In the Rocky Mountains of the Cordillera Mountains in North America, endless zombies are scattered in the snow in the mountains and forests, like ant colonies. Compared to them, the Trisolar-Wigel is the giant of the bunch, although it hates the steep slopes that go up and down here.

The three-body problem-Wigel is more than 150 meters tall, nearly 100 meters wide at the shoulders, and nearly 500 meters long from head to tail. With such a huge body and a weight of more than one million tons, it is extremely difficult for him to walk in such a terrain.

At its feet, the snow on the surface was more than 1 meter deep, and the frozen soil was extremely soft. Every step of its journey is a little difficult, leaving a huge crater on the ground that is larger than a swimming pool and more than 3 meters deep, and that is its footprints.

However, although the Three-Body Problem-Weigel has been complaining, he does not dare to have any negative thoughts, and he does not want to become fertilizer in the near future because of this.

"Three-Body Problem-Weigel, there is something unusual about the natives in this area, send someone to investigate." In the information chain, the long-lost command of the mothership came.

At the same time, a set of data is passed over, which is a combination of three-dimensional images that shows what has happened in the past time period.

The information chain of the Zerg is open, and each class is only limited by the range of links, as long as it is within the range, it can receive and transmit any information and ideas. This set of data sent was relayed by the three-body problem-Weigel, and was transmitted to all members of the entire team almost at the same time.

"Captain, let me go, it seems interesting there, and I don't need a transport." The idea of a Tier 2 Air Combat Soldier was the first to be linked, and there had been no recent war, which made it feel quite boring every day.

And like it, a whole team lately. Almost all the time it's in a hurry, in a hurry, and it's unusually boring on weekdays.

The second order of air combat soldiers took the lead in speaking, dispelling the thoughts of the other members, after all, the second order air combat soldiers can fly, which is more suitable for the instructions given by the mothership than them.

"No, you can't leave the party until the brood has hatched a second Tier 2 Air Warrior for our squad. This order, let the 1st Marine go, his size is more suitable for the terrain over there. "The Three-Body Problem-Weigel has made a decision.

Indigenous attacks of all kinds. Some of them can be harmed, and the three-body problem-Wigel doesn't want the sky above his head to become unobstructed.

Moreover, the location shown in the image is tens of thousands of kilometers away from the current position of their detachment. Anyone who goes there except here will be out of the realm of the spiritual link, and it is impossible for the mothership to accommodate this.

"Mothership, I need a transport. Do a continuation of the link. "The Three-Body Problem-Wigel brings the idea into the link.

The idea of it made the Tier 2 Airmen a little disappointed, but the Tier 1 Marines were all excited, and they could finally stop being so bored.

"Trimaran - Wigel, a transport ship. Will arrive 1 hour after the local area. The mothership replied.

Three-body Wigel, looking left and right, gave an order to the one closest to him, the 1st order marine: "You can go in a while"

It's directive. made the other seven first-order marines suddenly lose their excitement.

"Pithole, you're in luck!" A 1st Rank Marine said.

"Little one. You make me so envious! The 2nd Tier Air Soldier said.

"Little Pit, if I had known this, I would have been closer to Lord Wigel." The 3rd Tier Marine ranged soldier said.

"Is it because you have a pit in your leg that Lord Wigel chose you? I'll get a hole out of it later, and I'll have at least half a chance next time. Another 1st Rank Marine said.

"Pit" never thought that he would be so lucky. It's not the strongest of the Tier 1 marines, nor is it the smartest of the Tier 1 marines, it's just the Tier 1 marines who are closest to Lord Wigel and have been rubbed a pit in one leg by the "indigenous" super electromagnetic cannon.

"Lord Wigel, am I going to kill all the natives? The Tier 1 Marine, known to his teammates as "The Pit", asked.

Its idea, via the Trisolar-Wigel, is directly linked to the mothership

Under the slanting sun, in the cold air, there seems to be a little more warmth. Yue Rong returned to Chang'an again, this is no longer what he was when he left, the vast area around Chang'an city has been cleaned up, and it seems that this place has become the human world again.

There are no zombies here, some factories are up and running again, and even the wilderness is littered with human figures, who are clearing the farmland because the weather is improving, trying to build another oasis to survive in this apocalyptic world.

The exploding population has brought prosperity here, and people of all colors are full of Yue Rong's vision, and he walks among them like a passerby, and no one cares.

The corpse of the huge high-level zombie was still placed at the door of the No. 1 base in Chang'an, like a sculpture. The skin of its body, which was covered with black scales, had been peeled away, revealing the black sinews inside, and the surface had long since become dry, like black stone.

"Brother Yue Rong, you're back, it's so boring here!" Seeing Yue Rong's childlike face, he ran to meet him, as always.

Yue Rong touched her head, glanced at Yan Ruyu behind her, nodded slightly, and then said to Tong Yan: "We will go back to Han City tomorrow."

"Is it fun over there? Is there something good to eat? Are you still running around? Tong Yan's questions, one after another, made her extremely happy to see Yue Rong.

"Tell me about the specific situation of my family" Yue Rong asked Yan Ruyu, and the three of them walked all the way to the Chang'an No. 1 base.

"After the Miao family left here, your family has slowly become the biggest force in this base. Several of your elders are reluctant to leave here and go back to Han City, and the number of troops in their hands has now exceeded 30,000, all of which are first-level and third-order combat power. Yan Ruyu said.

When Yue Rong heard this, he was a little surprised, "These people, why don't you send them to Han City?" After Yue Rong asked, he felt that this question was a bit redundant.

"This is a private soldier they recruited." Yan Ruyu explained.

Yue Rong nodded, he understood Yan Ruyu's dilemma, those were his family, Yan Ruyu couldn't tear his face with them, and Yue Rong didn't ask for it at the beginning, Yan Ruyu forcibly tied them back to Han City.

Once they were powerful and powerful, they couldn't see what the future would look like, and with the prosperity here, how could they be willing to go back to Han City and live in an underground cave?

"I'll go back in a while, and you'll be ready to take over their private soldiers and return them when you return to Han City." Yue Rong said that it is not a bad thing for his family to have private soldiers, but it must not interfere with his will. (To be continued......)