At 2:30 a.m., the lighthouse whistle sounded and the main entrance was wide open.

All the guards were evacuated before the attack, and the demonstrators, who had been squatting at the foot of the mountain for six days and nights, suddenly stopped en masse.

I don't know who shouted: "They can't hold out!" ”

The crowd boiled.

"Get those filthy homeless people out of Izumo!"

"Protect our homeland!"

"Scavengers are not welcome in Izumo!"

They shouted and swarmed to the lighthouse halfway up the mountain, throwing stones, Molotov cocktails and everything they could throw around.

Rumble! Pure white flames erupted from the front of the crowd, lighting up the night and licking the steps without igniting anything. Andy strode down the stairs with his head held high, and one man suppressed the charge of thousands of thugs.

The footsteps seemed to get heavier, and people looked in amazement at the flames jumping under their feet, pure white fire that no one had ever seen before, and they did not feel a little temperature, but they literally covered the ground, covering the body of everyone who stepped into that circle.

That's ...... Threatened?

"We don't accept ......" The person with ulterior motives was just trying to incite the crowd, but Curran had already shot out from behind Andy like electricity, grabbed the caller by the neck and carried him out of the crowd.

Click, click, Curran gently and deftly pinched off both of his arms.

The man who was taken out screamed and fainted. Curran frowned, he couldn't understand how the stinky boy maintained his demeanor and pinched his two legs, hooking his waist to pinch his calves would affect the effect, right? Forget it, he let go and threw the man away, causing an exclamation.

Curran landed lightly, and the crowd moved out of the way of a passage several meters wide, straight to the bottom of the mountain.

"Those who stand in the way, those who lose things, are there any more?" The handsome guy smiled with the most standard etiquette, and spoke softly, and the demonstrators were silent, and there were even some sobs.

"It's an accomplice of the boss at the station."

"It's a subordinate, he has no wings, and he only pinches his hands."

"It's scary, I'm going home."

The scavengers, led by Park Tianhye, walked past Curran, listening to the small comments along the way, and were confused until everyone reached the bottom of the mountain, Andy collected the field and took off with Curran.

"Why did you hit civilians so hard?"

"The field is suppressed, and the strength is a little uncontrollable." The handsome guy replied with a clear conscience.

The station was quiet, with only a few protesters hiding in the corners holding signs, a far cry from the lighthouse.

Maybe it's because the line is too noisy, huh! A pure blue sword flew out of the open door of the Sailfish and stabbed it on the simple wooden board set up on the platform, and the faint light shone on the pure black handwriting on the white background.

"Loud noises are prohibited in demonstrations, throwing objects is prohibited in demonstrations, and overtime is prohibited in demonstrations." On the side is a simple humanoid painting with weirdly twisted limbs, and at the end is a domineering signature "The Demon of the Green Wing".

"Domain suppression? Hum. Andy let out two weird laughs of unknown meaning as he walked to the train first.

Mo Liyun floated out with a probe in her head, yawning and sleepy-eyed.

"You're here?"

"Your days of power and fortune are over, board the car, go!"

"Oh." The stinky boy responded, raised his hand and made a move, and the stabbing sword flew up in the air, shattering the signboard.

At 3 o'clock sharp, the Sailfish engine started and made a low humming sound.

"Attention all crew members, the Sailfish is about to start, please fasten your seatbelts."

"The connecting plate is retracted and removed from the platform."

"Auxiliary engine starts, track clearance."

"Direction 4 Track, Target Solomon."

"The thrust increases, and the magnetic energy scales are opened."

"Sailfish, let's go."

In the friction of the training wheels and the wheel rails, the huge Sailfish slowly started, getting faster and faster, and then the main engine turned on, the auxiliary wheels retracted, and in the strong white light, turned into a swimming fish traveling at nearly 1,000 kilometers per hour and left Izumo behind.

……

The northernmost point of Kyushu Island, although beyond the horizon, Supal knew that it was the Tsushima Seabed. This stretch of more than 200 kilometers of seabed surfaced, connecting the Korean Peninsula and the island of Kyushu, and Inster and his party passed through her to find Izumo, and then founded the great Scavengers Alliance, and now they are also going to Huaxia to find a new life for the Scavengers Alliance.

Unlike the Izumo group, which has more than 400 people and is mostly composed of civilian members who lack combat effectiveness, the Nagahama gumi is extremely simple, with a total of 8 members and 4 small desert vehicles, in addition to Supal, Okita, Surer and Mo'er, the other 4 are also senior scavengers of the Yagyu lineage.

They carried more than 600 kilograms of materials, including all 172 original fifth-level books and 86 original fifth-level patents in the large library and patent distribution center, as well as all the electronic manuscripts in stock.

At its narrowest point, the Tsushima Seabed, which is just over 300 meters, is the most dangerous section of the route, and it is almost certain that they will be intercepted there, because once they enter the Korean Peninsula they will disappear into the vast sea of sand, and no one can find a group of senior scavengers, not even another group of high-level scavengers.

Just break through there...... Supal wiped down his compound bow, a short bow that was completely different from the mistletoe, using a new alloy, but not much technology incorporated.

Speaking of which, Supal is very satisfied with his granddaughter-in-law, Mo'er is Andy's own sister, and she is a child who uses a bow very well, these days Supal teaches Mo'er to use a bow whenever he is free, not only archery, but also bow fighting, and teaches her like cramming.

Bow fighting is not a traditional martial art, but a set of melee techniques that Supar has learned and summarized from using bows for more than 60 years, and the content is scattered and extremely difficult to learn.

Even if the length of the mistletoe is not suitable for the play of bow fighting, it is still quite fast to learn, and the entire routine has been memorized in just 9 days, and it is naturally impossible to play it in actual combat, but as long as there is enough time to practice and precipitate, Supar believes that with Mo'er's talent and intelligence, it can eventually make up for some melee defects.

Lao Huai comforted, the old man had always liked the grandson of Sule, and now that he had such a granddaughter-in-law with such an appetite, Supal would really wake up laughing when he slept.

"Grandpa." Sule walked over with a water bottle in his hand and hugged his knees to Supal's side.

"Don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

"Can't sleep." Souler handed the kettle over.

"No chaos in the face of war!" The old man snorted.

"It's not about fighting." Surler's face was dyed with a faint silver glow by the moonlight, and he looked particularly immature, "I was just thinking about why grandpa left back then, Maori is very good, and the people in the flag are doing well and are very wealthy." ”

"Silly boy, why should I stay when you're doing well? Blessed? The old man laughed, and he blamed the little guy.

"Why not? When you're old, you should be blessed. Souler said earnestly.

"!" The old man sighed, "Things were very complicated back then, and if you want to hear me, I'll tell you." ”

Sule nodded and straightened his back, and Supal suddenly realized that the little guy who was arguing to be a horse bandit had really grown into a handsome teenager.

"First of all, the Maori problem, Phoenix has set its sights on me, and he has to ask me to join the return, and he uses Andy to set it up, I can't push it off, and I don't want to agree." "Then there was news from the people of Ulaanbaatar that they were not doing well, and when Su Lao was gone, the local officials violated my agreement with Su Lao, levied heavy taxes on the herdsmen, developed pastures to establish residential areas, and brought in residents of other races, and there were fewer and fewer cattle and sheep, and the income was getting lower and lower." The old man's voice was low.

Ulaanbaatar is the Green Island discovered by Supal, a large grassland green island and one of the most suitable green islands for pastoralists outside of Maori.

He gave up the reward and only asked that the Mongols be allowed to live there alone, but the six-member jury did not have the courage of Su Zhi after all, and they were both concerned about the benefits of the red cattle and sheep, and they were worried about the loyalty of the pure race Green Island, which eventually dampened the livestock industry in Ulaanbaatar, causing Maori to dominate the field of ecological livestock and take off economically in the last 10-year cycle.

"Are you going to rescue the people there?" Souler's expression was like that of a curious baby who worships heroes, and there was no sign of his usual coldness.

"I'm not an immortal, how can I save them." Supal wanted to laugh and cry again, "I went to Ulaanbaatar to see, the remaining grassland can only carry one-third of the tribesmen, if I want to make the tribe rich again, I want to find a way to live for the remaining more than 5 million people, so I went to Huaxia, most of the Chinese alliance are yellow people, there are many ethnic groups, there are originally Mongolians living in the diaspora, everyone is of the same origin." In addition, there are many green islands in China, although there are not as good green islands as Ulaanbaatar and Maori, but the artificial pastures are enough to house the tribesmen. ”

"The Huaxia Alliance agreed, right?"

"Agreed?" Supal didn't know what to think, his nose spewed out two rough breaths, and he snorted heavily, "The officials in Huaxia are all old foxes!" At that time, Zhao Rui was not the president, in charge of the work of immigrants, and when I talked to him, he looked reluctant and coaxed me to sign a bunch of deeds of sale, including the resettlement of the clansmen, the obligation to join the army, and I want to join Kunlun. ”

"Nothing too far-fetched?" Suller was puzzled that because of the good relationship between Huaxia and Maori, Sule's understanding of Huaxia was not weak, and their immigration policy was not looser than that of Maori, and it was not too much to receive 5 million herders at a time.

"Humph! It is not me who joins Kunlun, but the Mongolians who have the ability to always have at least one unconditionally join Kunlun! ”

"Huh?" Sule was dumbfounded, the capable of the Mongols, that is not ......

"That's right, when Lao Tzu retires, you have to join Kunlun, and when you are older, if you can give birth to someone with ability, you and Mo'er's son of Xiao Nizi will have to join Kunlun!"

"I, I, I...... I have nothing to do with Mo'er! "Souler is simply a monkey ass in heat.

"It's okay to grab it!" The old man's chest clattered, "You are too far behind Lao Tzu in this regard." ”

"Grandpa Supal." While talking about her granddaughter-in-law, Mo'er had already run over from the shelter shouting, "Mr. Okita asked me to inform you, it's 3 o'clock." Hey, Su Mutou, you're there too? ”

"Humph!" Souler instantly turned his head to normal, coolly.

"That means it's time for us to go." The old man was also not leaking, and he jumped up and pressed his big hand on Mo'er's head, "I'm going to fight, are you afraid?" ”

"I'm a returning warrior!" Mo'er wrinkled her small nose and looked unconvinced.

"Good!" The old man rubbed the girl's hair into a mess, laughed and jumped into the desert car, "Get on, grandpa will take you across the Tsushima bed." ”

Mo'er's eyes rolled: "What about Su Mutou?" ”

"This silly boy?" Supal stroked his beard, "Let him wait for Okita to pick him up." ”