang raised his head and took a deep breath:

"It's really...

The wine bottle slipped out of his hand and fell under the tree, but it soon flew in front of Qin Wuyang's eyes with a whoosh in defiance of gravity, Qin Wuyang turned his head to look down and found a familiar smile.

"Pole?!"

At the end of the meeting, the commander of Mahat's forces frowned and shook the paper in his hand:

"These guys, can they really do it, in case something goes wrong...

"In case of error, they don't exist," said Anne. Hannover pointed to one of the projections and said, "The fingerprints have been erased, all the teeth have been pulled out and replaced with dentures, the appearance has been adjusted, the leg bones have been amputated and reconnected to reduce the size, and they have been through a hundred battles, and they are all concerned." ”

"Then there's nothing wrong with that." The commander of Mahat's unit threw down the papers and let out a long sigh.

On the document, the seven names are glaring.