Yanshan.

In winter, the peaks are a little more lonely.

Especially at this point in time, most of the old members of the First Division were sent abroad and stationed abroad, and the new group of people were taken away by Cheng Lin.

On the mountainside, a vermilion gate is half-open, making it particularly quiet.

Shi Shengcun sat in the antique office, the room was warm like spring, there was no noise, and the table in front of him was spread out one by one with printed documents, stacked like a mountain.

Yet, for some reason, he has never been able to calm down today.

Clutching a document, his eyes unfocused, it took him a moment before he snapped back to his senses and realized that something was wrong with his state.

"Ahem."

Shi Shengcun coughed dryly twice, and then looked at the white paper in his hand, like a plum, a little red, and frowned.

Reaching out and picking up the handkerchief, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, leaned back, leaned back in the seat, and let out a long breath.

"What's wrong?" He muttered to himself.

As a perceptual eight-rank realm, he never dared to ignore any changes in his emotions.

It's just that fate is impermanent, and it doesn't shift by his will, and many times, premonitions are random, which helps him to always anticipate the enemy first, however, this is not omnipotent.

Most of the time, you can only rely on guesswork and judgment.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk......" put down his handkerchief, his right hand pressed on the table, kept tapping, his thoughts spread, and he began to look for the source of the uneasiness, and finally, he muttered to himself, "Projection? ”

The tone is not very sure.

Subconsciously raised his hand and picked up the pen on the table, and then, his wrist paused, thought about it, and finally put it down again.

He's not in great shape at the moment.

In the battle with Lancelot, the injury was not light after all.

During this time, there were too many things to deal with, and he couldn't meditate and recuperate, so he began to consciously forbid himself to use his abilities, especially in the field of "divination".

Irritably, he withdrew his hand, and the wheelchair under his seat turned under the impetus of an invisible force, and came to the door, where the carved wooden door opened silently.

Shi Shengcun slowly came to the courtyard, raised his head, and squinted his eyes through the bare and black tree in the courtyard, looking at the warm winter sun.

"Gaga...... Ga ......"

Suddenly, a crow flew into the courtyard out of nowhere, landed quietly on the branch, and shouted loudly, making Shi Shengcun's face even darker.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, with a stroke of his right hand, a withered yellow leaf in the courtyard swirled and rose and fell into the palm of his hand, and then, silently, as if about to burn.

At the moment when he was about to perform "divination", the communicator in his arms suddenly vibrated violently, and the startled crow flapped its wings and flew out of the courtyard.

Shi Shengcun's hand stiffened, picked up the communicator, pressed the answer button, and then heard a noisy voice from the microphone:

"Out of ...... Something is wrong! ”

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Although Cheng Lin had some guesses about what was happening around the world, he couldn't witness it after all, so even if he was extremely anxious, he could only cooperate with the monks on the ground to continue to consume these undead.

At the same time, use the internal network to send the news from this side to the special department.

And in the interval between the battles, seeing that the internal network had issued the highest level of alarm, the Capital Special Department gave an urgent order, deployed the divisions and bureaus of various places, and hit all the cultivators and rushed to the projection occurrence area.

However, these news could not reassure Cheng Lin at all.

After all, the transfer of personnel takes time!

Waiting for the personnel of the local departments and bureaus to be transferred, is it too late?

"Boom!"

In his anxiety, Cheng Lin slashed down another sword qi.

From the air, the number of skeletons climbing outward from the projection has been visibly reduced, and on the ground, next to the road, there is a near-circular "mountain of bones" made of pale bones.

Those were the dead who had been shattered by the elites of the First Division.

There were more than 200 people present, although the number was extremely small, but after all, their cultivation was extremely high and their sense of battle was excellent.

After getting through the initial panic, he quickly adapted to the style of play and harvested the bones in pieces.

Cheng Lin silently calculated, and suddenly the sword flew downward, and shouted at the same time:

"Liang Jing! Take half of the men with me, and the rest stay and continue to fight! ”

In the current situation, 200 is already too many.

If it weren't for the worries about the citizens who were protected, Cheng Lin would even want to transfer two-thirds of the manpower.

"Good!" Liang Jing's eyes moved, and he turned his head decisively:

"Former 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th...... 9.10...... College graduates come with me! The rest fill in the place! Song Jun! Here you are in charge of the next! ”

"Yes!"

On the edge of the battlefield, a slender armored machine stood on top of a pile of white bone peaks, carrying a spirit sword in its right hand, and smashed a skeleton with a small spiritual cannon on its left arm.

The formation changed, and the named monks withdrew one after another, and the rest of the men continued to fight with the "walls" made of white bones as a line of defense.

"Commander Cheng, what should I do next?" Liang Jing withdrew from the battle group with the people, and then looked at Cheng Lin who landed from the sky.

Cheng Lin said decisively: "Grab the car!" We will return to the capital immediately! Contact HQ at the same time! ”

He clearly remembered the projection distribution, and there was only one projection near the capital, so there was no need to worry about safety, the question was what the situation was in other provinces and cities.

"Let's go!"

Liang Jing didn't say anything, and a group of hundreds of people rushed to the cars on the road, the most edge.

Because many people were blocked, most of the car keys were inserted in the driver's seat, and the situation was urgent, Cheng Lin directly ripped open the door of a car and sat in, followed by Liang Jing.

Although Edgeworth was faster, there was no point in him going back by himself, and second, the aura in his body was almost bottoming out at the moment, and he couldn't fly far.

In the roar, private cars were started and turned around and galloped in the direction of the capital.

In the car, Liang Jing finally had time to take out the combat communicator to contact the rear, and when she received the relevant news from the headquarters, her and Cheng Lin's hearts sank!

The worst has finally happened!

"The headquarters has ordered all local departments and bureaus to deploy manpower to block it with all their might, but ...... I'm afraid it's too late! ”

Inside the car, the door that was torn down by Cheng Linshengsheng was seriously damaged, and the wind blew in through the broken window, whining, blowing the hair of the two people like weeds.

"What about the army? Did the local troops go out?! Cheng Lin stepped on the accelerator to the end, drinking the potion to regain his strength, and asked quickly.

Liang Jing bit his lip, shook his head with a pale face, and nodded again:

"Now the capital should have issued an order to transfer troops, but ...... I'm afraid it's too late to stop it! The transfer of troops requires the approval of the capital and the order of the heads of relevant departments, so it is impossible to do it so quickly! Reaction time is required! ”

"Where's the place?"

"Localities do not have the authority to transfer...... Neither can the provincial magistrates...... There is no such thing as a tries, and it must be approved by the capital......"

"The only one who can move is the local guard, but the new document came out the year before last, and this place has no authority to move......

Liang Jing explained without blood on his face.

After a pause, she grinned:

"It's too sudden, and the projections are not far from the surrounding towns, and even if they react first, I'm afraid they can only stop part of it...... After all...... They are not afraid of bullets! They are dead in themselves! And there is simply no way to use large-scale weapons in urban populated areas! ”

Cheng Lin slammed the steering wheel, and the smashed car shook wildly, his face was pale, and he didn't say a word.

What Liang Jing said, why didn't he know?

The projection is in the suburbs, but it's not far from town!

Once tens of thousands of undead "can't pull it", scatter and enter the human settlement, how to fight? With missiles? With a tank? With a bomber? Is it possible? Totally impossible!

And the killing efficiency of simple bullets against the undead is too low...... It's probably not as good as a hammer......

Besides, even if you cover the battle with a "barrage" regardless of attrition, the position of the garrison in each area is fixed!

Even if the capital reacted quickly and immediately ordered, the local government immediately dispatched, and it would take a few hours to get to the place where the incident occurred?

When the people arrived, the cucumber dishes were cold!

Not everyone can fly with Edgeworth!

"Don't worry, the problem may not be as serious as we think...... After all, the built environment in the town is complex, and ...... They don't have intelligence ......" Seeing Cheng Lin's reaction, Liang Jing hurriedly comforted.

Cheng Lin glanced at her and saw the unspoken sentence in her eyes.

That is, according to the experience of previous battles between the two sides, as long as there is enough "flesh" to attract them, then they will not run around.

From this, it is easy to deduce a conclusion.

That is, once the undead rush into the city, they will first attack from the edge of the city and even stay on the road...... After all, now is the time ...... It happens to be the "morning rush hour"!

During this time, there are a lot of people driving to work on the road, and there are also a lot of vehicles.

These drivers can drag the undead down the road, and the traffic jam can greatly slow them down their march into the city.

"Heh, I didn't expect that the much-criticized traffic jam can also have a positive side......" Cheng Lin retracted his gaze, grinned, pulled out a smile without a hint of laughter, and whispered in his heart.

The right foot that stepped on the accelerator was even harder.

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Although he thought so in his heart, he was soon affected by the negative impact of "traffic jams".

Fortunately, the vicinity of Yanshan was not a large area with a large flow of people, and it was close to the suburbs, so Cheng Lin and the other cultivators went on a rampage all the way, and finally arrived at the headquarters of the First Division.

When a group of people fell out of the car door, ran up the mountain, and entered the office area, Cheng Lin saw those clerks who seemed to be extremely busy and anxious.

Hurriedly asked where Shi Shengcun and the others were, Cheng Lin and Liang Jing led people to rush away, pushed open the door, and saw the busy people in this temporary command center.

Shi Shengcun sat in front of a large table, looking down at a map of the whole country spread on the table, and Xu Ji, Secretary Zhao and other officials from the special department also stood up anxiously.

"Cheng ......" An unfamiliar official of the Special Affairs Department raised his hand, grimacing, and pointed at him as soon as he spoke, but was interrupted by Shi Shengcun.

I saw him calmly look at Cheng Lin and the others who had just gone through a vicious battle and ran all the way back, and said in a deep voice:

"Cheng Lin, Liang Jing, you stay, the rest are waiting outside the door, and anything will be handed over to you immediately!"

"Yes!"

More than 100 people retreated in an uproar, the door closed silently, and the room was depressing and heavy.

Cheng Lin looked at Shi Shengcun, and saw the latter squeeze out a comforting smile and said:

"Sit down, no matter how anxious it is, it's more important than anything else to calm down and keep a clear head."

Hearing this, Cheng Lin took a deep breath, closed his eyes once, and used "closed perception" to block his perception of the surrounding atmosphere and reduce anxiety.

After a moment, with clear eyes, he walked over, sat down, and asked:

"What the hell is going on?"

Shi Shengcun held a marker pen in his hand and pointed to the map on the table, Cheng Lin looked at it, there were black and red × distributed in it, and there were some simple lines, long, like a moving track.

"It's not very rosy, but it's not bad either."

He spoke in a calm and slow tone, and the people around him couldn't help but tense their emotions.

"Regardless of the foreign situation for the time being, there are more than 20 projections in China this time, according to the real-time situation we have learned, three of them are well controlled, and there are almost no casualties caused by irrelevant people, including this one led by you, as well as one controlled by the second division of the demon capital, well, the head of the second division has just broken the seven-grade realm, you may not know it yet. Then there is the location of the 17th Division. ”

Cheng Lin's eyes moved slightly, slightly surprised, this was better than he imagined, but after thinking about it carefully, it was reasonable.

The second division of the demon capital is second only to the first division in strength, and there are quite a few masters, plus a new seventh grade, the situation is normal.

As for the projection controlled by the Seventeenth Division...... The location is in the northwest, which is already vast and sparsely populated, and I am afraid that there are few living people in the area of dozens of miles around the projection except for the exploration team...... Naturally controlled live.

"The other seven, nine, eleven...... Eighteen, the projection controlled by these divisions has caused harm, and some of them are very serious, but the undead in these places have not entered the city, and for various reasons, they have been dragged to the outskirts...... In these places, the leaders of the relevant departments have already issued orders to mobilize troops to attack. ”

Shi Shengcun glanced at Cheng Lin and added:

"Because they're still in a deserted area in the suburbs, and there's no settlement nearby, they send fighter jets to bomb them...... So, the danger is still manageable and not something we need to address urgently. ”

With that, his gaze shifted to the remaining twelve red-marked projection spots.

"As for the remaining twelve, five of them are still in the process of moving, and they are constantly approaching the city, and they are fast, four have reached the edge of the city, and three are ...... has entered the city...... This is something we need to address urgently. ”

Cheng Lin's breathing tightened slightly, his eyes narrowed, and he said, "I'll bring someone over?" ”

"Yes, you brought back more than 100 people, divided into groups, and flew to these places separately."

"Okay." Cheng Lin didn't ask why he didn't gather to rescue one by one, this must be a more efficient distribution method that Shi Shengcun felt after weighing.

Although Cheng Lin didn't feel that it was scattered, and a few five-grade realms in one city could turn the tide, at least it could stabilize the morale of the military.

In his opinion, these undead seem to be terrifying, but because of their characteristics, it is not difficult to destroy, and they only need to copy the set of tactics he used before.

Use a part of the living people as "bait", pull their attention, and then grind them to death little by little.

But the premise for all of this to be done is that someone can stabilize the scene, and in this regard, an intermediate cultivator is obviously very suitable.

He got up, pushed the door open and left, and immediately saw the monks standing outside the door, their eyes solemn.

They had apparently guessed what to do next.

Needless to say.

Cheng Lin immediately matched and divided their abilities, and then handed over the distribution list to Liang Jing to arrange.

The latter glanced at the list and was slightly stunned: "Wrong here, right?" ”

"Where?"

"How do you do it on your own? Even if you are in the Seventh Rank Realm, you always have to ......"

Cheng Lin raised his hand and interrupted her, his eyes flashed: "It's enough, even a little too much, just like that, when I finish dealing with the area I am responsible for, I will go to help others." ”

Cheng Lin said lightly, but undoubtedly.

Liang Jing could only swallow back the words of persuasion.

Soon, the group flew to their respective targets in the arranged fighter jets.

Cheng Lin considered that his flight speed was not as fast as that of an airplane, so he wisely gave up Edgeworth's plan and flew to the established location by plane.

Sit on the plane.

His eyes calmly stared at the clouds and the bleak sunlight outside, and his spiritual power spread into the spirit realm.

Then, Nuwa and Ai Lu in the Spirit Villa were stunned at the same time, feeling the message transmitted by Cheng Lin's spiritual tentacles.

They received the same message, just two words:

"Borrow soldiers!"