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[The precious and scarce ammunition only lasted two rounds, and it was exhausted. The major bureaus had to send cultivators to fight again, and this time they had to face more and stronger monsters. This is an extremely A fierce battle, regardless of victory or defeat, only life and death]

[At the same time, people of different races and different countries are facing the same tragedy around the world. Small countries that are weak and close to the maelstrom soon fall and become a paradise for monsters. The United Nations has convened international rescues. No one responded. From the opening of the Maelstrom to the present, only a few days, only a few powerful countries are still resisting]

[However, the monsters seem to be endless, constantly tearing the nerves of the practitioners. Gradually, more and more casualties, and the camp for corpses has changed from one to two, three...]

[Shi Shengcun’s spirit covers half of the Bohai Sea, constantly monitoring the sea. Every time a battle is over, practitioners restore Spiritual Qi, and after a brief rest with their eyes closed, they have to put in a new round of resistance... Dalian Port, as if Turned into a meat grinder, the corpses of the monsters piled up on the dock are getting higher and higher, and gradually become mountains. However, under the maelstrom, more monsters are still gushing out on time]

[Finally, at the dawn of the next day, you got the news that Sun Xiao died in battle. The body was swallowed by the monster, leaving no words behind]

[At 10:23 in the morning, a new round of attack hit, Shen Shanjing was seriously injured, the deputy chief of the Nine Division Yang Congxian, the chief of the Six Division Yuan Xinglu, and the deputy chief of the Fifth Division were killed in battle]

[1:12pm...Huang Yin was injured, the second deputy director died in the first battle, and the leader of the seventh division Fang Ping died in battle】

[At 5:10 in the evening...The seventh-rank monster landed, and the second, sixteenth, eighteenth, tenth, and fourth divisions were killed in battle. The remaining monsters broke through the line of defense and intruded into the rear. Wang Daming, Xie Qingke, Zhu Sha, Xiao Ningyu , Tang Jinding, etc. Death]

[At 7:30 in the evening, a fake eighth rank monster surfaced, Shi Shengcun rate a division to fight, a tragic victory, countless casualties]

[At 8:20 in the evening, you are relieved from the daze]

...

The blurry scene in front of me slowly became clear.

The acceleration of time stopped, and Cheng Lin found that he was still standing in place, but the scene before him had changed.

The scarred pier.

The corpses of monsters piled up like a mountain.

The wanton flow of foul-smelling body fluids mixed with rainwater and accumulated into pools.

It was like a camp engulfed by a gust of wind and a sea of ​​raging waves. The huge iron frame that he and Hu Rui had climbed before had fallen to the ground and twisted. Some cars were detonated and turned into a cloud of black smoke rising. Gadgets, but no one cares about it.

The sky is dull.

The light from the mountain behind him became sparse.

The huge wharf was full of people, some of them were meditating and resting, and more of them were just dull eyes and staring blankly at the sea.

The few who stood there were slowly pulling the corpse back from the beach.

There was a burst of Spiritual Qi floating in the air. There was no sound from the big horn, as if it was broken, only the depressed crying and crying could be heard-but I didn't know where it came from.

"Alive?"

Cheng Lin was looking at the scene in front of him, and suddenly, he heard a voice next to him.

He looked over and found that there were a few "armor" lying on the ground beside him, probably resting here for a short time.

The one speaking to him was a young man who was approaching-he was leaning against a container, his two legs covered with metal armor lay lazily on the ground, and the upper body armor had a lot of damage, such as dents, twists, and breakages. However, he took the helmet off and put it beside him with the sharp knife.

It was a young man with wheat-colored skin.

The eye sockets are slightly deep, and the eyes are very energetic. There is a layer of stubble on the chin, which slightly erases the youthful greenness.

The hair is probably due to wearing the helmet for a long time, and it is very flat.

At this moment, he was looking at him coldly.

Cheng Lin frowned, he didn't know each other.

"I don't know you." Cheng Lin said.

The young man said in a cold tone: "You are not worthy of knowing me. Although I can't see the specifics, I can feel it. Your Cultivation Base is not low, but you can sit in the back grandiosely and do nothing, no. Speaking of fighting hard, it's really rare to not even touch the logistics."

Cheng Lin was stunned, and wanted to say something, when he heard another man in armor beside the young man sigh: "Don't talk about it, Jiu Si's people have died a lot..."

"But that doesn't include him, I despise such a coward, coward!"

"Okay... save your energy."

"Why do you save it? Anyway, you will die sooner or later, either today or tomorrow. What do you care about?"

"You... the principal will always think of a way."

Several people in armor talked, and the eyes cast on Cheng Lin also left. Cheng Lin suddenly understood where the hostility of these people came from. It seems that time has accelerated during this period, and he should have not moved. .

Smile, he didn't try to explain anything, anyway it was unnecessary.

Just stood up and walked forward slowly.

Look for familiar faces among the collapsed crowd.

It’s a pity that it’s too dark and hard to find. I also ran into a few people from Jiuji along the way, but if it wasn’t for a blank look, or I looked at him with a cold look and didn’t speak. .

It seemed that he was hiding behind him during this time, and after all, many people saw it in their eyes and remembered it in their hearts.

Then, naturally, I look down on it.

"Why are you here?"

Suddenly, a familiar figure walked out of a camp.

It's Huang Yin.

At this moment, she was embarrassed, the sunglasses that never left her hands were gone, and the delicate face was also full of exhaustion and blood stains.

"Deputy Secretary Huang..."

"Don't care about their gaze, just wake up." Huang Yin said in a tired and gentle tone, which is completely different from her formerly beautiful style.

"Actually I didn't..."

Cheng Lin was halfway talking, and was interrupted by Huang Yin, "You don't need to explain anything, you are still young, and not everyone can face the Death of people around you and stay strong."

This is... Huang Yin mistakenly thought that she was in a trance because she saw friends, classmates, and teachers around her die one after another?

Perhaps in the process of accelerating time, own is indeed left with only a desperate body, just like the many dazed, dumb-eyed practitioners on the dock.

Cheng Lin didn't explain, but just asked: "How is the situation?"

"I don't know, but I think the order to retreat will probably be issued soon."

"retreat?"

"Well, as you can see, in just three or two days, the elites of half a country have almost been disabled. The mid-rank cultivator is either dead or injured. Do you think we still have a chance to win?" Huang Yin dragged him. He walked a little further, his voice was bitter.

"But what should we do here after we retreat? Give this city to them? But what if more and more monsters emerge from the space gate? Continue to retreat? Where is the end of the retreat?" Cheng Lin asked.

Huang Yin glanced at him, her eyes firm: "The worst situation I envision is that there is no retreat."

After a pause, she suddenly said in a bleak tone: "However, that was the worst plan. It is not yet that point. Although people are disabled, we still have the last weapon."

"You mean..." Cheng Lin suddenly remembered a term.

"That's right." Huang Yin pulled a pale smile on her tired face, and then uttered two breathtaking words: "Nuclear bomb."

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