In the southernmost part of the continent of Middle-earth, there is a beautiful place with lush jungles, colorful flowers, and glowing corals and seas.

Its name is Haiya Province.

It is said that many years ago, the land would have been much larger, and the glowing sea was once a land with a rich city on it.

One day, however, something fell from the sky and wiped it out along with the ground beneath its feet.

Li Jinrong has not really seen what this land used to be, and has only heard a few words from his grandfather's mouth.

It is said that two hundred years ago, the glowing sea was even more exaggerated, with blue arcs of light joining together like a burning flame.

It is said to be the flame of death. Those who saw it died.

The vast majority of people migrated to the north with the help of the Post-War Reconstruction Committee, and a small number of people were reluctant to leave their homes even so. After all, the world has been destroyed, so what if we go to the north?

After all, it is a death.

It's better to walk decently.

When he was very young, Li Jinrong didn't understand why people at that time thought so, how could such a tenacious creature become extinct because of such a trivial matter.

Even where grass can't survive, people can survive.

And isn't that exactly what happened?

If those people are really dead, how did they come to be?

What he didn't understand was not only the despair in the hearts of those who remained at the time, but also why they had fled. In the eyes of him as a child, there is obviously a better way.

"Why don't you unite and put out the flames of death?"

He still remembers asking his grandfather that.

However, the old man, who was always very wise, had a rare embarrassment on his face when faced with this problem.

"Not all problems have a solution, some problems are not solved at all, and even if there are solutions, there are successive problems......

"So, what kind of problem do we have?"

He still remembered that he had asked so inquisitively, and his grandfather just replied with a helpless expression.

"Sorry kid, I don't know." Two hundred years ago was too far away.

Not to mention the events of 200 years, even 100 years, 50 years, or even 20 years ago, if no one deliberately recalls, records, and disseminates...... Probably no one will remember what happened anytime soon.

It's like that glowing sea.

Even though it once claimed the lives of thousands of people in an instant, there are still people who worship its immensity of power and love for no reason.

Fortunately, the faint blue arc had sunk to the bottom of the sea, and could only be glimpsed in the dark night.

In fact, compared to the origin of the glowing sea, the young Li Jinrong was more interested in the post-war reconstruction committee in his grandfather's mouth, and in his grandfather's mouth, that organization seemed to be omnipotent.

Even if Haiya Province didn't have that organized settlement, and even if they thought that the survivors here were a bunch of "self-defeating" guys, they still didn't give up on the people they decided to stay in the first place.

The signal towers that stand in Haiya Province are the traces of their coming.

It is said that for a long time, even after the dissolution of the post-war committee, the towers continued to spread the knowledge of self-help to the survivors in the vicinity over and over again, and called on the residents of the evacuation centers to fulfill their vows.

During that time, there were quite a few nice people in blue coats in the settlement. The knowledge and tools they brought with them helped many settlements in Haiya Province to live a good life.

It was at that time that the Tower Organization was born.

The locals and shelter dwellers, who had been helped by the post-war reconstruction committee, decided to unite to help more people, end the wasteland on a larger scale, and rebuild the crumbling order.

It can be said that until twenty years ago, the tower was in the sea

The province plays an important role.

What day it was, Li Jinrong can't remember clearly.

I just remember that he was very young at that time, and suddenly from one day, the people in the settlement no longer believed in those who called themselves the tower, but threw themselves into the arms of the Torch Church.

At first, the iron towers left behind by the War Construction Committee were dismantled and turned into molten steel, and then the invisible high walls stood between the villages, and the settlements became isolated plantations.

He didn't know why it was like this.

Just remember from that day.

Everything has changed.

It's mutants.

With a telescope in his hand, Li Jinrong, who was standing on the edge of the hills, jumped at the rolling dust on the plain a few kilometers away, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

The number is uncertain, at least above five hundred, but it should not exceed two thousand.

There were a lot of vehicles, and the guys turned out to be a motorized force - half greenskins sat on trucks and SUVs, and half greenskins snorted and ran behind.

Although by the standards of mutants, this kind of discipline and equipment can already be regarded as elite, after all, these beasts are not originally fighting on those things, but he still wants to say that these guys are not like going to war, more like rushing to a banquet.

The man leaning next to the motorcycle yawned.

"Don't these greenskins have to sleep, they're still hanging out at three o'clock in the morning."

The man's name was Xiao Yue, and he was Li Jinrong's subordinate, and he was rescued by the alliance's plane that night.

Lao Li suspected that there were traitors in the organization, so he did not go to join the organization.

Although he felt that Lao Li was a little nervous, no matter how he said it, he was also a partner who was born and died together, but he really didn't worry about this guy acting alone, so he also stayed with Lao Li.

In the past few days, they have been wandering around the vicinity of the Qi tribe, investigating clues about the Sanctuary in various settlements, and by the way, they have also cooperated with the alliance to collect some information about the Torch Church and the Church.

The guys in the north are generous. With them with intelligence, you can even exchange food and ammunition.

If it weren't for the fact that the Torch Church was also from the north, and Qingquan City was called a holy place by those madmen, Lao Li's opinion of the northern wastelanders might have been a little kinder.

"..... they're obviously not as simple as hanging out outside, so many guys must have a clear goal in mind."

Putting down the telescope in his hand, Li Jinrong took out the map and unfolded it, his index finger moved along the grid line for a while, and soon stopped at a red circle, and his brows furrowed.

He whispered in his mouth. "Pinecone Farm."

Hearing the place of Songguomu Farm, Xiao Yue couldn't help but sigh.

It was their first stop in Geumha, and they managed to contract all his bad impressions of the settlements in this area.

The high-spirited farmer didn't even see them, so he drove them away without saying a word, and shouted that the Pinecone Farm only talked about cooperation with the really powerful forces, and did not need them as homeless people who did not even have a home.

"Those guys are hopeless, this is a mutant army of one or two thousand, and there may not be so many soldiers in that colony combined...... I even doubt that that few people are enough for the mutants to eat."

"Whether it's useful or not, you have to inform them, at least let them be a little prepared."

Back on his motorcycle, Li Jinrong started the engine, looked at Xiao Yue and said.

"Are you with me, or are you staying here?"

Xiao Yue sighed and also turned over and sat on the motorcycle.

"Although I think you're wasting your efforts...... Forget it, I'll walk with you for a while."

Li Jinrong grinned and unscrewed the grip of the motorcycle.

Black smoke erupted from the thick tailpipe, and just as he was about to drive down the slope, a dull roar suddenly came from the sky.

He looked up at a patch of lacquer

Dark night sky.

Through the gap in the black clouds, I vaguely saw a series of cross-shaped black shadows through the little moonlight.

Xiao Yue, who was next to him, also noticed the anomaly above his head, looked at the sky and muttered to himself.

「…… What's that?"

Li Jinrong also wanted to know what it was.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the pitch-black crosses break out of the edge of the clouds and rush towards the mutants on the plains under the cover of night.

There was such a big movement in the sky, and the mutants obviously noticed the anomaly overhead, and there was a momentary commotion in the convoy driving on the plain.

Standing on the buggy, half exposed, the burly Kuru looked up at the sky and frowned, sharp fangs leaking out of his mouth.

The buzzing roar gave him an instinctive hint of threat.

However, at this moment, he clearly did not realize the seriousness of the problem - what it meant for a rapidly marching force to be attacked by an air raid on the plain.

In this stunned moment, the flying cross began to dive towards the ground, accompanied by the piercing scream of the buzzer, throwing one bomb after another to the ground.

Hundreds of kilograms of aerial bombs rained in the air, and clusters of fire burst out on the plains in an instant.

The blast overturned trucks, killing the mutant warriors on the ground or throwing them out.

The mutants who had been blown up had no idea what was going on, especially the ones who were eating the exhaust behind the truck's butt and gasping as they gasped as they saw the truck blown off.

Some mutants thought that they had awakened their incredible abilities, and blew the truck away in one go, until the next second they saw that almost all the trucks were bombed, and then they realized that it was an enemy attack.

An expression of disbelief appeared on every ugly green-skinned face.

The moon hits the west and comes out!

Someone dared to take the initiative to find trouble with them! And as soon as they came up, they beat them so badly! Most of the survivors of this land are soft-footed shrimp, which they were born with. Those two-legged animals had always been chased by them, and even if they occasionally pulled out one or two powerful treasures, they would quickly snatch them, and it was the first time they had seen such a scary thing, and so many at once.

No—not for the first time.

In fact, as early as that night, they had learned the Alliance's missiles, but none of them took that weak thing to heart.

After all, not many people were killed by the explosion at that time, and the strong mutant got up with a shake of his head.

The subsequent defeat of Ogg apparently didn't teach them any lessons, and they just thought that guy was a coward who couldn't even deal with a group of weak human things, and didn't dare to come back after the defeat.

Faced with the planes that were out of reach, the bombed mutants had a blank face written in capital letters.

I can't reach this thing, and I can't aim at it. They didn't know what to do for a while. At the same time, above the night sky.

After the W-2s completed their dive bomb drops, they pulled up their noses and returned to a safe altitude, ready for the next dive.

"Hahahaha! It's so exciting!" Sitting on one of the planes, the mosquito excitedly looked at the fires blooming on the ground behind him, and his face flushed with excitement.

Since the war in Luoxia Province came to an end, he has no use as a pilot, and he has run away to join in the excitement of professional players.

Later, he was also bombed by his teammates in the kitchen of the barracks.

This time, the brother of the next regiment stabbed Lou Zi, and finally replaced him to wipe someone else's buttocks.

It's time for him to wait for a chance to play! There was a whirring sound in the communication channel, and soon the sound of the wind was clear.

「…… Commander, what next? Go back and resupply?"

The mosquito smiled.

"Supplies? Mend a hammer! Give me

Beat it with a cannon!"

"But it's so dark, you can't see anything on the ground."

Even if flares are thrown, the visual range is quite limited.

Without the cooperation of ground forces, the simple air raid was indeed somewhat reluctant.

Feng Qing estimated that the round of dive bombing just now was estimated to kill about a hundred mutants.

As for minor injuries and serious injuries, there is no need to count them at all. After all, with the recovery ability of mutants, as long as they are not killed on the spot, most of them can be relieved.

Of course, it's not bad to blow up a hundred or so people.

At least their first goal had been achieved - to disable the mutant vehicles and stop the greenskins from marching towards the Pinecone Farm.

As long as the mutant troops lose their mobility, even if they don't actually die much, the pressure on the Pine Cone Farm allies will be much less.

The mosquitoes are clearly aware of this as well, and their task has been accomplished.

But one-

Finish the task and call it a day, that's too different from his style.

"It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter if you can't see it, just give the master a rough location map and it's over! Brothers, follow me! Quack-quack-"

With a presumptuous laugh, the mosquito held the joystick and swung it to the side, and took the lead in turning the nose of the machine to kill it again, facing the ground with a shuttle cannon.

At the same time, on the ground where he had a shuttle cannon blown, the mutants who had been blown up finally came to their senses and began to disperse to avoid the planes that had turned around and killed.

Looking at the little flies flying all over the sky and the burning steel slag in the place, Kuru was almost biting his teeth in his mouth with hatred as he stood on the road.

Forty armed trucks!

He had robbed more than a dozen caravans of the equipment that had been gathered, and more than half of it had been blown up in just one round of explosions!

As if blood was dripping from his heart, he looked up to the sky and roared in anger.

"Kuru! Fire on me! All fire! Knock down those noisy sparrows!"

Carried away by his anger, he grabbed the machine gun welded to the roof of the car with both hands, and swept the night sky abruptly.

The thick tongue of fire and the rain of bullets flew after the butt of the plane, and the tracer light floating in the sky looked terrifying, but he didn't know that the gunfire had revealed his own position. There was no warning.

The 20mm cannon was faster than the gunfire, and almost as soon as he heard the whistle in the air, a rain of bullets had clanged and nailed to the car beneath him.

Huge bullet holes climbed from the hood of the off-road vehicle all the way to the mud-stained trunk. Drenched in the whistling rain of bullets, the driver in the front seat was killed on the spot, and then the deputy sitting in the back seat of him.

"Ah~~!"

Muddy flesh crackled and splattered through the carriage, spilling Kuru's body, and he was no less pleasing to him in the rain of blood, and the machine gun in his hand was smashed to slag.

Falling out of the runaway buggy, Kuru screamed and was about to curse, but when he saw that his car was not far away, he was hit by a plane chasing after him and burst into a spark.

A wisp of hot sweat rolled down his insect-like brow and fell to the ground, and Kuru's Adam's apple moved, finally realizing that he had picked up a life.

He struggled to get up from the ground, saw the half of his arm that fell beside him, and subconsciously stretched out his right hand to pick it up, but saw the remaining half of the lifted.

The pain that gradually came back to his senses crawled down the wound and crawled all over his body, and the hideous and distorted green face instantly twisted into a ball.

Looking up at the messy battlefield around him, and the countless mutant warriors who had been killed and injured in an instant, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

"Ahhh!!h

At the same time, the mosquitoes, having completed a round of strafing, pulled the nose up again.

Glancing back at the surface of the flickering fire, a look of surprise appeared on his face. Rao was a strange opponent who had seen him, and he was also a little surprised by the courage of these green-skinned guys.

"Good Fellow......"

It's okay to shoot at the sky.

Is this because he is afraid that he has bad eyes and can't find where to scan?

On the other side, a few kilometers away on the side of a hill.

Stunned as he stared at the firelight blooming on the plains in the distance, and the mutant soldiers scattered and fleeing, Xiao Yue couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and finally squeezed a sentence out of his throat.

「…… It's an aircraft of the Alliance."

Li Jinrong opened his mouth half-open, did not speak, but just looked directly at the plain.

He had heard earlier that an organization called the Alliance had fought with the Legion in the Northwest, but he had no specific concept of either the Alliance or the Legion.

Now it's clear to him.

The noisy rain of fire left an indelible impression on his heart.

The mutant troops, who had been murderous and invincible a second ago, were instantly engulfed in a sea of fire, and the green-skinned beasts that survived fled as if they were dead under the flying trace.

Seeing that there was no sound for a long time, Xiao Yue looked at Lao Li on the side and said with difficulty.

「…… Do you still need to go to that farm?" This seems like a crap.

Li Jinrong was silent for a while and nodded.

"Let's go for a trip." Of course.

It's not for the sake of reporting or anything, those people obviously already know about this group of mutants who are out of the city, and they don't need to report at all.

It's interesting why the mutants rushed to the Pinecone Farm in the middle of the night, and why the coalition planes were above the mutants.

It is known that the Pinecone Farm is the sphere of influence of the Torch Church, and the Qi tribe is an ally of the Church.

Li Jinrong vaguely guessed something, and a trace of joy swelled up in his heart.

Could it be that the alliance has officially sent troops to the Torch Church?!

That's great news...... Pinecone Farmstead.

The brainwashing of the psychic interference device has been lifted, but the chaos in the colony is far from over.

However, at the moment, the players who stayed in the settlement had no time to take care of those crazy guys, some of them stayed in the annex, and some of them went to the church of the settlement under the leadership of the Night Ten brothers.

"Open the door! FBI！ Phew, send warmth!"

A kick opened the half-hidden door, and the kidney fighter with a rifle took the lead and swept around with murderous vigour.

Looking at the guy who was only half of his body, the priest hiding in the church was stupid on the spot, and the grenade that was originally used to die together fell to the ground, and the ring forgot to pull.

He doesn't know anything.

People outside suddenly go crazy and bite when they see people.

At this juncture, the honorable apostle was gone, and the gunfire outside was like firecrackers, and he was so frightened that he didn't know what to do but pray.

Seeing the priest cowering in a corner of the church, the murderous dagger strode forward with two excavator-like fists, and the two large fists were clubbed next to him, grinning and saying.

"What about the apostles here? Apostles of the Torch Church, don't pretend to be stupid and say that you don't know."

"I, I—" The priest squirmed, not squeezing out a word for a long time.

"Stop talking nonsense with him."

Yashi walked up to him, poked the muzzle of the gun in his head, and stared into his eyes and said.

"Where's the basement of this church?"

"I, I'll take you."

Pointed at the muzzle of the black hole, the priest still did not have the courage to keep the secret, and tremblingly led the group to the basement of the church. It's dark here.

Just as the kidney fighter was about to take out his flashlight, he found the button on the wall when he quit smoking, and when he reached out and pressed it, the dark basement was illuminated by incandescent lights.

Embarrassed to put the flashlight back, the Kidney Fighter coughed.

"Is there really any underground passage here?"

It seemed to be just an ordinary study, about seven or eight square meters, with two bookshelves on the wall

A table, clean and clean, nothing.

Yashi looked at the priest standing nearby, who turned pale at his gaze and hurriedly shook his head into a rattle.

"I, I don't know, this is the study of the Apostles...... I've only been in a few times."

"Usually you have to find the mechanism to open the door...

Quit smoking touched his chin, squatted next to the empty table, left and right to look for it, but after touching for a long time, he didn't find any doorway.

Seeing that he was fiddling with the bookshelf again, the murderous dagger could not stand it anymore, so he snorted and walked forward with his hands and feet.

"Get out of the way, come on!"

Quit smoking, who subconsciously retreated, glanced at this guy.

"What do you want to do?"

"Hey, you don't need to ask, it's a miracle!"

The murderous dagger smiled, this exoskeleton has been installed for so long, it can be regarded as a chance for him to find a handy.

Without further ado, he picked up his excavator-like fist and slammed it against the wall with all his strength.

That punch did carry enough weight, but the wall was not muddy after all, and Duang bounced him back with a muffled sound.

The wall ash was stripped off, and even the cement underneath was shattered, but the wall did not move at all, and there was no reaction at all. But listening to the voice, I also know that the back of this wall is eighty percent solid, and even if there is a secret door, it is impossible to be here.

Seeing a pair of eyes staring straight at him, the dagger himself also felt embarrassed, coughed, wanted to scratch his head, looked at his hand and gave up.

"Ugh...... It's not this one, I'll try a different wall."

He also realized that this method was a bit unintelligent, but the problem was that the force had already been installed, and at this time, he couldn't get off the stage at some point.

Seeing that the Dagger Killer then walked towards another wall, the ten people standing at the door looked stupid.

"Damn...... If you don't find the door, why don't you get stuck in the passage?!"

And if there's a trap—

Before he could finish his words, the big fist of the iron pot was already slammed against the wall, but this time it was different, a crack leaked under the broken wall ash.

The murderous dagger was shocked when he saw this, and said happily. There's something in the back!"

He raised his fist and was about to smash it when suddenly there was a noise outside the basement.

The players who were guarding outside shouted.

「…… Don't move! Put the gun down!" As he spoke, two gunshots rang out.

Before the shot rang out, Night Ten had already rushed out in one lunge, and the other players followed him.

After a while, the gunfire outside stopped, and the voices of teammates could be heard in the communication channel.

"The man has caught ...... That guy came in directly through the main entrance of the church, and collided with Lao Tzu, hehe."

"Good guys, after a long time, their news is half a beat slower than our mission, and they haven't even entered the tunnel yet..."

"Four Apostles!"

"I've caught a big fish!"

"Who's going back to the annex? Let Lao Bai turn off that telepathic interference device, this signal is intermittent and too uncomfortable!"

That's ...... Cleared?

Listening to the voices of his teammates in the communication channel, the murderous dagger standing by the wall looked confused, and he was stunned for a long time before squeezing a word out of his mouth.

Scald!