At the end of December, North America, somewhere north of Alaska.

Guo Songshan flapped the alloy wings behind him, stood in mid-air, looked at the broken sword in his hand, and couldn't help but scold his mother: "It's broken again." ”

Thankfully, Steven and they arrived in time, otherwise it would have been a lot of work.

When he came here three years ago, he brought ten swords. He had already broken nine weapons, and this was the last one, and he would not have used such a handy weapon for a while afterward.

As the strongest internal force master in China, he naturally makes the best quality internal force alloy sword in China. These swords were made by the guild's swordsmith Chang Zhi himself. Absolutely every handful is a high-quality product, and every handful is auctioned outside, and the starting price of 50 million yuan is indispensable. When he came here three years ago, he knew it was going to be a tough battle, so he brought ten with him.

But now they were all cut in two, and some of them had broken edges, like broken saws. The main reason for the destruction of these swords is that I really can't blame Guo Songshan. Because the skin of these monsters, which Americans call crocodiles, is too thick and tough. He thought, even if there really was such a thing as an artifact in this world, it might not be able to stop the crocodile dragon's thick skin from constantly wearing out. Every new sword is sharp and easy to use when it is first used. But what about after killing a hundred monsters? What about after killing 200 monsters? Without exception, they are cut in two, and even the best weapons will wear out. "I wish there were some treasures in this world that could be used for hundreds of years." Guo Songshan thought to himself.

In fact, there is another reason why the sword is broken, which is a reason that makes Guo Songshan quite painful. Sima Zhengyi gave subsidies to registered warriors in order to earn money, and it can be said that he did everything he could. At Guo Songshan, he was invited by the military to kill the tyrant who crossed the border. After the terrorists, he became famous for a while. Sima's head was hot at that time, and he decided to auction off the naming rights of the weapons used by Guo Songshan.

But I don't know if the publicity work is not in place, or the naming right is really not attractive. Anyway, the auction site was cold. In the end, China Literature Group bought the naming rights at a very low price, and the term was 50 years. From then on, Guo Daxia had to title each of his swords with the words "Creation Chinese". The same is true for these ten swords, who often adhere to the contract requirements of naming rights, etching five large characters on the spine of each sword "Creation Chinese Sword".

The problem lies in the horizontal of "world" and "text" in these five words. The broken part of each sword is either on the horizontal side of the "world" or on the horizontal side of the word "Wen".

Internal force alloys are in short supply here, and of course they cannot be wasted at all. Guo Songshan was about to put the broken sword into the scabbard and bring it back to the camp, when he suddenly saw a crocodile behind Steven, who had just completed the handover with him, and was sneaking forward to prepare for a sneak attack. He shook his hand and threw the tip of half of the sword in his hand. The tip of the sword cut a straight line with almost no curvature, piercing diagonally above the head of the sneaking monster, burrowing through the jaw on the other side, and then disappearing into the frozen ground of the ground. After a few moments, the crocodile fell to the ground with a bang. Steven obviously felt that there was someone else behind him, but he was facing the attack of the two monsters, and he had no time to care, so he could only take the time to raise his hand and apologize for Guo Songshan's favor.

Guo Songshan inspected the entire battlefield from the air, and more than 200 warriors from all over the world formed a battle formation to effectively block the invasion of monsters. After looking around, he didn't find any danger, so he accelerated the flapping of the iron wings behind him, swooped away from the position, and flew towards the camp more than a hundred kilometers away.

Fifteen minutes later, he was flying over the camp. During this season, the camp is located in an area close to the Arctic Circle, and only a little sunlight can be seen on the horizon at noon during the day. But at this time, it was already evening, and it was already completely dark, but with the far more than ordinary eyesight of the martial artist, he still saw in the air from afar, in the faint light in front of his cabin, the long-awaited figure of the mother and daughter.

Anna came to the camp yesterday afternoon with her children. Because Christmas is two days away, she wants her daughter to spend this family reunion with her father, so she takes her daughter into this forbidden area in a special diesel truck. When she saw Guo Songshan's smile when he saw their mother and daughter, she felt that she had made the right decision to come to this cold, lonely and barren place for Christmas despite the dissuasion of her parents and relatives.

Guo Songshan was really happy to see Anna and the child come to see him yesterday. Because this camp is built within the restricted area made by the crocodile people. There are no telephones, no electrical appliances, and even electric lighter cars can't drive here. The crocodiles used their special abilities to construct a no-go zone that was completely shielded from modern electrified equipment. In the nearly three years that Guo Songshan has been here, he will only return to civilized society by flying another 200 kilometers south wearing alloy wings, where he can make phone calls, surf the Internet, and communicate with the outside world. And in normal times, his pastime can only be to talk about the mountains with his comrades-in-arms.

Originally, the U.S. government also wanted to build the camp outside the restricted area, so that the Combat Command of the Crocodile Men could communicate with the outside world at any time, and transportation and supplies would not be a problem. But the energy of the warriors who fought was limited, and it was impossible for them to devote a lot of energy to rushing on the road. Therefore, the only way to solve this problem is to make the defense line retreat as well. But the retreat of the defensive line has brought a new problem, that is, the scope of the defense will be expanded several times, and the number of warriors here is limited after all, and it is impossible to defend such a long defensive line. In desperation, the U.S. government eventually had to set up the camp in the restricted area.

He had only seen them before yesterday when the summer was warm, and he hadn't seen the child for three months now. After a tiring battle, he was of course happy to suddenly see Anna and her daughter come to him. But he didn't have much time to spend with them.

The reason why this is so is because Guo Songshan is the most special here. Because he has no one to replace, anyone here can take leave, but he can't. A simple statistic is enough to illustrate this point. According to statistics, more than 5,000 crocodile dragons have died here in the past five years, of which more than 3,200 were killed by Guo Songshan. He had taken a day off on the day Anna gave birth, but on that day, his comrades had lost five more than usual. When he asked for leave, he could only resist the attack of the monster by filling it with the lives of other warriors. In this case, how to get him to say the word "leave", and since then, he has never asked for leave.

Guo Songshan did not go to see Anna and her mother in front of his cabin first, but landed directly in the courtyard of the headquarters. Two support personnel dressed like bears hurriedly stepped forward and removed the heavy alloy wings from his back.

"Have the five swords I sent home for repair been returned?" He asked one of them in English.

"Nope. But the three swords that were sent to Anchorage for repair were returned. I arrived yesterday with the food truck. ”

"Alright then, when I come out, you give it to me. Alas, the last sword was also broken just now. The man shouted "yes" and ran to find the sword. After Guo Songshan finished speaking, he walked straight into the command headquarters.