Chapter 320 United

Paradise Island is a transit point between the eastern and western continents on the tranquil sea, with an area of nearly 200,000 square kilometers, slightly less than the total land area of New Zealand on the earth.

Originally based on agriculture and animal husbandry, Paradise did not affect this peaceful island too much due to its isolation from the sea, destroying the old era of nuclear war. After a long and difficult nuclear winter, the island's survivors began to rebuild their homes, so many of the island's buildings still retain the style of the old era, and the people of the island regard themselves as the remnants of the old era.

Later, the Sage Cult invaded, wiped out the government of Paradise Island, and transformed the island into a military stronghold, after hundreds of years of continuous construction, Paradise Island at this time has become a military base for the Sage Cult to control the Tranquility Sea.

The Sage Sect Paradise Island fleet is stationed on the island, and due to the wide application of war mechas, the past naval battle ideas are no longer suitable for the current war situation. In the fleet of the Sage Sect, warships only play a supporting role, and the main combat force becomes a professional naval mecha - Patrol Yaksha.

The Yaksha is faster in the sea than the torpedoes of the old era, and with the blessing of the ability, he can easily break through the speed of 200 knots, and some ace pilots can even reach an astonishing speed of 250 knots.

In front of the naval mecha, the bulky warship has become a target-like existence... In addition, the deeper reason is the problem of economy, it is much cheaper to build and maintain naval mechs than to maintain ships.

Relying on more than 3,000 naval mechs and more than 1,000 land mecha on the island, the Sage Sect firmly grasped the dominance of the Tranquility Sea.

The Supreme Commander of Paradise Island, Sanger. Draco, with graceful movements, picked up the wine on the table and took a sip. Then his gaze fell on the two reports of the Order, and he couldn't help but frown slightly, the order given by the Order was not quite right...

The first is to ask the Paradise Island fleet to go to all the human settlements along the coastline of the Eastern Continent, and cooperate with the members of the Hunters to hunt down the apostate Geros.

The second is to ask the Supreme Commander of Paradise Island, Sanger. Drake, the elite of the Hunters' Regiment, known as the Poison Wolf, is secretly spying on Davidson.

Davidson was an old friend of his, and everyone in the Order knew about it, so why would he ask me to spy on him by name? Aren't you afraid that I will join him? Or rather...

Hum! It seems that the Order can't trust not only Davidson, but also me! It seems that I have been away from the Order for too long, and some people have forgotten my methods!

Sanger. Draco chuckled disdainfully at the thought of this, picked up the command book, and a burst of black light flickered, and the order book instantly shattered into invisible dust and scattered all over the ground.

And what about the first order? A mere apostate actually needs the Paradise Island fleet and the hunters' group to dispatch, even if the Pope's is dried, it will not be like this.

At this moment, there was a low knock on the door. Draco could tell who was outside the door by the sound of his footsteps, and shouted, "Come in, Ek!" ”

His right-hand man, Ek, pushed the door open and stood solemnly in front of him, announcing in a loud voice, "Lord Davidson of the Hunters has arrived, and is waiting in the parlor for the Commander!" ”

"Are you coming?" Draco tapped his finger on the table, thought for a moment, and ordered, "Go and tell Davidson that I am too busy to meet him for the time being." In the evening I will invite him to a banquet... He was feasted upon with the priesthood of the island. ”

"Understood!" Eck did not hesitate to carry out the order, without thinking about it.

Wait until the room is left with Sanger again. Draco, he took his glass, and muttered to himself, "How could I possibly give you an excuse to attack me?" ”

Although he doesn't know who is setting up the game, as long as he is cautious, who can say anything? What's more, he believed that with Davidson's brain, he would definitely understand his intentions in this arrangement.

...

At this time, it was the hottest time of the day, and the shore staff of the port of Paradise Island took advantage of the fact that they had nothing to do to lie in the shade to rest.

Suddenly, the captain of the service team saw a big gray and black ship approaching, took a closer look at the flag on board, and hurriedly stood up and shouted: "It's the ship of the hunter group again, enter the harbor, the little ones act quickly... Forehead! What the hell! Ghost Ship!? ”

He choked, watching in amazement as the terrifying ship of bones approached quickly.

Someone asked worriedly, "What about the captain?" Do you want to pull the alarm? This ship is so infiltrating! Phew... It stinks! Disgusting to death! ”

"Don't! It's the flag of the hunters' regiment, and the port has received a secret order from the ship, so it's his own people. The reconnaissance team in the open sea did not react, and it was not our responsibility to be an enemy. ”

The captain of the service team turned his head and warned: "Bear with it, no matter how stinky it is, don't show an impatient expression!" The members of the Hunter Regiment are all big shots, and if you anger them, our entire squad will be frustrated. ”

The team members were at a loss, arguing weakly: "But... Captain, this ship is too different from the other ships of the Hunters' Regiment, right? Is it really okay? It can't be a monster..."

"Stop muttering, just do your own thing."

The stench grew stronger as the ship of bones approached. When the big ship docked in the harbor, everyone on the shore couldn't help but curse. As if they had a tacit understanding, when they saw the wolf-headed banner of the hunter group, they pressed the impatience in their hearts, closed their mouths and turned their heads away.

Click... There was a tooth-sore sound, the skeleton boat looked like there was no living thing, and the staff who picked up the ship on the shore looked at each other, and the timid man's face turned pale and trembled.

"Team... Captain, I'm a little weak-footed, give me a hand. ”

"Hold on!"

The captain of the service team emboldened himself and walked to the side of the ship and shouted, "Paradise Island Port Service Team, welcome to the harbor of the Hunter Regiment!" Please present your proof of identity for registration. ”

But he repeated it many times, and the ship of bones remained as silent as death, without a sound.

Suddenly, a calm voice came from behind him: "Stand down!" ”

When the members of the service team were granted amnesty, they shouted, "Lord Davidson! saved, we leave at once..."

After they left, Davidson looked at the skeleton ship, a little dissatisfaction appeared in the corners of his eyes, and shouted, "How long are you going to drag it out, crab monster!" Come down now, we've been waiting for you for a long time! ”

The weak voice of the crab monster came from the boat: "Davidson boss, I can't move..."

Well!? Davidson was startled, and he rose into the air, floating in mid-air, and looked down. I saw that the appearance of the crab monster was extremely miserable, the whole person was cut in half by the waist, and traces of the battle on the deck could be seen everywhere.

Who is so bold and dares to touch my people!

Davidson's anger rose, and he quickly swept to the side of the crab monster and asked, "Who did it?" ”

The crab monster replied with difficulty: "The meteorite will..."

"It's these bastards again!?"

The answer is as he expected, the only organization that dares to attack the Saint Sect Hunter Regiment on the sea is the Meteorite Society, and it is so good that the new hatred and old hatred will be ended together in this operation!

However, he didn't notice that a sly smile quietly appeared on the corner of the crab monster's mouth...

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The Giant Crocodile Forest, the underground base of the Crocodile Man.

After getting the information from the little dinosaur and telling the old crocodile, Ding Nuo said in a heavy tone: "Old guy, I guess Mu Xing has fallen into the hands of some crazy scholars, the whole planet is their testing ground, and humans... Unfortunately, they were all test subjects. ”

The old crocodile let out a long sigh and said in an uneasy tone, "What you said is probably right..."

Then he said the secrets of their clan with mixed feelings: "We are not the aborigines of the Eastern Continent, and the Paradise Island on the quiet sea is our hometown..."

After the nuclear winter, the population of Paradise Island has been greatly reduced, and the pre-war scene is no longer restored, but compared to the mainland, the situation on the island is much better, like a paradise of independence.

The survivors gradually overcome the dangers of the wasteland and rebuild their homes. Sixty-seven years after the nuclear winter, after a short period of strife and division, the government of Paradise Island was formally established, maintaining neutrality to the outside world, closing the country to the outside world, and strictly prohibiting all outsiders from entering the island.

Next, Paradise Island gradually recovered from the war after hundreds of years of recuperation.

In CA537, the Western Continent Survivors' Autonomous Association crossed the sea to contact Paradise Island for the first time and concluded a non-aggression pact.

In CA640, the Cult of the Saints, who had risen to prominence, sent troops from the Antarctic to invade the Western Continent, and in this unjust war, the Mighty and War Mecha appeared in the field of vision of mankind for the first time. Wherever the soldiers of the Sage Sect went, they were invincible, and twenty years later, the entire Western Continent fell.

In CA676, the Western Continent underground rebels secretly stole an important study of the Saints' Cult, and they fled to Paradise Island to seek help from the government at the time.

Of course, it was sternly rejected by the Paradise Island government.

Paradise Island remained neutral to the outside world, and everyone believed that taking in the rebels would only bring disaster, so the rebels were soon driven out of the island.

But unexpectedly, some of the islanders disregarded morality and leaked the whereabouts of the rebels to the Saints' Cult. As a result, the rebels had to go to the Eastern Continent, when the rebels' ships were almost scrapped, and they had to risk their lives to continue crossing the sea.

The angry rebels reached the Eastern Continent at a terrible cost, and they were scattered across the continent to continue their rebellion against the bloody rule of the Saint Cult.

Three years later, after a brief period of peace, the Cult of the Saints invaded Paradise Island, and in just seven days, the last nation of the old era of humanity perished.

...

Speaking of this, the old crocodile paused, and said in a deep voice: "The ancestors of the Dire Scale Clan are all fugitives from Paradise Island, and the rebels in the Western Continent back then were the predecessors of the current Meteorite Society..."

It's no wonder that back then, the Meteorite Society would invade Liantian City, which was ruled by the Dreadscales, which was a blatant act of betrayal!

As if to understand what Dino was thinking, the old crocodile sighed: "Yes! A traitor is much more hateful than an enemy! I can understand their hatred... Since the Dreadscales left Liantian City, they have never set foot in the forest. We're tired of it and don't want to continue in the spiral of hatred. ”

The old guy changed his words and said in a tired tone, "I understand your purpose for today... But it's too late, there is too much hatred among us, and the Meteorite Society will never agree to unite. ”

Understandable... Wait, that's not right! It's understandable!

Counting the time, almost a thousand years have passed, big brothers... No matter how big the hatred is, it should have been forgotten for a long time. Regardless of whether it is the Meteorite Clan or the Dire Scale Clan, your common enemy is the Saint Sect!

Besides, isn't it true that the ancestors of the Meteorite Society are like white lotuses? Stealing the research materials of the Sage Sect and running to Paradise Island in a hurry, anyone will think that it is a conspiracy to bring disaster to the east.

The so-called hatred is just an excuse! The real reason is that the meteorite will take a fancy to the interests of Liantian City... Doesn't the old crocodile understand such a simple truth? No way, this old guy is very cunning, there must be other reasons.

Ding Nuo pondered and probed, "Could it be that the terrible enemy of the Saint Sect still can't unite the human race?" ”

The old crocodile laughed, and then said unceremoniously: "I can understand what you think, but don't you think it's too idealistic?" The human race has perished, and the rest are poor creatures, as long as they can live, let alone be used as experiments for the saints, even if they are willing to be slaves. You must know that in the eyes of many people, the Saints Sect is like a light of hope in the darkness. ”

Although the old guy's words are not good, it is the current situation of Mu Xing, and the Mu Xing natives have lost the courage to resist. Being selected by the Sage Sect to bring back to the Kingdom of God, and living a life of food, clothing and abundance from now on, this is the wasteland dream of many people in Mu Xing.

But then again, did Ding Nuo come to Mu Xing to be the savior? How could it be, the purpose he never forgot was to colonize and rob Mu Xing's resources!

Therefore he needs a stable environment, and if the Cult of the Saints can meet his requirements, he will not mind dividing the planet with them... But no matter how you look at it, the saints are not reliable to teach this group of madmen, and the ongoing war in the Stained Glass City is a good example.

Looking at the contemplative Dingnuo, the old crocodile slowly spoke: "Dingnuo, the Meteorite Society is not as backbone as you imagined, they have long lost the ambition of their ancestors. A corner of the Andong mainland,! If the Saint Sect invades on a large scale again, I can guarantee that most of the people of the Falling Star Society will never choose to resist, but rush to surrender and take the initiative to cock their butts to give the Saint Sect masters a good job. ”

Ding Nuo asked with some confusion, "But according to what you say, why would the Saint Sect still allow the Meteorite Society to continue to exist?" Wouldn't it be better to just extinguish it? ”

At this moment, the little dinosaur who stayed in the ring weakly explained: "Boss, I think they are probably because they are troublesome... In our country, researchers are pure people who drive people crazy, and they don't care much about anything other than research. If I'm not mistaken, the Cult of the Saints is just a tool they use to reclaim the dragon veins. What meteorite will be in their eyes, it's just a swarm of small insects, whatever they want, just cross the line and shoot to death. ”

The old crocodile looked a little depressed, and whispered, "Although I don't want to admit it, what he said is probably the truth..."

How to break the game... Ding Nuo originally wanted to unite all the forces of Mu Xing against the Saint Sect, but he never thought that the indigenous humans had already despaired to this extent.

He shook his head, sighed, and no longer forced the old crocodile, and said, "In that case, the matter of union is over. ”

However, unexpectedly, the old crocodile said in a resolute tone: "No, you have misunderstood! The Dire Scales are not the soft eggs of the Meteorite Society, and we have never forgotten the shame of being enslaved! Even if there is only one last Dire left, we will not give in. On behalf of the Dreadscales, I join your Alliance! ”

I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it! In this shit world... When the humans of Mu Xing lost the courage to resist... There is actually a group of crocodile people who are regarded as aliens, and they still adhere to the dignity of human beings!