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"Long, Long......" The ancient Nami Star is like an epic beast that has been silent for many years and is slowly waking up, gently stretching its bloated and clumsy body, bringing a kind of panic like the end of the world to the flea-like humans on the body.

Marshall, who was sitting in the armored car, turned pale with a pale face, and there were three of his comrades opposite, none of whom spoke, except for the tires rolling over the bumpy road, the bumpy equipment line shook incessantly, and the whole cabin was as silent as death.

Although they couldn't see their faces because of the helmet's blockage, Marshall knew that the expressions of the three of them must be the same as his, and their hearts were full of "palpitations".

Halfway through the battle, the 3789th Division retreated to the rear for some reason, and just when the front-line commander was hesitating whether to take advantage of the victory to pursue, the command of the "Silver Wing" came with an order to "retreat immediately".

Although such an order to retreat greatly annoyed the middle-level officers who were prepared to strike while the iron was hot and smash the Yellow Dragon straight into the Yellow Dragon, so as to win a few merits, it was great news for junior officers like Marshall, as well as ordinary soldiers.

I was finally able to catch my breath and rest for a while. In this war, it doesn't matter who wins or loses, the important thing is to save your life, stay in the green mountains, and not be afraid of running out of firewood.

Compared to them, Marshall had another thought in his heart, and finally he didn't have to face that mysterious army. Earlier, he abandoned his position and fled, and the commander of the reserve battalion, Walter Scott, was very surprised that he did not hold their group of junior officers accountable, but he did not know whether it was his conscience or the order of the higher-ups.

The convoy had already advanced more than 240 kilometers and would have a few hours before it could return to the territory occupied by the Sulu Imperial Army. According to the news from the headquarters, the Kitty Hawk Wing has sent a number of frigates to meet it, and there will be no new dangers.

In this battle, in the end, the Sulu Imperial Army won, after going back, it is indispensable to open a bottle of wine to celebrate, perhaps, after this battle, his rank can be raised by one or two levels, and he will be a company commander.

Just when he was thinking about it, suddenly, the body shook violently, and if it weren't for the seat belts, the four people in the cabin would have rolled to the ground.

The mountain suspension system attached to the armored vehicle, the ordinary convex stones, trenches and other obstacles could not cause this kind of impact at all. Obviously, it's not the car shaking, it's ...... It's the earth that is shaking.

"Earthquake or volcanic eruption?" Marshall then denied the conjecture in his mind, and at Na'vi's age, the geocentric activity had long been depleted and weakened, and it was difficult to cause such a powerful geological disaster.

"What the hell is going on?"

At this moment, another jolt came, and the porcupine multi-purpose armored personnel carrier braked sharply and stopped. Marshall unbuckled his seatbelt, clutched the escalator, cautiously walked to the rear, opened the door, and leaned out.

The moment he stuck his head out of the car, the scene that appeared in his field of vision made him shudder, and the hairs on his body stood up.

The hard granite floor is like broken pieces of glass, with cracks and textures. Large strands of fine sand sink down along the cracks between the plates, and every vibration in the ground leaves new cracks on the ground, and countless gravel shakes from side to side, and some of them are "boneless...... "Bone Lulu" rolled down towards the depression.

In the distance, the Gobi Desert collapsed without warning, raising a puff of flying sand.

As the shaking intensified, so did the cracking of the tectonic plates, and more and more armored vehicles stopped, and then the rear doors or tank hatches opened, revealing panicked faces.

"What's wrong? What happened? The communicator heard the noisy shouts of his comrades.

One soldier after another jumped out of the armored vehicle, and one of the big rear jackals tilted and fell to one side.

It was a crack up to a meter wide, rapidly closing in on the convoy.

"Get off, quick, get off." Panicked shouts came and went. Some lucky people saw the opportunity early, and finally saved a small life, and some unlucky people, too late to jump out of the car, even people and vehicles, fell into the wider and wider cracks, leaving only a long series of screams in the communicator.

"All personnel, get out of the car, get out of the car, and seek shelter in a safe place." The communicator heard the loud roar of Lieutenant Colonel Wesley Dalle, commander of the 2nd Infantry Brigade.

In the face of natural disasters, human power is so weak, so weak that it can only survive with changes.

"Shuttle, what about the shuttle? Lower the soft ladder, quickly, quickly, and prioritize transporting the wounded away. After giving the order to the aviation support battalion, Wesley was just about to contact the headquarters in the southern hemisphere to request support, when suddenly, without saying a word, the guard next to him grabbed his waist, dragged him a few steps forward, and threw it directly through the back door of the command vehicle.

In the process of rolling in the air, he saw a crack in the ground more than three meters wide approaching at a rapid speed, and the nearby ground quickly retreated to both sides as if it had been torn from the ground by a pair of hands.

A rush came from his back, and Wesley landed safely, but the porcupine III command vehicle was tilted outward, and the whole fell into the wider and wider cracks in the ground.

"Lieutenant Colonel, take care." The voice of Bruno, the guard, choked up over the communicator.

Looking at the scene of the four weekends, and then at the soldiers scurrying around like ants on a rainy day, Wesley suppressed his grief and shouted on the public channel: "Liaison officer, hasn't the contact from the base come yet?" ”

"Report ...... Report to the brigade commander, no ...... It hasn't been answered. ”

Could it be that this inexplicable earthquake has affected even the southern hemisphere? How is this possible!

Reality didn't give him much room to think, and one armored car after another fell into the cracks of the ground like cobwebs like dumplings, and the violent tremor came from under his feet, making people dizzy, like falling into the clouds.

"Liaison officer, are you still alive?"

"I ...... I'm still here. ”

"Then contact the Kitty Hawk United and let them come quickly. Wait, all of us have to go to hell! ”

“……”

Wesley was right, the rear base of the "Silverwing Wind" was also going through unspeakable ordeals, the crumbling ground carved daunting fissures in the tarmac, and as the plates tilted, a row of combat drones fell into the endless abyss like a slide. Smoke billowed from the ammunition depot, and the blazing light of the ammunition depot overshadowed the morning light in the eastern sky.

The headquarters building had long since been unrecognizable, and the central tower-shaped building seemed to have been pushed hard and collapsed in ruins. The sparks of electronic devices, the embers of combustibles, the billowing smoke and dust that drifted through the air, and of course the fleeing crowd on the ground, and the hoarse roar of the communicator make up a vivid but brutal account of the natural disaster.

Wilder Lester hugged the soft ladder hanging from the shuttle, his body shaking slightly. The calamity came without warning, there was no earthquake warning, no radiation fluctuations, and it came so suddenly, and suddenly only a few people escaped from the entire command unit.

The secretary who loved the strange taste of caviar cheese bread died. The female officer who had just fallen in love and was smiling happily all day long died. Cheng Tian sighed, the older intelligence officer who hated to marry was dead, the chief of staff was dead, and the deputy division commander was also dead.

How did an earthquake happen? I don't know. Is it caused by human activity? I don't know. Where is the epicenter? I don't know the same way.

In the face of this sudden change, human beings are like a group of blind people who are headless, and the only thing they can do is to run for their lives!

The shuttle slowly rose into the air and flew towards the equator, where there was the Kitty Hawk wing of the St. Violet fleet, and perhaps, with their help, it was possible to re-establish contact with the army departments.