Under the pulled up white covered half-armor is a mature and resolute middle-aged face, black hair, black eyes!

"Kid, are you alright?"

The man asked again, and as he asked, he slowly squatted down and put Li Wenhao on the ground.

"It's okay...... Thank you......" Li Wenhao hurriedly said.

The man nodded and pointed behind him, "Go to a safe place in the back!" ”

Looking in the direction of his finger, a silvery-white torrent had built a wall, and the original black cage had been more than half destroyed by this time.

Behind the white figures in armor, some faces in the village could be faintly seen.

"Go ahead!"

The man who had already pulled down his mask said again, and his powerful big hand patted Li Wenhao's shoulder heavily and said.

Li Wenhao nodded, moved his legs, and walked towards the back, unable to help but turn his head as he walked.

The middle-aged man had already stood up from the ground, and he hadn't paid attention to him before, but now he looked at it from a distance, and the figure was extremely burly, and he seemed to be more than two meters tall.

The killing around him stopped at some point, and white armored figures like middle-aged men kept shuttling through the field.

Either supporting, carrying, or carrying the villagers who were still alive to the rear of the "silver-white" barrier.

It seemed that seeing that he was not very convenient to move, a figure with a boy in his arms rushed past him, one slowed down, and after plowing two ravines on the ground with his feet one after the other, he reached out and grabbed Li Wenhao's shoulders and then accelerated instantly.

The "barrier" opened a gap, and a pair of hands stretched out to take the child in the man's arms, and the man pushed Li Wenhao even more, and said with some eagerness: "Hurry up, child." ”

With that, he turned around again and ran towards the middle of the field.

A white robe quickly dragged Li Wenhao, his hands flashed quickly, and he roamed over him, and then a milky white fluorescence emerged from the palm of the man's palm and disappeared into Li Wenhao's body.

A burst of warmth spread from the place where the white light did not enter, and spread to all parts of the body, swimming.

The fatigue in my body is recovering, and my legs are starting to feel the strength again.

After experiencing a huge cataclysm, this streamer was like a heart booster, warm and quickly helped him temporarily dispel his physical discomfort.

But before he could fully feel the comfort, the man pulled him aside.

A melodious female voice said, "Next." ”

Li Wenhao didn't make trouble for them, and hurriedly walked away, looking around.

Behind the silver-white "barrier", there was a mourning.

Those who are still alive are grieving, crying, and even fainting.

Those who were hit by the explosion or who were seriously injured in last night's encounter were being cared for by a large number of white-robed men.

These people were also dressed in white, but Li Wenhao found that the white-robed people surrounded by the "barrier" were different from the middle-aged man and those who formed the "white barrier" with their bodies.

Although these people also have a half-covered armor on their heads, they are not covered with armor, but more like cloth robes.

Now that I think about it, it seems that the person who held the boy in his arms and dragged himself was not wearing armor, but it was not a cloth robe, and it looked more like the skin of some kind of animal.

Those who were dressed in white robes were surrounded by milky white fluorescence from time to time, which submerged into the wounds of those people, and the wounds on those people were visibly healing rapidly.

At the outskirts of the rampart are rows of sturdy figures in heavy armor, holding various shields and giant melee weapons in their hands.

After that, like the person who dragged him, he was dressed in a relatively light animal skin, and he looked very strong.

These people, or stepping on the shoulders of their predecessors, with bows and arrows, sharp eyes, or silently wandering in the crowd, appearing and disappearing.

And at the back, there were many thin figures who were also wearing cloth robes, but holding various rods in their hands.

All of them wore face armor on their heads, but the armor on their bodies and the different weapons they held in their hands seemed to indicate that their division of labor was different, or that they were different types of combat duties?

All of them, whether they were those in the rear who cared for the wounded like village doctors, or those who swam around like hunters, or the sturdy "iron towers" at the front, without exception, all had a powerful momentum that the village chief had never felt before.

Li Wenhao couldn't tell the momentum, but he instinctively felt that these people were much stronger than the village chief.

"Are they all combat professionals?" Li Wenhao thought secretly.

All the white-clothed and armored people perform their duties, and after the "barrier", they save people's lives, but remove the pain.

Outside the "barriers", they are wandering around, looking for survivors.

And when the "barrier" opened the gap for the last time, all those who were still alive were also sent in.

The old village chief was personally sent back by the middle-aged man, and although he had drained the spiritual power on his body, he was still alive.

Wang Xiaowen's father, the middle-aged man who was honest and not good at talking, did not appear in the queue.

It is said that among those who caused the explosion in the first black flowers......

It's not just Wang Xiaowen, the fat tiger is also holding half of the blood-stained sleeve in his hand and standing dumbfounded......

Another attrition.

From more than 500 people yesterday to now, less than 200, but only in two short days.

Is this what the books say, the only result of the collision between humans and aliens, and the endless death?

Isn't life the most precious, how did it evolve into what it is now?

And the "people" on the other side, it should be people...... I've never seen a humanoid alien in a book.

So, are they "people" or not?

……

"Damn, are these guys dogs, why did they come so quickly?" The spontaneous woman's purple eyes narrowed, and she looked at the burly figure opposite with a wary face.

After this man caught a Terran cub and saved the trapped old man, he didn't take any other action, and the whole person stood in the middle of the field, and he really couldn't see what he was thinking.

That man tore apart the cage made by Black 857 with just one hand, although it was only Black 857's will, after all, just a first-order auxiliary war priest couldn't do anything.

But even so, being able to tear open the cage made by a black hunter with his bare hands, combined with the appearance of these people in white armor, is enough to guess something.

The gloomy white-faced man with a high collar covering half of his face on the side asked in a hoarse voice, "Black 857, can you deal with it?" ”

"One-on-one, I'm not an opponent!"

Black 857 said directly: "But this time, we are not here to play one-on-one with them!" ”