Hearing the explosion, Pan Long immediately realized what was happening.

Zion and the enemies who want to stop them are at war!

"Chimera's" face changed drastically, and immediately arranged for everyone to leave by plane.

"What are you going to do when we're gone?" someone asked.

"We are also arranging evacuations. The girl with long ears replied, "We are arranging for the residents of Zion to evacuate urgently. However, the number of planes was limited, and everyone left by car. ”

"What about yourselves?" asked a cat-eared girl timidly.

"Chimera" hesitated, sighed, and said, "I am the leader of Zion, and I will be the last to retreat." ”

Without waiting for these patients from wealthy families to say anything, she waved her hand, and one by one the escort operators stepped forward one after another, protecting them from boarding the plane one after another.

One plane after another spun its propellers and slowly lifted into the air, heading into the distance.

When it was Pan Long's turn to get on the plane, Pan Long said, "I'll stay, you take the materials and leave first." ”

Everyone looked at him in amazement, and "Chimera" couldn't help but say, "Mentor Xia, you are the person we need to protect the most. Even at the expense of all of Zion, we will keep you safe!"

"I've taught you almost. Pan Long shook his head and said, "As long as you don't lose the materials, there is no problem in completing the compilation of the textbooks for the refining method." ”

"It's not a matter of teaching materials! You are the benefactor of all psionic beings, and you can even be said to be the savior of this world, and you deserve the best protection!"

Pan Long smiled: "Hey, don't look down on people so much." Big Horn's report on their actions, you should have seen it, right? Protection? Do you think I need someone else to protect me?"

"It's not a question of whether you need it or not......"

"That's the question of need!" Pan Long interrupted the girl, "Before I became a scholar, I was first and foremost a warrior, a powerful, invincible warrior!

Seeing that the girl still had to persuade, he shook his head and said, "Don't worry, if the enemy is really too strong to be defeated, I won't have to be killed by it." But at least...... When others are fighting bloodily, since I have completed my work as a scholar, I can naturally be a little willful and participate in the battle as a warrior. ”

He looked at the young police officers who were eager to help compile the textbook, "You are different, you have an important responsibility to spread the technology of healing psionic infections, and your task is not yet complete!"

Those young people who also wanted to go to war were suddenly dejected, and under the "escort" of the old teacher, they got on the plane.

The old teacher walked at the back, and when he was about to get on the plane, he turned around and said to Pan Long, "Mentor Xia...... If you are killed, the world will face a terrible war. So, please stay alive!"

Pan Long nodded.

Soon, the plane also rose into the air and slowly departed.

Pan Long smiled and turned his head to look at the "Chimera": "The people who should be evacuated have been evacuated, let's go to the battlefield." ”

The girl looked at him and sighed deeply.

She knew that this "Xia Mentor" was a strong-willed person, and once such a person decided something, no one would be able to stop him.

If the other party's strength is not strong, she can still use coercive methods to subdue him, even if he is tied up and sent away. But she had read the action reports of Dajiao and others, and knew that the strength of "Mentor Xia" was unfathomable, and even if she made a move, she might not be able to win, let alone arrest him and forcibly send him away.

Therefore, she can only accept the fact that "Mentor Xia will also participate in the war".

Although this fact made her feel powerless and worried.

Moments later, the two of them, along with a few operators, boarded the vehicle bound for the northern exit of Zion.

"Don't sigh and think about something happy. Looking at the girl's melancholy face, Pan Long said, "Let's say...... My participation in the war may be able to turn the tide of war for you. ”

"Chimera" smiled bitterly: "Mentor Xia, according to the information I have obtained, less than three kilometers north of our Zion, there are now about more than 100,000 Slavic troops. Combined, our operatives are less than four thousand—and about a thousand of them are helping to stabilize order and direct the evacuation of Zion. ”

"Four thousand against one hundred thousand, you say, how could we possibly win?"

Pan Long scratched his head, he also felt that the battle seemed to be a sure loss.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken? The other party is not 10,000, but 100,000?"

"There will only be more. ”

“...... How did 100,000 people get here?" Pan Long couldn't help but ask, "Although this place is not very far from the Slavic Empire, after all, there is still some distance - there is more than one country or force in between, so they don't care?"

"I don't know, but no country or organization has contacted us beforehand to warn us of this. The girl sighed, "The world is too big, and the space we humans can occupy is too small. As long as the Slavic army deliberately avoided moving cities and villages, it was easy to do it undetected. ”

Pan Long then realized that this was not the world he had lived in, but a world where natural disasters were frequent, and most of the population was concentrated in mobile cities except for small villages.

In this world, it's so easy to do something silently and unnoticed.

As he spoke, the vehicle passed through an open area from which Zion's exterior could be seen.

Pan Long saw that south of Zion, there was a huge procession moving slowly. It was a crowd of people who had been evacuated, they were outnumbered, they lacked transportation, and many of them were weakened by psionic infections.

Many of the operators worked hard to maintain order, and they tried to keep the crowd in a neat line as much as possible, without procrastination, pushing, shoving, shoving, or crushing and colliding.

There are also some vehicles flying the Kyushu joint flag that are constantly coming, and one after another, the old, weak, sick and disabled people are being put on the buses and are the first to leave.

But even so, the team is still moving slowly.

With such a team, the movement speed is definitely not fast.

And to the north of Zion, although it is blocked by many buildings, and the battlefield cannot be seen for the time being, the continuous roar is constantly coming.

Just by listening to the voice, you can imagine how fierce the battle was over there.

"Chimera's" face is getting more and more ugly, Zion does not have many operators, if not friends with each other, at least they are acquaintances who don't look up and don't look up.

At this moment, those people who usually see each other every day are fighting hard in front of them, fighting to the death with an enemy ten or twenty times more than them.

If nothing else, they will definitely lose this time, and they will definitely die.

Zion, once the sanctuary of the Psionic Infected and known to everyone as the "Promised Land," is about to be destroyed today.

"Actually, we can think about it from a different perspective. Bighorn smiled reluctantly and said, "A new era for psionics, and indeed for this world, is coming. Zion's historical mission as a sanctuary is accomplished, and at the very least, we can die in peace. ”

The operators nodded their heads with calm and determined expressions.

Pan Long sighed in his heart, he felt that if he hadn't brought the technology he had brought to heal psionic infection, this war might not have broken out.

At least...... He didn't remember that in the "Ark Next Year" game, there was a scene of 100,000 troops besieging Zion.

(Is it my fault?)

He asked himself.

Then, shake your head.

(It's not my fault, I'm doing the right thing.) ）

(Seeing others in trouble, in danger, and even dying in pain.) Since I have the power to help them, of course I should lend a hand. It's a matter of course, and you can't go wrong!)

(Wrong, it's the people who come to attack Zion, the ones who can't allow the infected to live in peace, and can't see that they can turn harm into profit, and get rid of their miserable fate and become only able to enjoy the benefits of psionic energy, and no longer be harmed by psionic energy!)

(What I'm going to do now is not self-doubt, let alone sadness and helplessness.) ）

(Rather...... Kill them!)