[The precious and scarce ammunition only lasted for two rounds, and then it was exhausted, and the major divisions had to send the monks to fight again, and this time they had to face more monsters and stronger, this was an extremely tragic battle, regardless of victory or defeat, only life and death]

[At the same time, on a global scale, people of different races and countries are facing the same tragic situation, the small countries that are weak and close to the maelstrom soon fell and became a paradise for monsters, the United Nations has called international rescue, no one responded, from the opening of the maelstrom to now, only a few days, only a few major powers are still resisting]

[However, the monsters seemed to be endless, constantly tearing at the nerves of the cultivators, and gradually, the casualties increased, and the tents where the corpses were placed changed from one to two, three......]

[Shi Shengcun's spirit covers half of the Bohai Sea, constantly listening to the sea, and after each battle, the cultivators recover their aura, and simply close their eyes and rest, they will engage in a new round of resistance...... The huge port of Dalian seems to have turned into a meat grinder, and the monster corpses piled up on the dock are getting higher and higher, gradually becoming mountains, however, under the whirlpool, there are still more monsters pouring out on time]

[Finally, at dawn the next day, you got the news that Sun Xiao was killed in battle, and the body was swallowed by the monster, leaving no words]

[At 10:23 a.m., a new round of attacks struck, Shen Shanjing was seriously injured, and Yang Congxian, deputy director of the Ninth Division, Yuan Xinglu, head of the Sixth Division, and deputy director of the Fifteenth Division were killed]

[1:12 p.m....... Huang Yin was injured, the head of the second division was killed, and Fang Ping, the leader of the seventh division, was killed.

[5:10 p.m....... The seven-rank monsters landed, and a total of five directors of the second, sixteenth, eighteenth, tenth, and fourth divisions were killed, and the rest of the monsters broke through the defense line and invaded the rear, Wang Daming, Xie Qingke, Zhu Sha, Xiao Ningyu, Tang Jinding, etc. died.

[At 7:30 p.m., the pseudo-eight-grade monster surfaced, and Shi Shengcun led a division to meet the battle, winning a tragic victory, with countless casualties]

[At 8:20 p.m., you recovered from your daze]

……

The blurred scene in front of me slowly became clearer.

Time accelerated to a halt, and Cheng Lin found that he was still standing in place, but the scene in front of him had changed.

Scarred docks.

Mountains of monster corpses.

Foul-smelling bodily fluids mixed with rainwater accumulated in puddles of water.

It was as if the tent had been swept by a strong wind, the sea was rolling in the angry tide, and the huge iron frame that he and Hu Rui had climbed on before had fallen to the ground and twisted, and some cars had been detonated into a cloud of rising black smoke, but no one paid attention to it.

The sky was dark.

The light shining from the mountain behind him was much sparser.

The huge pier was full of people, some meditating and resting, and more just staring blankly at the sea.

The few who were standing were slowly pulling the corpses back from the sea.

There was a burst of aura wafting in the air, and the loudspeaker had no sound, as if it had broken down, and only suppressed cries and cries could be heard—but I didn't know where it came from.

"Alive?"

Cheng Lin was looking at the scene in front of him, and suddenly, he heard a voice beside him.

He looked over and found that there were several "armored" bodies lying on the ground next to him, probably resting here for a short time.

It was a young man who spoke to him - he was leaning against a shipping container, his legs covered with metal armor lying lazily on the ground, and the armor on his upper body was damaged in a lot of ways, such as dented and twisted and broken, but the helmet had been removed by him and placed it in his hand, along with the sharp knife.

It was a young man with sun-skinned skin.

The eye sockets are slightly deeper, and the eyes are very bright, and there is a light layer of stubble on the chin, which slightly erases a little youthful youth.

The hair is probably due to wearing a helmet for a long time, and it is pressed very flat.

At this moment, he was looking at him coldly.

Cheng Lin frowned, he didn't know the other party.

"I don't know you." Cheng Lin said.

The young man said in a cold tone, "People like you don't deserve to know me." Although I can't see the specifics, I can feel that your cultivation is not low, but you can sit in the back in a dignified manner, do nothing, not to mention go up and fight, and even touch the logistics, which is really rare. ”

Cheng Lin was stunned, and wanted to say something, but he heard another armored person next to the young man sigh: "You don't say much, the people of the Nine Divisions have died a lot......"

"But this doesn't include him, I despise such a coward the most, coward!"

"Alright...... Save your energy. ”

"Why save it? Anyway, sooner or later I'm going to die, it's not today, it's tomorrow, what do you care? ”

"You...... The headmaster will always think of a way. ”

A few people in armor talked, and the eyes cast on Cheng Lin also left one by one, Cheng Lin suddenly understood where the hostility of these people came from, it seems that time has accelerated this period, and he should have never moved.

Laughing, he didn't try to explain anything, and it wasn't necessary after all.

Just stood up and walked slowly forward.

Look for familiar faces in the slumped crowd.

It's a pity that it's too dark and difficult to find, and I met a few people from the Nine Divisions along the way, but either they were blank, or they looked at him with a cold gaze and didn't speak.

It seems that he hid in the rear during this time, and after all, many people still saw it in their eyes and remembered it in their hearts.

Then, naturally, there was some contempt.

"Why are you here?"

Suddenly, a familiar figure stepped out of a tent.

It's Huang Yin.

At this moment, she was embarrassed, the sunglasses that never left her hand were gone, and her delicate face was full of exhaustion and blood stains.

"Deputy Director Huang ......"

"Don't pay attention to their gaze, just come to your senses." Huang Yin said in a tired and gentle tone, which was completely different from her previous style of jumping out and beautiful.

"Actually, I don't have ......"

Cheng Lin was halfway through speaking, but was interrupted by Huang Yin, "You don't need to explain anything, you are still young, not everyone can face the death of the people around them and stay strong." ”

This is...... Huang Yin mistakenly thought that she was in a trance because she saw her friends, classmates, and teachers dying one after another?

Perhaps in the process of time acceleration, he was indeed left with only a dejected body, just like the many stunned, godless cultivators on the docks.

Cheng Lin didn't explain, just asked, "What's the situation?" ”

"I don't know, but I think the order to retreat will probably be given soon."

"Retreat?"

"Well, as you can see, in just three or two days, half of the country's cultivation elite has been almost disabled, and the middle-level cultivators are either dead or injured, do you think we still have a chance to win?" Huang Yin pulled him away, her voice bitter.

"But what will happen here after retreating? Give the city to them? But what if more and more monsters come out of the space door? Continue to retreat? Where is the end of retreat? Cheng Lin asked rhetorically.

Huang Yin glanced at him, her eyes were firm: "The worst situation I envision is that there is no way back." ”

After a pause, she suddenly said in a gloomy tone: "However, that is the worst plan, it is not yet that far, although the people are disabled, but we still have the last weapon." ”

"You mean......" Cheng Lin suddenly remembered a noun.

"That's right." A pale smile tugged at Huang Yin's tired face, and then spat out two thrilling words: "Nuclear bomb." ”