The world does not stop changing because of any individual will.

Even though he knew that the current situation was quite abnormal, after thinking of what might be happening on the land in the distance, Li Lan still had to order the deep-sea fleet to continue to advance along the western sea, but that vigilance was raised to the limit, and the spiritual power spread out of the wide-area search hardly stopped.

It can be said that Rilan's intuition honed from his long career of travel is extremely restrained for all hostile beings outside of him, no matter what form of hostility, as long as there is hostility towards him and there is enough threat to him, it will be perceived by Rilan, so that the success rate of any "sneak attack" against him will be reduced to a certain limit.

However, when such an ability is against another "self", it will evolve into the current situation.

For this nowhere to be found, but everywhere "threat", the only thing Lilan can do is to lead the fleet behind him to kill the root of it all, the leader, before it completely exhausts his energy.

Just as Lilan began to accelerate the pace of aggression against the eastern seas, behind the deep-sea fleet he led, another upheaval was slowly brewing......

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"Day three, right?"

"Wrong, it's the fourth day" After swallowing the last mouthful of fresh water in his throat, Wang Zhumo shook the kettle in his hand vigorously without giving up, and the "result" he got was two drops of turbid liquid......

Hurriedly put his mouth up, and after a while, Wang Zhumo smacked his lips in satisfaction, and then threw away the kettle in his hand.

This Crusade fleet has been on its fourth day since it set out from the Federation Continent...... Maybe it's the third day, since the second day was mobilized under the cabin of this quarantine day. They have lost the concept of day and night.

At first, the murky air and crowded space barely stunned the traversers, but soon their focus shifted from the harsh environment to another, more serious problem.

Carefully hiding the last pot of fresh water and the bread that had only arrived yesterday in his arms, Wang Zhumo was not sure if his fellow travelers would reach for him when they were hungry and dizzy...... Prevention is the best case.

At this time, Yucheng, who had been silent for a long time after asking a question, spoke again: "I said...... Those people weren't going to let us go back in the first place, were they? ”

In the voice. It reveals a weakness and despair that has never been seen before.

However, for Yucheng's question, Wang Zhumo found that he couldn't give an answer at all.

Admittedly, if it was intended to send these 200,000 people to death in the first place, why did they have to take such a large fleet? You must know that even if it is "shoddy", the resources consumed to build these warships in the conventional sense are enough to build no less than this number of ships in a short period of time, and the combat effectiveness of those ships is not as "weak" as humans.

But if it weren't for the 200,000-strong army that came to this sea to die. So what should the current scene be explained like a song?

There were no supplies, no support, not even contact, and the only thing that guided the fleet was the map of the sea that had been in front of everyone from the beginning, and the deliberately marked areas of the town guards......

"I've just seen it, at this rate, food and fresh water can last for another 2 days at most" After saying this, Yucheng fell into a speechless silence again

At this time. Wang Zhumo suddenly spoke: "...... Not necessarily."

"What do you mean?"

The weak gaze shifted to the traverser beside him, and took a closer look. Yucheng realized that this companion who used to only know how to blow water together and talk nonsense was how strange his gaze was at this moment...... He didn't realize that he was almost like this in Wang Zhumo's opinion now.

Under the pressure of death, the thirst for survival can cause anyone to burst into power that he never imagined, both mentally and physically.

Touching the cold firearm in the deep sea with his right hand, Wang Zhumo's gaze became cold a little: "The food for 4,000 people is enough for 2,000 people on this ship to support 2 days." But if there are only 1000 people, 500 people, or even ...... What about 2 people? ”

“……”

“……”

“…… Hehe" with a dry smile, Yucheng avoided Wang Zhumo's sight: "We won't manipulate this big guy under our feet, even if we really succeed, it's just a few more days to survive."

The beastly light in his eyes faded. Wang Zhumo, who regained his senses, took a deep breath: "...... Ahem, I'm just kidding......"

“…… I understand"

Understand what?

I'm afraid even they don't know.

Fortunately, this struggle between life and death, morality and reason, did not need to be borne by these two former dead houses, and shortly after their conversation ended, the voice transmitted from the loudspeaker broke into everyone's ears.

"The ship has arrived at the place of operation, everyone is ready to fight, repeat, this ship has arrived at the place of operation, everyone is ready to fight-"

Coming from above, the piercing sound of steel grinding sounded tantamount to the sound of heaven in the people below at this moment, through the gradually expanding "crack", the light returned to the "world" one by one, and even some of the recruits couldn't cry on the spot after scrambling onto the deck.

"Get up and get ready to fight!" The Warlord shouted with a pale face, and shouted loudly: "This is all to avoid being discovered by the enemy, otherwise do you think we can really pass through the blockade of the deep-sea habitat ship with this pile of broken copper and iron?!" ”

Wang Zhumo, who had just climbed onto the deck, was stunned when he heard this, and then subconsciously looked at the sea area ahead

Under the dazzling sunlight, the outline of an island suddenly appeared not far away, combined with the knowledge he had learned in the Naval Academy, which he thought would never be used, Wang Zhumo could be regarded as recognizing what the outline represented.

** like, so whispered: "Bodi Town Guard......"

Before he could recover from the shock, a loud sound echoed through every corner of the ship from the loudspeakers on the bridge.

"Back to their positions, soldiers!"

In the same weak tone, there was a frightening fervor: "Prepare me for the shock—"

"Be honored, what you will see next is a power that can only appear in myths and legends, and that truly belongs to us as humans-"

"Sir, the satellite positioning has been completed, will it be launched?"

With trembling hands, he smashed the walkie-talkie in his hand hard, and the captain issued the last order of his life: "Target mooring town guard, V4 rocket-"

"Launch!" (To be continued.) )