A Million Possible

Yanshan.

The peaks in winter seem to be particularly lonely.

Especially at this point in time, most of the old members of the First Division were sent abroad and were based in foreign countries, and the new group of people were taken away by Cheng Lin. This is a huge mountain, only a few civilians are left, which seems particularly extraordinary. Deserted.

On the mountainside, a scarlet-red door was half open, making it extremely quiet.

Shi Shengcun sat in the antique office, the room was warm like spring, without the slightest noise. On the table in front of him, printed documents were spread out, stacked like a mountain.

However, for some reason, he still couldn't calm down today.

Holding a document, his eyes were out of focus. For a while, he suddenly recovered and realized that his own state was very wrong.

"Ahem."

Shi Shengcun coughed dryly, then looked at the white paper in his hand suddenly appeared on the white paper, like a winter plum, reddened, and frowned.

Reached out and picked up the handkerchief, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, leaned back, leaned in the seat, and exhaled a long breath.

"What the hell is wrong?" he muttered to himself.

As the Eighth Stage of Perception, he never dared to ignore any changes in his emotions.

It's just that fate is impermanent and will not be shifted by his will. In many cases, his premonitions are random, which helps him to always anticipate the enemy. However, this is not a panacea.

Most of the time, you can only rely on guesswork and judgment.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk..." Putting down the handkerchief, his right hand was placed on the table, and he kept tapping, his thoughts spread, and he began to look for the source of his anxiety. Finally, he muttered to himself, "Projection?"

The tone is not very sure.

Subconsciously raised his hand and picked up the pen on the table. Then, his wrist stopped, after thinking about it, he put it down again.

His current state is not good.

In the battle with Lancelot, the injuries were not light after all.

During this period of time, there were too many things to deal with, and he couldn't calmly recuperate. Therefore, he began to consciously prohibit himself from using his abilities, especially the "divination" abilities.

Withdrawing his hand irritably, the wheelchair under his seat turned under the impetus of invisible force and came to the door, where the carved wooden door opened silently.

Shi Shengcun slowly came to the courtyard, raised his head, and squinted his eyes across the bald, dark tree in the courtyard, looking at the warm winter sun.

"quack……"

Suddenly, a crow flew into the courtyard from nowhere, landed quietly on the branches of the tree, and shouted loudly, making Shi Shengcun's face even darker.

Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind. With a move with his right hand, a yellow leaf in the courtyard hovered up and fell on his palm, and then, silently, as if it were about to burn.

At the moment when he was about to "divine", the communicator in his arms suddenly vibrated violently, and the frightened crow flapped its wings and flew out of the courtyard.

Shi Shengcun stiffened his hand, picked up the communicator, and pressed the answer button. Then, he heard a noisy voice from the microphone:

"Something... something big happened!"

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Although Cheng Lin had some guesses about what was happening in the world, he couldn't see it after all. Therefore, even if he was extremely anxious, he could only continue to consume these undeads while cooperating with the cultivators on the ground.

At the same time, use the internal network to send the news here to the special management department.

And during the battle, I saw the internal network issuing the highest level of alarm, and the Beijing Special Administrative Department urgently ordered the deployment of various departments and bureaus, hitting all the practitioners and rushing to the projection area.

However, these news could not reassure Cheng Lin at all.

After all, the transfer of personnel takes time!After the personnel from the local bureaus are transferred, will it be too late?

"boom!"

In his anxiety, Cheng Lin cut down another Sword Qi.

Looking down from the air, the skeletons climbing outwards from the projection have been visibly reduced, while on the ground, beside the highway, a nearly circular "bone mountain" piled up with pale bones appeared.

Those were all the dead who were smashed to pieces by a group of elites.

Although the number of more than two hundred people present was very small, after all, the Cultivation Base was extremely high and the fighting consciousness was excellent.

After the initial panic, he quickly adapted to his style of play and harvested the bones in patches.

Cheng Lin counted it silently, and suddenly the sword flew down and shouted at the same time:

"Liang Jing! Take half of the staff and follow me, and the rest will stay and continue to fight!"

In the current situation, two hundred people are already too many.

If it weren't for worrying about the citizens being protected, Cheng Lin even wanted to redeploy two-thirds of the manpower.

"Okay!" Liang Jing moved his eyes and turned his head decisively:

"The original one, two, three, four... nine, ten... college graduates come with me! The rest of you fill your seats! Song Jun! You will be in charge here next!"

"Yes!"

On the edge of the battlefield, a thin armor was standing on top of a pile of white bones, carrying a spirit sword in his right hand, and using a small psionic cannon on his left arm to smash a skeleton into pieces. Song Jun turned his head and responded simply.

The formation changed, and the cultivators named one after another withdrew, and the remaining people continued to fight with the "walls" made of bones as a line of defense.

"Commander Cheng, what should I do next?" Liang Jing led the people out of the battle group, and then looked at Cheng Lin who had landed from the air.

Cheng Lin resolutely said: "Grab the car! We will return to the capital immediately! Contact the headquarters at the same time!"

He clearly remembers the distribution of projections. There is only one projection near the capital, so there is no need to worry about safety. The problem lies in the situation in other provinces and cities.

"go!"

Liang Jing didn't say anything. A group of hundreds of people rushed to the cars on the edge of the road.

Because many people were blocked, most of the car keys were inserted in the driver's seat. In an emergency, Cheng Lin forcibly opened the door of a car and sat in, followed by Liang Jing.

Although Yujian was faster, it didn't make sense for him to go back. Secondly, the Spiritual Qi in his body at the moment almost bottomed out, and he couldn't fly far.

Amid the roar, private cars were started and turned and galloped towards the capital.

Inside the car, Liang Jing finally had time to take out the combat communicator to contact the rear, and when she received the relevant news from the headquarters, both her and Cheng Lin's hearts sank!

The worst situation finally happened!

"The headquarters has ordered all local departments and bureaus to deploy manpower to stop them, but... I'm afraid it's too late!"

Inside the car, the door torn by Cheng Linsheng was badly damaged. The wind blew in from the broken car window, humming, and the hair of the two of them was messed up like weeds.

"What about the army? Are local troops dispatched?!" Cheng Lin stomped on the accelerator and asked quickly while sipping the potion to regain his strength.

Liang Jing bit her lip, shook her head pale, and nodded again:

"Now the capital should have issued an order to adjust the army, but... I am afraid it will not be too late to stop! The adjustment of the army requires the approval of the capital and requires an order from the head of the relevant department. It can't be so fast! It needs response time!"

"What about the place?"

"There is no authority for transfers in localities...Nor for provincial officials...Neither is there for Trinity Division. It must be approved by the capital..."

"The only thing that can move is the local guards, but the new document was released the year before, and this place does not have the authority to mobilize..."

Liang Jing explained with no blood on his face.

After a pause, she grinned her lips:

"It's too sudden. The distances between the various projections are not far from the surrounding towns. Even if they react in the first place, I am afraid they can only stop some of them... After all... they are not afraid of bullets! They themselves are dead! And the urban population clusters are not there at all. Ways to use weapons of mass!"

Cheng Lin smashed the steering wheel severely, and the smashed car shook violently, his face was blue and he didn't say a word.

He didn't know what Liang Jing said?

Although the projection is in the suburbs, it is not far from the town!

Once tens of thousands of undead "can't hold" them and spread out and enter human settlements, how to fight? Use missiles? Use a tank? Use a bomber? Is it possible? It's impossible!

And a simple bullet is too inefficient to kill the undead... It may not be as easy to use as a hammer...

Furthermore, even if you use "barrage" to cover battles regardless of land consumption, the position of the garrison in each area is fixed!

Even if the capital reacted swiftly, it immediately ordered and the place was dispatched immediately. How many hours would it take to get to the place of the incident?

When someone arrives, the cucumber dishes are cold!

Not everyone can fly with swords!

"Don't worry, the problem may not be as serious as we thought... After all, the building environment in towns is complex, and... they have no intelligence..." Seeing Cheng Lin's reaction, Liang Jing quickly comforted.

Cheng Lin glanced at her and saw the unspoken words in her eyes.

That is, according to the previous experience of fighting between the two sides, as long as there is enough "flesh" to attract them, then they will not run around.

In this way, a conclusion can be easily derived.

That is, once the undead rushed into the city, they would first attack from the edge of the city a little bit, and even stay on the road... After all, the time now... just happens to be the "morning peak"!

During this time, there are a lot of living people driving to work on the road, and there are also a lot of vehicles.

These drivers can drag the undead on the road, and the congested vehicles can also greatly delay their progress into the city.

"Heh, I didn't expect that traffic jams that have been criticized can also have a positive side..." Cheng Lin retracted his gaze, grinned, pulled out a smile without a trace of smile, and whispered in his heart.

The right foot stepped on the accelerator, but it was even harder.

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Although he thought so in his mind, Cheng Lin was quickly affected by the "traffic jam."

Fortunately, the vicinity of Yanshan Mountain is not a high-traffic area, and it is close to the suburbs. Cheng Lin and other practitioners rushed all the way and finally arrived at the headquarters of the first division.

When a group of people fell off the car door, ran up the mountain, and entered the office area, Cheng Lin saw the clerks who seemed extremely busy and anxious.

After hurriedly asking Shi Shengcun and the others where they were, Cheng Lin and Liang Jing rushed away, pushed the door open, and saw the busy people in this temporary command center.

Shi Shengcun was sitting in front of a large assembled table, looking down at a map of the whole country spread on the table, Xu Qu, Secretary Zhao and other officials from the Special Administrative Department also stood up anxiously.

"Cheng..." An unfamiliar Special Administrative Department official raised his hand, with a cold face, and pointed to him that he was interrupted by Shi Shengcun as soon as he spoke.

He looked calmly at Cheng Lin and the others who had just gone through a fierce battle and came back all the way, and said in a deep voice:

"Cheng Lin, Liang Jing, you stay, the rest are waiting outside the door, and I will give you anything immediately!"

"Yes!"

More than a hundred people clashed back, the door closed silently, and the room was extremely depressed and heavy.

Cheng Lin looked at Shi Shengcun, and saw that the latter squeezed out a comforting smile and said:

"Sit down, no matter how urgent it is, it’s a few minutes. Calm down and keep a clear head is more important than anything else."

When Cheng Lin heard the words, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes once, and blocked his ability to perceive the surrounding atmosphere with "closed perception" to reduce anxiety.

After a while, his eyes were clear, he walked over, sat down, and asked:

"How is the situation?"Shi Shengcun held a marker in his hand and pointed to the map on the table. Cheng Lin glanced at it. There were black and red ×s in it, and some sticky lines were long, like moving tracks.

"The situation is not very optimistic, but it is not very bad either."

He spoke calmly and slowly, and the people around couldn't help but ease their tension.

"Leave aside the foreign situation for the time being. According to the real-time situation we have learned about the more than 20 projections in China, three of them are well controlled, and almost no casualties have been caused to unrelated people. This includes the one you led, and The one controlled by the second division of the magic city, um, the second division has just broken through the seventh-rank realm, you may not know it. What's more, it is the location of the seventeenth division."

Cheng Lin's eyes moved slightly, slightly surprised. This was better than he had imagined, but after thinking about it carefully, it was reasonable.

The second division of the magic capital was originally second only to the first division in strength, with a lot of masters, plus a newly promoted seventh-rank, to control the situation as normal.

As for the projection controlled by the Seventeenth Division...The location is in the northwest, where there was originally a large area with sparsely populated people. I am afraid that there are few living people in the range of dozens of miles around the projection except for the exploratory team...It is naturally controlled.

"The other seven, nine, eleven... eighteenth, the projections controlled by these bureaus have caused harm, some of them are very serious, but the undead in these places did not enter the city and were dragged out in the suburbs for various reasons. For example, your Nine Divisions were the undead who attacked a passing train, and because of this, they were attracted and did not immediately spread to the city... In these places, the leaders of the relevant departments have issued orders to mobilize troops to attack."

Shi Shengcun glanced at Cheng Lin and added:

"Because they are still in the outskirts of deserted areas and there are no settlements nearby, they will send fighter jets to bomb them... So the danger is still controllable and it is not something we urgently need to solve."

Having said that, his eyes moved to the remaining twelve projection locations marked in red.

"As for the remaining twelve, five of them are still on the way to transfer, and are constantly approaching the city. The speed is very fast, four have reached the edge of the city, and three...have entered the city...this is our current What needs to be solved urgently."

Cheng Lin's breath tightened slightly, his eyes narrowed, and he said, "Should I take someone there?"

"Yes, you brought back over a hundred people, divided them into groups, and rushed to these places by plane."

"Okay." Cheng Lin didn't ask why he didn't gather the rescues one by one. This must be a more efficient distribution method that Shi Shengcun felt after evaluating it.

Although Cheng Lin didn't feel scattered, several fifth ranks in a city had the ability to turn the tide, but at least it could stabilize the military's mind.

In his opinion, these undead seem to be terrifying, but because of their characteristics, it is not difficult to eliminate them, just copy the set of tactics he used before.

Use part of the living people as "bait" to pull their attention, and then grind them to death a little bit.

But the prerequisite for all this is that someone can stabilize the scene. At this point, mid-rank practitioners are obviously very suitable.

He got up, pushed the door and left without any muddle. Immediately, he saw the cultivators standing outside the door with solemn eyes.

They obviously also guessed what to do next.

All needless to say.

Cheng Lin immediately matched and divided their abilities, and then gave the distribution list to Liang Jing to arrange.

The latter glanced at the list, and was slightly startled: "Is it a mistake here?"

"where?"

"Why are you alone in a team? Even if you are a seventh-rank realm, you always have to..."

Cheng Lin raised his hand and interrupted her, his eyes flashed: "Enough, or even a little too much, just assign it like this, and when I finish processing the area I am responsible for, I will help others."

Cheng Lin said lightly, but there was no doubt about it.

Liang Jing could only swallow the words of persuasion.

Soon, a group of people flew to their respective targets in the arranged fighter jets.

Cheng Lin considered that the speed of own flight is not as fast as that of an airplane, so he wisely abandoned the plan of Yujian and took the airplane to the established location.

Sitting on the plane.

His eyes calmly watched the flying clouds and bleak sunlight outside, while Mental Energy spread into the spiritual world.

Then, Nuwa and Ellu in the villa in the spirit world were stunned at the same time, feeling the message from Cheng Lin's mental tentacles.

The information they received was exactly the same, with only two words:

"Borrowing soldiers!"

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