By the time Simon learned that the search party had gone missing, a long time had passed. He was working with the Anjou Medic to check on the recovery of the wounded. The anti-rejection potion seemed to perfectly suppress the activity of the purple blood, and firmly restrained the calling ability of the source blood. Even Simon himself noticed that the few drops of secondary blood that served as a persecution agent were like being trapped in a prison cell, and before Ramirez came with bad news, he had a sudden heart ache for a few seconds, and then he had a premonition that it was probably bad.

Inside the elevator, Ramirez lifted the exoskeleton arm control board with a grim face, and the blurry image played back on the screen, he said: "This is the last picture from the crow, we haven't been able to find more valuable information." ”

The elevator floor display flickered and descended, Simon didn't wear AEXO to show his majesty all the time, and in fact he didn't really need it. He silently watched the attack of the squad taken from a height of 1,000 meters: the convoy in the Yongqiang forest seemed to be hit by a large group of black living corpses in an instant, so dangerous that it was drowned before the heavy machine guns could be fired, and the two armored infantry under Simon's direct jurisdiction seemed to hold on for a little longer, but that was all. There is no pure difference between the ruins of Zhika and 11,000 living corpses.

"The Mill Army knows this area well, the vehicles are equipped with medium-range life detectors, veterans of old hands, I specially formed two squads with two of our armored infantry, there is no reason for this!"

Simon didn't need to hold any emotion in front of Ramirez, who had already secured his absolute loyalty, and his two thick eyebrows wrinkled under a forehead that looked like he had been cut with a dagger. Simon pinched his chin and wondered what the nature of the attack was. He had to keep a lead between the unexpected attack of a regular mutant creature and the act of Hydrasch.

Nine times out of ten, he lost two armored infantry, two sets of AEXO exoskeletons, and one of his few remaining chips, easily and permanently annihilated a fifth.

Before he could continue to think deeply, when the elevator door opened, Sergeant Lorraine, dressed in a gray uniform, swept Simon with a solemn face, only raised his chin, and motioned to follow him.

The guards on duty outside the bottom platform were sparse a lot, and fifty people were dispatched to perform tasks outside the fortress at one time, which was equivalent to one-tenth of the establishment, especially after dozens of casualties in the "rainy night attack" and ushered in a tragic result in just a few days.

"What about Team B? Did you pull back? Where is the location? The boots stepped on the floor, and everyone hurried to and fro, without saying a word, and occasionally the Mill soldiers sitting in groups of three or two in the rest area were also whispering, and the eyes of Simon and Sergeant Lorraine, the two nominal commanders of the current fortress, were all with some suspicion.

The technical sergeant handed over the tablet, and Sergeant Lorraine should be called a second lieutenant by now - the promotion telegram from the headquarters in Mill City was too late. He pointed to the map of the ruins in the tablet, which was located on the northwest side of the fort, that is, around the Goldstone Park Station where Simon's team and the Dorian expedition clashed that day, and the other team B in the southwest was not optimistic.

"Routine communication every half an hour, at one o'clock in the afternoon, Team A will no longer reply to the fortress, the lost position J18 area, the last communication is this instant transmission back to the drone recording video, it is now 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Team A has not replied, Team B is in the G6 area, there is still contact."

"Why did you tell me now!" Simon could not hold back his anger, he may have lost two armored infantry, and these two exoskeleton infantry are equivalent to forty traditional infantry!

Sergeant Lorraine, who had served for more than twenty years before being promoted to second lieutenant, walked through the huge second-floor platform and went deep into the temporary mission deployment area of the maintenance room. He replied, "Radio silence is routine, radio waves can affect the communication frequency between living corpses and swamp monsters, this is deep in the ruins of Zika, not Mill City with a high-signal tower!" ”

"Order Team B to withdraw!"

"It's been ordered! They were 30 miles away in Oran Park, and it would take three hours to go back at full speed! ”

"It's been too long!"

"Long?" Ensign Lorraine pushed away the technical soldiers next to the electronic sandbox, which was very different from the pre-war map, and the map of the ruins of Zika, which had been exchanged for the blood of hundreds of explorers, was divided into three disproportionate areas in black, yellow, and green. Anyone could see the meaning of the green, yellow, and black that gradually spread out around the center of the fortress, and Oran Park was completely in the middle of a large black area. High-risk areas.

"All the main roads in the southwest that allow convoys to pass quickly are all nested by living corpses, and the detachment in this direction has abandoned the car and walked on foot in the Oak Lung area, and if they retreat too quickly and are entangled by living corpses, Team B will not even be able to return to the safety station before dark!" An outpost emerges on the electronic sandbox. The Mill Army has established more than a dozen overnight sites like this one, and there is enough for a squadron to last for half a month.

"Whether it's dark or not, Team B is going to retreat to the fort." Simon said, and Second Lieutenant Lorraine gave him a look of disbelief.

"You're crazy! This is the ruins of Chika! The largest gathering place for living corpses! You're in a guard camp outside, and you think you know the night demons flying around at night? If that Hydra gets a ghost and retreats at night, even if it's ten kilometers, it's all in vain! You're letting Team B die! ”

"Spending the night in the barracks is even more death! How many can you survive with all your might to withdraw to the fortress, you don't know what Hydra is capable of! Simon snapped.

"I'm not going to give this order, I'm going to be responsible for the twenty Mill soldiers in Team B, and as for the two of you, they have exoskeletons, and they can run all the way back." Second Lieutenant Lorraine said coldly.

Simon said no more to Ramirez, "Send a message to Farpin, and ask them to come back immediately with a large army and return towards the fortress!" ”

"You dare to send it!" Second Lieutenant Lorraine yelled. Ramirez, however, typed in a few lines of instructions briefly, so fast that the second lieutenant's hand was meaningless as soon as he touched the holster.

"Gather the rest of the people and go pick up Team B immediately." Simon took off his military hat and tucked it under his armpit, striding towards the vehicle lift. The legs are so long that the average person has to trot to keep up.

Although Marco and Jonathan are still in custody for the time being, after all, they are just outsiders in the eyes of Fort Mill, and as many as half a hundred Dorian expedition members are even more imprisoned. In the last round, the detachment basically sent out all the soldiers who volunteered to attack in the fortress, and now Simon can only use six armored infantry and a few veterans in the original team.

"You go and guard your father, you can't help this time." Simon opened his arms and refused Peter's request to follow. The exoskeleton is not easy to put on and unload, although it has a main torso, but the assembly plate is like that of a medieval knight. If it weren't for the exoskeleton preparation room at Fort Mill, it would have taken a long time to get there with a knob machine.

Simon moved the armour that was perfectly fitted by the screws, and this five-millimeter-thick alloy steel added a lot of expensive trace metal, equivalent to twenty millimeters of homogeneous steel. The additives were the biggest bottleneck limiting the production of the AEXO exoskeleton, and without this high-tech technology that was a top secret before the war, the spindle strip of the AEXO would not have been able to withstand the strong shock of the shaped backpack's power.

Carrying Simon's M110A4 out of the Fort Kent Vault in the past, Peter, who was actually not much smaller than Simon, still wanted to argue, but as the technical soldier shouted: "Attention! Unshackled! "The alarm bell is loud, and all the exoskeletons in the field are cleared ten meters around the grid, otherwise the turbulence from the shock when the concentrating core binding force field is suddenly lifted can give people a blow to the head.

Peter left without saying a word, and Simon, hanging in the air, watched him disappear into the crowd. Simon didn't have time to think about it. "Sneer" a few

Hot steam erupted, and the armored infantry fell to the ground. The remaining five heavily armored samurai stood behind Simon.

"The lift table is in place! Decline! "There were only six people standing on the lifting platform with the armory boxes, so it naturally looked empty. Simon looked around at his most loyal, elite, and only unit today. The blood of my blood shimmered with purple in the pupils of the five eyes.

Forklifts carrying artillery racks through the hectic and noisy base, lifting platform after lift to deliver soldiers, and dark lifts are just as they were in December 2055, the night before the war was decided.

He remembered Lieutenant Ambrose jumping onto the armory, stepping on countless 4.7mm shellless rounds and shouting at the Empire for having no flesh and eggs, and he, standing in the company, with his steel-blue eyes open in the midst of the black heads, listening to the pre-battle prayers of the chaplain once again through the visco.

Lord, give the believers strength to cast out enemies who do not believe in your name.

And he, at this moment, has finally walked out of that black land, and he wants to become the one before zero.

The only one that makes sense.

Simon turned sideways to the five armored infantry and said, "You and I are comrades-in-arms. ”

"Sixty years ago, I didn't leave a companion behind in the last war, and this time, too."

The gate of the fortress opened, and the six armored infantry rushed out, even though they knew that the road ahead was difficult and dangerous, they did not change their will.

A person's will.

……

Killing two armored infantry lightly, Midalen quickly walked through the cascading ruins without taking a breath, and the prey on the other side was already ready to hunt.

In the dark buildings, Midalen silently walked past a white living corpse that hunted only at night, and these ghosts who had always smelled with a floor needle did not feel it. She pushed open an office with a "chief" nameplate in the hallway, sat down on the "sofa" with only one shelf left in the corrosive floor, and with a flip of her wrist, a test tube lit up.

"It seems that the Purple Blood has discovered his true power, and he is creating slave armies."

The test tube slowly floated out of Midalen's fingertips and hung in front of Executive Hydra, and the three secondary purple blood in the protective solution that had lost their original crystal color were close to ordinary black. Alexander leaned over to the wall of the tube and sniffed it, refusing to turn away as if he had smelled the most fascinating delicacy.

"Pure, Pure Purple Blood ......"

"Incredible......

A few milky white rays of light flashed through her fingertips, and Midalen asked, "Since the Purple Blood One has caused the fact of spreading, his actual behavior is close to our absorption standards, is it ...... Use a more gentle means to instruct the purple-blooded anyway? ”

"Very good offer......

The two completely different pairs of eyes shone with a divine light, and the executive added indifferently: "No need. ”

"It's enough to have a king to maintain the iteration of the bloodline, but isn't there one more than a trivial part of life? The situation in the headquarters can be called delicate, His Highness still insists on his own view and is unwilling to compromise, Lord Du Fulun is trying his best to deal with the Thirteen Councils, sister, we need more than no more, no less. ”

"The shapeshifter has fallen into the trap, and it is also difficult for the cunning rabbit to escape, and when she surrenders, naturally there is no need for the purple-blooded one."

"There's one of her, I guess."

It is impossible for sunlight to penetrate here, the lair of living corpses is absolutely dark, and Midalen's pale eyes will only faithfully reflect the darkness around her, but she is also wondering, will the red-eyed woman who was once the princess of the king, who has already suffered a betrayal from them, really surrender?

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