In RX 2200, deep in an arid canyon in the western plateau of Western Asia, a group of West Asian people lived. Because of the invasion of the Earth by the "Holy Roman Empire of the Universe" (HRE), some people who have lost their homes can only gather here to escape the war.

"Ahem!"

It's a dirty slum, full of rudimentary tents and garbage, poor air circulation, and sick people coughing and moaning. But there is a lack of doctors and medicine to save them, and they can only hope that God will heal them or make them suffer less.

"Catch him!"

Children chase and fight in the narrow tent "alleys", and although they are hungry, they are still innocent and free. The only premise is not to run out of the canyon, this is not because the children are afraid of encountering HRE's soldiers, but because the environment is destroyed, there are deserts and wastelands for hundreds of miles in this vicinity, and the sandstorms have never stopped, and they are not prepared to run out without permission, and they are likely to die of thirst due to getting lost.

"Hey! Slow down! ”

The frolicking child narrowly bummets into Lin Ao, the only East Asian face in the slums of West Asia, who is carrying dishes. His parents had brought him to a nearby village many years earlier to support education, but war and disease had left Lin Ao orphaned a year earlier. He is 18 years old, but he is very delicate because he is always underfed, but fortunately, he has a good cooking skill, which can make those hard-to-swallow ingredients delicious, so the residents here like him.

"Lin, hurry up and start eating! I'm starving! A carpenter said, clutching his stomach.

"The guerrillas haven't come back with water yet, so bear with me."

Although they are called guerrillas, they are the only strong men left who go out in search of water. Usually you have to go out for two or three days to bring back a small amount of water, but fortunately, the people here have long adapted to the current environment and need far less water than the people outside. Of course, no one asked the guerrillas where they got the water.

Lin Ao moved the dishes to the kitchen, and heard the cheers of the children in the distance, and he also ran quickly towards the source of the sound, because the children were only so cheerful when the guerrillas brought back water.

Because the terrain in the canyon was not convenient for driving in, the guerrillas had to park their dilapidated trucks at the mouth of the canyon and cover them with dust cloths. First, this can prevent the wind and sand from losing parts, and second, it can avoid satellite detection by HRE fighters. Jumping from the passenger seat of the truck was a strong West Asian man, dusty, but with an unusually resolute look in his eyes. He is the leader of the guerrillas, Bashar, and it is from his eyes that many people feel the hope of life.

"Bashar! How's it going? Were the people of HER repulsed? An old man went up to Bashar and asked him.

"Who do you expect to drive them away? These cosmic locusts keep everyone busy! But this time I brought back enough water for you for a week! ”

"May God bless you! Valiant Bashar! An old woman prayed.

Lin Ao did not dare to go to Bashar because he was afraid of a soldier like Bashar who could kill. He ran to a teenager who was carrying a bucket of water - Hafi, his good friend.

"Hey Hafei! Is there enough water to bring back this time? ”

Ha Fei handed the heavy bucket to Lin Ao with an unhappy face, the thin Lin Ao almost didn't stand firm, seeing him like this, Ha Fei smiled, and took the bucket to the cart with Lin Ao and pushed it to the kitchen together.

"I can't stand it! In order to bring back this bit of water, we ran in the wind and sand for a day! If only I had known that I was as weak as you, I wouldn't have been dragged into the guerrillas by Bashar! By the way, Lin-au, Bashar has brought back some game and asked you to make a big meal for the guerrillas and deliver it to their meeting place! ”

Ha Fei gushed a lot of complaints along the way, and Lin Ao finally interjected and asked:

"Hafei, did you bring anything interesting back from outside?"

"Hey boy! It's either sand or sand outside, and even if I did, I was searched by those imps as soon as I came back, and it wasn't your turn! ”

Hafei suddenly lowered his head and said thoughtfully, "But...... Halfway Bashar took us to meet a strange group of people......"

"Strange people?" Lin Ao asked.

"A bunch of guys in suits and flying planes, I've never seen such an advanced plane!"

Hafi continued: "Bashar took a few uncles and the gang to the plane and said something, and when they came out, Bashar and they carried some mysterious boxes and extra water. ”

Lin Ao nodded, this topic was beyond his comprehension, and it was not good for him to continue to ask.

In the evening, Lin Ao did his best to make a "big meal" for the people in the slums, everyone was well fed, everyone sat together in groups of three and two, talking and laughing, forgetting all their troubles, and some even sang and danced. Lin Ao didn't have time to enjoy the singing and dancing, he was still dealing with the mutton and bird meat brought back by the guerrillas, and in order to avoid the sparkling eyes and harness of the children, Lin Ao had to sweat profusely in the stuffy corner, which was a reward for the brave guerrillas.

When the guerrillas' meal was ready, Lin Ao carried his plate through the crowd, and people were full of praise for his food, and Lin Ao felt that it was his happiest time of the day in the canyon.

The cave of the guerrillas was on a low cliff, and they only went to it during meetings, and they usually ate and drank with everyone. Once you get together, you're having a dangerous meeting. Lin Ao nervously walked up the steps, carefully slammed the door, the door was pushed open a small crack, and the vigilant guerrillas saw that it was Lin Ao coming, and their faces immediately became happy.

"The feast is coming!"

"Be quiet! Lin Ao, you come and put down the meal. Before the partisans could cheer that their hungry bellies were finally filled, they were stopped by Bashar and shut their mouths.

This sound also frightened Lin Ao enough, and he put the meal on the table in a panic, not daring to look Bashar's eyes, and turned to leave. Who knew that Bashar grabbed him and said, "Stay and eat together, and you can listen to our meeting too!" Alright, let's have dinner, everyone! ”

Lin Ao was covered in a cold sweat, and sat down next to Ha Fei with a dizzy head, looking at him with a pleading look. But Hafei now only has meat in his eyes, gobbling it up.

"Everyone!" Bashar slapped the table and quieted everyone down before continuing: "Today I went to meet the people of the Star Alliance, and they promised to give us enough material as long as they do one thing for them, and they will also help us drive away the HER!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone put down their food, some people looked sad, and some people looked happy.

"Bashar! Don't blame me for being honest, the Star Alliance can't even manage its own cosmic territory now, can it still help us? An older team member said.

Bashar lit a cigarette, which he smoked only when he needed it most. "This is the only chance we can get back home," he said, "do you want to stay in the canyon for the rest of your life?" ”

"But to fight HER, what about weapons? We don't even have a bullet for each of us now! ”

Bashar waved his hand and asked him to carry over the boxes that the Covenant had given him today. When I opened it, it was full of advanced weapons, including rifles, bullets, and explosives, and no one had ever seen so many weapons.

Bashar ...... What did the Covenant people tell us to do? ”

Bashar took a puff of his cigarette and said: "300 miles away, there is a military fortress. The day after tomorrow, HER and the major forces will have a secret meeting there, I don't know what they will talk about, but what we have to do is to infiltrate and destroy and grab as many humanoid weapons as possible! Then kill enough cosmic locusts! ”

When someone heard the plan, they hurriedly stepped forward to pick up weapons, kissed them like lovers, and chanted the names of their deceased relatives. But some people still asked worriedly: "But, if we can't come back this time, what will happen to the people in the canyon?" ”

Bashar snuffed out the cigarette butt and said, "It's gambling, friends." We can't do it all, tomorrow there will be trucks bringing enough rations and water, so you don't have to worry about your family here. It is harmful to them to keep them here, there is no medicine or water in this hellish place, and every time we set out, we have to take away the sick and die to bury them, and if we stay any longer, everyone will die! ”

No one raised any more objections, and Bashar saw trust in everyone's eyes. He happily left the table to pat each comrade on the shoulder, and everyone nodded to him, and everyone agreed with his plan. When Bashar walked to Lin Ao's side, he looked at Lin Ao who was fidgeting in a cold sweat, and the raised hand hesitated, but still patted Lin Ao on the shoulder.

"Son, you're coming with us tomorrow."