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Probably it was too noisy on the dock, or because Caowei's voice was too low, in short, Cheng Lin didn't hear it.

After standing for a while, he turned back, found the person from Jiuji and asked about the situation, only then did he understand what had happened before.

"The sixth rank monster has landed! There is not only one! The sixth rank is weird. It can spit out many smaller monsters. Although we have tried our best to stop us, we still lack control of the sky."

As the person in question said, his eyes suddenly lit up: "But I'm all right, I'm here! There is also Shi Sishou who is in charge, there must be no problem."

After speaking, he turned his head and left.

Cheng Lin was not so optimistic.

Is Yiji very strong? Indeed, the combat power of those armors is almost all above the fourth rank combat power, but is this enough? not necessarily.

What if a super monster appears? After all, ants killing an elephant is an overly idealistic model.

"Every time a monster is blocked back, it will soon be stronger. Even if Shi Shengcun can block the eighth rank, is it higher? Can he block it?"

Cheng Lin was full of pessimism.

...

Cao Wei returned to her own bureau. When she left, Cheng Lin wanted to tell her to hide behind and not to rush too far, but he hesitated and didn't say anything after all.

Sun Xiao found him and made a simple farewell, then turned his head and rushed forward, saying that he wanted to apply to the head of the bureau to fight on the front line.

Cheng Lin respected his choice.

The sad atmosphere of the entire pier lasted only a short time, and it was swept away by the one represented by Shi Shengcun.

The war is imminent, with the frequency that the monster will launch an attack within a few hours, and there is no time for people to grieve.

Materials from various places are madly transported here, constantly maintaining the combat effectiveness of the cultivators.

The students from Jiu Si and Shi Si also got busy, almost no figures were seen, and a big loudspeaker was even erected on the dock.

That's right, it's the kind of gray loudspeaker with a little "fallen time" that broadcasts all the time.

Whether it's the latest order from the command center, or emergency affairs, or the encouragement and instructions from the leaders of the imperial capital... the whole world seems to become tense and busy.

Only Cheng Lin seemed to be a idle idler.

As a wounded, he still enjoys the free position that Hu Rui arranged for him, but Hu Rui is dead.

To be honest, the friendship between the two people is not deep, and they are reluctant to say that they are friends.

Have fought together, are you comrades-in-arms? Cheng Lin is not sure, Hu Rui's favor to him is partly because of his Cultivation Base... But is it important?

It doesn't matter, the person is dead, Cheng Lin will treat him as a friend.

Did not rush to the front line.

Even some people who deliberately avoided Jiuji.

Cheng Lin took a chance and found Hu Rui's home, which was in Lianshi, but at this time the entire Lianshi began to retreat with the help of the army... to a more inland direction.

This is a very bad signal.

No way, Cheng Lin could only call and read the contents of the will to the other person.

On the phone, Hu Rui’s wife cried heartbreakingly. Hearing that they had just got married, Tristi assigned a new building. Not long after they moved in, they disappeared.

The dead were all placed in the barracks. The conditions were difficult. Cheng Lin failed the field test, but after all, he was not allowed to stuff Hua Bei into the dead.

Holding her corpse, he secretly returned to the room where he was in a coma before he was injured, put it on his own bed, got some healing potions, and barely repaired the wound on his chest... He took out her makeup box from the backpack, powdered her awkwardly, and traced her eyebrows.

"Huh," let out a deep breath, Cheng Lin looked at the female classmate who was asleep on the bed, and said with some shame: "My paintings may be a bit ugly...but don't mind, I tried my best."

After speaking, he backed up two steps and took out a cigarette from his pocket that had been wet by Qiu Yu-it was given to him by Hu Ruisai before.

A flame was ejected with his hand, forcibly lit, and the smoke rose.

Cheng Lin held the cigarette with both hands, hesitated, looked at Hua Bei, smiled and said to himself: "I won't worship you anymore, I know you smell like smoke."

After finishing speaking, he turned to the pier outside the window and worshipped very seriously. It was a bit silly, but he did it. Although all this is fake, they are still martyrs.

After a cigarette was completely burned into ashes, Cheng Lin said "goodbye" to Hua Bei before putting on a uniform with a small lapel, and stepping downstairs.

As soon as he left the house, he saw the Spiritual Qi boiling by the sea, and there was a strong psychic response on the electric tower on the nearby mountain.

That is a psionic weapon.

Similar to the gun Huang Yin held on the elevated.

The power is amazing, but it is also amazingly expensive.

Cheng Lin had previously inquired and learned that the bullet that Huang Yin shot was worth more than one billion.

And it can't be mass-produced, so it can only be made in a laboratory. The reserves of the entire country of Xia are not more than a hundred-less than the reserves of nuclear bombs.

At this time, the two little lapels passing by also stopped, staring at this scene, talking:

"It's starting again. The weapons brought by Yiji are strong. After all, the core departments of the people are rich."

"Yes, there are people's armors. I heard that each set costs eight figures upwards."

"There is a company in front, so it should be able to stop the monster, right?"

"Hope."

Cheng Lin was curious, and walked over and asked, "What are you fighting? I didn't see any monsters?"

One person explained: "Because they have not been exposed to the water, they have been killed. Have you seen these weapons erected on the mountain? They were all brought by Yiji, the radar has failed, but we still have someone, Shi Si In that building, the central headquarters, he can use his abilities to cover this sea area, and no wind and grass can escape his eyes."

The other person also echoed: "Shi Sishou is our radar, and these weapons are making precise strikes according to the coordinates he reported."

Is that so?

Cheng Lin was startled, then smiled: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

After bidding farewell to the two, Cheng Lin walked forward with his clothes on, found a high place, and then stared at the ocean covered in silver light in front of him.

Bunches of light fall from the top of each mountain, and once it touches the sea, it will spread out large swaths of light, just like mercury.

This scene is beautiful and magnificent.

After a while, the blow stopped, and floating corpses rose up on the sea, piled on the coast, magnificent.

"After the blow is over, all the monsters in this round have been wiped out!"

During the broadcast, there was an exciting voice from an announcer.

Immediately, tens of thousands of people watching the battle on the dock cheered as if victory was in sight.

Cheng Lin didn't smile, the light and shadow in front of him quickly blurred and changed:

[You witnessed this short-term victory, without joy or sorrow, just as tragic stories always start with a fall from the peak of joy. After a short rest, a new round of offensive around the world begins]

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ps: Go to dinner first, and there will be more in the evening.

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