Just when An Xiaoyu and Hong Lingxian were competing with each other for the first opportunity, the battlefield of the entire empire and the alien race began to become stable. The central government was occupied by the empire within a kilometer of Wu Qian, and the imperial army chose to fight steadily and steadily, constantly consolidating the control of this place.

At the same time, the students of the Three Thousand Academy had also reached the range of the former no man's land, approaching the borders of the alien races, and coming into contact with those border races. When they came into contact with the alien race again, they were still a little difficult to let go, after all, the last time they saw the alien race, they were still fighting each other.

Although I understand that there are many races among the alien races that are not a threat to humans, and even take the initiative to get close to humans. But under the Heavenly Dao, it is impossible for either an alien race or a human race to completely trust each other. Even in the hearts of the Huang clan, they still maintain the order given by the Heavenly Dao to destroy the human race, not to mention the other races, they can't disobey the order of the Heavenly Dao at all.

Therefore, even if these aliens are close to the human race, in the final analysis, they are just to survive better. When they saw these aliens, the students of the Three Thousand Academy all had complicated expressions. The squadron they were in, a whole hundred mechs, was responsible for the transfer of an entire tribe.

This tribe has been determined to completely fall to the alien race, and all the tribesmen are ready to leave the ancestral land where their ancestors have lived for countless years. All that remains is to enter the confines of the Great Wall, wait for the arrangement of the Empire, and wait for the unknown life.

The empire said very well to them, if this place can be defeated in the future, then the ancestral land will still be theirs in the future, and they will definitely not commit any offense against these races who support the empire. But they all know that it is still very difficult for the empire to defeat the alien race, let alone defeat it completely.

In the future, if the war is at a stalemate, or if it ends only in a slight victory, even if the humans have defeated the aliens, what is the use of them returning to their ancestral lands? At that time, the battlefield will be nothing more than moving from their left to the right, and when the time comes, it will be their ancestral lands that are sandwiched between the two sides, so it is better not to go back.

The tribe they are in charge of is a very small race, since ancient times, it has been a very weak tribe, and humans call them the Wind Tribe. The appearance of the Fengqu clan is like a dandelion pompom, with a thin body inside, and countless long white slender rods extending from the body, and the top of the thin rod is fluffy fluff, and everything is hidden in the fluff.

The appearance of the Fenggo clan is a very precious fiber material, and the reason why it is called the Fenggo clan is because the appearance of the Fengqu clan will also change seasons. At the end of spring and autumn, they are changed twice each to cope with the seasons and temperatures.

At this time, it is often the time when the gale leaves, and the last wind will take away the fluff on their bodies and scatter them in the air, so humans call them the wind to the tribe. The fluff of the Wind Clan, after processing, can be made into ropes and fabrics of the highest quality, and is stronger than the finest composites in the Empire.

Don't look at the fluff of the Fenggo clan, it seems that there are so many small handfuls of them. But in fact, their hairs do not grow from the tops of these supporting rods, the rods are just an extension structure, and in fact these hairs grow from their bodies.

The structure of the thin rod resembles straw, with a hard shell on the outside and a central control on the inside. The fluff passes through the hollow structure, extends to the outside of the thin rod, and finally bursts open at the end of the thin rod, forming a small umbrella-like puff that finally converges into a white protective layer of fluff.

Therefore, the fluff of the wind go clan is actually very long. According to the maturity of the Wind Clan, as the body grows, the length of the face will gradually increase. The longer the fluff, the more suitable it is for making stiff ropes and fabrics. But it's a pity that the reproduction efficiency of the Fengqu tribe is not high, so the yield has not been able to rise.

To be honest, a race like the Wind Go Clan will only grow hair, and the law will only help take away their hair with a little wind law, which is actually not important at all. Such a sheep-like race, if it had not lived in a no-man's land, would have been extinct long ago.

The empire has heard of attacks, and after the First Great War of the Ten Thousand Races, the primeval races have existed in name only. Due to the Great War of All Races, after the war, no more than 9,000 races survived, and more than 1,000 races were completely wiped out in the war.

After the war, the alien race implemented the natural law of survival of the fittest, which eventually led to many small races having no room to survive under oppression, and finally disappeared into the natural world. According to speculation and calculation, the empire estimated that there should be only more than 7,000 of the current primeval races left.

Among them, what disappeared was nothing more than races like the Fenggo Clan, or simply races that didn't want to fight, were pressed to the ground and rubbed by the races of the main battle faction, and finally went away to the ocean, or simply lost their inheritance. Although this kind of behavior of the alien race is not bad, it is always a little too cruel.

The Wind Clan had long seen what had happened to them, and they knew that the rule of the primeval tribes had become deformed. Humanity is a competitor who has made the minds of the higher races begin to become uglier and more radical in the face of other races, and they are no longer seen as one of all races, but as a burden.

They have nowhere to put them and can only seek help from humans. These were previously regarded as enemies, and the Heavenly Dao gave them a mission to destroy the hostile race. Choosing survival or dignity? This is the eternal slide in war, a problem that either side can encounter.

There are only two answers, but there are probably an infinite number of options. If anything, who wouldn't want to choose dignity? However, in the face of a situation where dignity and survival could not be achieved at the same time, they had to give up their dignity and take refuge in the empire that could give them life.

The experience of the Wind Tribes is tragic, and even after struggling to survive in a no-man's land for so many years and still being able to maintain the group, their experience is all singable and weeping. But in the end, they still can't escape the fate of choice. As a result, they had to choose to take refuge in their enemies.

The conditions of the empire are superior, providing them with a free area to grow, providing them with a dependence on survival, according to the laws of the empire, as long as they obey the rules of the empire, as long as they go to work, they can earn enough money to live, just like human beings themselves.

But they all know that they will never be human, they will never become human. Even if you survive within the empire, even if you get enough rights and living space. They will always be the Wind Race, and humans will always have only one name for them - Alien!

The patriarch of the Wind Clan stood in front of the altar and looked up at the sky reverently. There was nothing above the empty altar, only the lines of the wind carved on the pillars that left dappled shadows in the sunlight. Thousands of Fenggo tribesmen knelt down on the west side of the altar, as if a thick layer of snow had been draped over the hillside.

Among these Fengqu tribes are adult tribesmen, as well as a large number of young people. Even the juvenile tribesmen make up almost half of the number. This is the result of the plundering of all races, and the higher races have drawn most of the prime-aged and inferior races to work, and the remaining fertile and young people have ensured the continuation of the race, so that they can obtain enough cheap or even free labor for many years.

And the value of their labor is constantly being accumulated as the private assets of the higher races, and they are not willing to take it out for them at all. Slowly led to the economic depression of the millennium within the alien race, and it was these exploited lower races who suffered after all.

However, even so, leaving the territory of the Ten Thousand Clans is still a painful choice for the Wind Clan. The Great Elder stood on the altar at the top of the hill and looked at the empty altar. Many years ago, countless years ago, the altar was once placed with the purest wind law of time.

But now, they can only look up to the world, watching countless winds that do not belong to them disappear like this, and the winds that do not belong to them blow again, and the whole world has long been devoid of their shelter. They had to leave the land that belonged to them, and since then they have gone with the wind, and there is no longer a root system.

“￥&%……&*￥&%*&%”

The Great Elder said something in his mouth, and stretched out his hands to the heavens, as if to hold back the north wind that swept through the sky. The same is true of the other wind-going tribes, whose prayers carry endless sorrow and sorrow. They had been kneeling under the altar for half a day, leaving them with their last attachment to the place where they had grown.

Dong Xiaoguan sat on the armored truck, looking at the scene in the distance, a little confused. The Imperial Army is all around the Ancestral Lands. The armored vehicles and sappers responsible for the relocation were already ready, and they waited here for half a day. At first, I thought it would be over soon, but I didn't expect it to be endless.

He couldn't help but ask in the communicator: "Brother Leng, do you understand what they say?" ”

Although Leng Yan is a candidate, he has already been on the mecha, which is the priority of the top students plus the disciples of the second series of families. In the mecha, he also looked at the picture on the light screen, and the sound in his ears was processed through an excellent monitoring and transmission device, which was clearer than Dong Xiaoguan's.

He pursed his lips and ate an energy bar: "Ghosts can understand!" ”

At this time, a veteran in the channel suddenly laughed: "I don't understand, right?" I say to you, they say in the verily, thank Heaven for giving them a savior to bring them out of the sea of suffering, and from then on all the primeval tribes will go to their mother's house! Isn't it fragrant to be a sheep? ”

However, at this time, Xu Hewei spoke: "Senior, what the Fenggo clan believes in is not the way of heaven, it is the law of the wind system, and what they worship is also the law of the wind system. And for the primeval races, human beings are not saviors at all, they are just another sea of suffering. ”

There was a burst of laughter in the communication laptop, and several veterans kept making fun of the one who had just been talking nonsense. The man didn't care at all, but said: "When they arrive in the Empire, they will know what it means to get out of the sea of suffering, they know what it is!" Barbarian! ”

Xu Hewei sighed slightly, but finally didn't say anything. In fact, he knew better than these soldiers that it was precisely because there were too many people who regarded the alien race as a "barbarian" that the primeval races would not really experience happiness when they came to the empire, and this experience would last for hundreds of years or even longer for the ten thousand races who entered the empire.

It is true that human society is changeable, flexible, and adaptable, but this adaptation process is still not too short. If the situation is good, it will take at least three generations for humanity to truly do so, not just talk.

Putting down the list in his hand, Xu Hewei shook his head.

He is now the deputy in charge of the maintenance division and the engineering team in the entire team, and his status is quite high. This status is not obtained solely by virtue of the identity of the head of the Nine Dao Pass, but in exchange for real credit. When An Xiaoyu was busy running northeast and west, Xu Hewei was certainly not idle.

Whether it is assisting in the research of star energy, the research and development of satellite technology, the transformation of new mechas, the construction of the Great Wall of the Empire, or industries involving various emerging technologies, most of them have a figure of Xu Wei. Xu He Wei is different from many years, many years is an entrepreneur, Xu He is a scientist.

It can be said that Xu Hewei's position in the entire team is still very important, although at present, his identity is just an intern.

"Didn't I say, when do you have to get this thing? Xuebajun, do you know how long their sacrifices last? We came in the morning, and we were all hairy, and they weren't done yet. ”

"Hey! If you grow hair, you will also become a wind tribe, and when the time comes, you can make a lot of money as long as you remove your hair, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, and you can attract a lot of little girls who like furry, isn't it happy? Then you won't have to fight, you can just become a national treasure! ”

"Fuck you! Lao Tzu can stab you to death if he grows hair! ”

A veteran squad leader reminded: "Ahem! Now it's a mixed mix. ”

Mixed formation, that is, the formation of men and women together, although there are not many female students in the 3,000 Academy, there are still women there. Several people were suddenly silent and did not dare to speak. They usually get these meat jokes by themselves, and it's a shame to take them out?

Then, the girl Zhao Ziying spoke: "That...... I actually wanted to ask...... Is it cool to tie it up? ”

There was silence in the formation channel, and then the whole team began to laugh in a low voice. They didn't dare to laugh out loud, especially during the mission, the Wind Tribes were still performing some serious rituals, and if they laughed, they would have to have a diplomatic dispute on the spot.

Only the people sitting in the mecha and the engineering vehicle can laugh out loud, Xu Hewei also shook his head slightly, the trio is worthy of being a trio. Regardless of what others don't know, the students of the mecha department couldn't be clearer, what Zhao Ziying asked was definitely not whether it was cool to prick a woman, but whether it was cool for a man to prick a man.

Diverging from this crooked building, Xu Hewei hurriedly said: "The sacrificial activities of the Fengqu clan will last all day, in fact, people have started at twelve o'clock in the morning and will continue until twelve o'clock today." It symbolizes a whole round of wind that remains intact in their lives. In fact, when we came, we were ready to evacuate at night, and we guarded here during the day, just to show sincerity and let us see the world. ”

"Okay, Xuebajun doesn't have to be polite, just say that we people can rise in the world!"

Xu Hewei smiled: "I didn't say that, in fact, the sacrifice of the Fengqu clan is still very interesting." Well...... If you can understand their sacrifices. I haven't seen it before, and it's a long experience together, so it's better to see it than to hear it! ”

"I said, no wonder you brought so much night combat equipment, at first I wondered, what did you do when you came out early in the morning and brought so much night combat equipment?" The person in charge of logistics suddenly realized: "You say, is it safe at night or during the day on this side of the front?" ”

Good guy, as soon as this question came out, it immediately caused a heated discussion. These soldiers in the team, all of whom were excellent imperial people who had gone through twelve years of compulsory education, did not take long to divide into two factions by expressing their opinions, one side thinking that it was safer during the day, and the other side thinking that it was safer at night, and they quarreled fiercely!

Xu Hewei couldn't cry or laugh again, and hurriedly mediated and said: "Okay, okay, there is no need to argue about this issue, of course, it is more dangerous at night and safer during the day." The alien race is now secretly researching mechs with Origin, isn't it just to fight our mecha formation? For our team equipped with a squadron, unless there is a master above the grandmaster, it will not pose a sufficient threat to us at all. Of course, the aliens also know this, so they have not directly started a war on the front until now, and let us act. But one of the things that the aliens have an advantage now is that we haven't yet studied the principle of the Crypto Worm, so it is more beneficial for them to sneak up at night. ”

After hearing Xu Hewei's analysis, the others were also silent. The things about the Hidden Insects and the alien mecha were actually not hidden from them. They can figure it out with a little thought. In the end, someone sighed and said, "I hope I won't encounter a sneak attack from the alien race tonight!" Send these Wind Clan's gods back. ”

Xu He didn't speak, whether the alien race would sneak attack, and which team would sneak attack, these were not certain. Therefore, every team must prepare for the worst when they are dispatched. Of course, the same is true for them, especially since there are still a large number of students among them.

However, it stands to reason that even if the alien team penetrates deep into the rear of the Empire's expanding battle line, the number will not be too large, otherwise it will be immediately detected by satellite surveillance. And the area where they are located is also the most central position of the 70,000 and 5 fronts, and it is difficult for the aliens on both sides to come here.

If it really happens, it may be an excellent opportunity to train the troops, and of course, it is also an opportunity to earn credit. Thinking so, Xu He refocused his attention on the monitoring around him. Time passed, night fell, and there was silence around the altar.

At zero o'clock, a team began to quietly leave.