A Million Possible

"kill!!"

In the gloomy sky, a comet-like light rose up, as if illuminating the world.

Two thousand soldiers formed a circle, like an indestructible wall, resisting the surging skeletons.

The elves are located inside.

Or use bows and arrows, or use magic, or directly rush into the sea of ​​bones and fight in close hands.

For a moment, if you look down from mid-air, you will find that the entire battle situation has shifted significantly.

The tide gathered around Cheng Lin, and the bones that had climbed and piled up in the city swayed away like a low tide.

Only the dirty walls smeared with blood, internal organs and Death, and countless people who cried, fainted, and cried bitterly.

"Save! Evacuate!"

The personnel of the garrison department was finally able to rush in, but faced with only a mess.

Local cultivators attacked from the periphery, and it seems that only in this way can they vent their anger.

"boom--"

The horn was handed over to Ailu, who had walked out of the spirit world, to play, Cheng Linchong penetrates the bone sea, and the seventh-tier combat power was fully deployed.

He didn't use a sword, but just drove the unbreakable golden body, using a fist covered with light golden brilliance, like a pure gold pouring fist, to disintegrate one and another dead bones.

"Back! Back!"

At the same time, he took the elves and the soldiers, and retreated, constantly pulling the undead out of the city.

However, Cheng Lin gradually discovered that the influence of the copper whistle had great limitations after all, and it could not completely draw the undead away. Once they were pulled too far, they would reverse their direction.

More power can only be trapped in the battle, and the arc of countless magic, abilities, and psionic cannonballs across the dark sky, like the grandest fireworks in the New Year.

And with the appearance of this amazing soldier, the whole battle began to turn around slowly.

Especially as the second batch of soldiers manufactured by Nuwa was also put on the battlefield, and the local military forces finally arrived, the number of dead souls as many as tens of thousands began to decrease rapidly.

From the very beginning, it was boundless, and later, it was enough to control it with the strength of the local bureau.

Cheng Lin retreated decisively, and took thousands of elves and soldiers back to the spiritual world to rest, while the people took the military plane again to rush to the next location.

...

at the same time.

Beijing, Yanshan, temporary dispatch center.

The latest news from various regions flies in like snow flakes, and this information is displayed on a dynamic map, which is the red area that is constantly blurring, expanding, or shrinking.

"Message from Sisi! The alarm has been lifted!"

"what?"

When Xu Qu got the latest letter, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

He suddenly looked at Shi Shengcun beside the long table, and found that there were also obvious waves in the other party's eyes that had always been Wu Bo.

This is much faster than they expected.

"That is the area supported by Cheng Lin."

"But even the seventh grade shouldn't be so fast..."

When more information was read and written, the eyes of Xu Qu and Shi Shengcun slowly changed.

Especially when they learned that Cheng Lin had changed thousands of so-called "hidden powers" from nowhere, everyone in the room fell silent.

...

Cheng Lin was too lazy to think about the reaction of the capital.

When he chose to borrow troops, he didn't care about it anymore.

Now, all his attention is devoted to rescue and combat.

The fighting power of the undead was indeed not strong, and when Xia Guo's power was mobilized, the fighting power displayed by various divisions and local troops was indeed beyond his imagination.

Coupled with the characteristics of the undead, most of the enemies were blocked at the edge of the city. When Cheng Lin arrived, he released an exponential number of soldiers and rested elven troops. This process of "destroying" was also ordered. The speed of stunned people accelerated.

Especially, when more and more soldiers are produced, this advantage is also getting bigger and bigger.

Cheng Lin didn't even remember exactly how many places he went, only remembering that he was either cultivating and recovering on an airplane, or fighting on the ground in a sea of ​​undead.

And when he jumped off the plane again, Yujian fell in the city where Liusi was in charge, and what he saw was a mountain of broken bones and the fringe of the city that had been destroyed by terror.

The battle here is over.

On the road, there are burning, twisted and broken cars, and some limbs that have not had time to clean up are scattered everywhere.

In the distance, an ambulance flashing red and blue warning lights was speeding by, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke. Soldiers were searching for people who might have survived.

Cheng Lin bent down, picked up an orange bullet shell, and then saw a few small lapels approaching here.

Their clothes were in tatters and some were still stained with blood, very embarrassed.

"Commander Cheng." They walked over and bowed.

Cheng Lin waved his hand and said, "The situation here..."

"It has been stabilized. With the news just received, other projections across the country have basically stabilized the situation! The next step is to rescue and dispose of some remaining undead."

Is it finally over?

When Cheng Lin heard the words, he only felt a burst of fatigue coming from his limbs.

He raised his head and glanced at the sky. Behind the light gray clouds, the sun has dropped to the west.

The wind is also much smaller.

Looking at the time, it turned out that it was afternoon. Cheng Lin was in a trance. The continuous fighting and rushing on the road made him almost lose his ability to perceive time.

Stabilizing his mind, he nodded: "Very good."

Immediately, I saw a few figures walking from the densely smoky street.

"You are Cao Zhang from the Second Division... Why are you here?" Cheng Lin wondered.

The bald head deputy head of the second division came across. When he came to the Magic Capital Research Institute to help repair the puppet last time, he saw this person. Noodles, just unfamiliar.

"Commander Cheng," Cao Zhang nodded first, and then explained, "After the projection on our side has been processed, we will come here to provide support."

That's right... Cheng Lin suddenly, after all, the two places are indeed not far away.

"Thank you," he said.

Then, I saw that the expression on the face of the tall man in front of him became very strange, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't find a suitable expression.

"Is there anything else?" Cheng Lin perceives keenly, and then asks, "If you have any questions, just tell me, if I can help..."

"No, no," Deputy Secretary Cao waved his hand in a panic when he heard it, and immediately looked at each other with several colleagues beside him, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "There is unfortunate news, we... …"

Cheng Lin smiled, pointed to the surrounding city, like a set in a horror movie, and laughed at himself:

"Go ahead, is there any news that is more unfortunate than this?"

After hearing this, Cao Zhang turned aside his eyes and said: "Your father...in this incident, unfortunately...passed away."

There was a sudden silence around.

"What did you say?" Cheng Lin asked as if he didn't hear clearly.

"Your father...today was originally going to go to the Magic City Gene Research Experimental Park to go through the entry formalities. As a result, it happened to be here, so... we also accidentally learned the news when we arrived here, and all the people travelling with him were killed... …"

"Where is he?" Cheng Lin's body shook slightly, and then looked at him slightly stupidly, "I...I mean the corpse."

"Please follow me." Cao Zhang turned around, did not dare to look at Cheng Lin, just walked forward.

Cheng Lin stepped forward mechanically and followed until he came to a clearing.

Many people are busy here, counting the dead bodies. There are quite a few stretchers on the ground in a mess.

Cao Zhang took Cheng Lin to a van. On the ground, a few corpses were lined up side by side, all covered with brand-new white cloth.

In the breeze, the edge of the white shroud slightly cocked, revealing the clothes below and the arms hanging outside.

"Thank you." Cheng Lin almost babbled thanks.

Stepping up to the front, he raised his right hand and hung it in the air. With his fingers slightly bent, the white cloth was lifted silently, revealing the familiar and full of lifeless face.

There was not much fear on that face, as if he had not had time to express his emotions at the time of Death.

At the location of the neck, a huge, dark red gap almost separated the head from the body, and the pale bones broke apart.

The lens of the glasses still on the bridge of the nose has broken.

The strands of hair sticking together because of blood coagulation were heavy, and the wind couldn't blow it.

Cheng Lin silently lowered his head and looked down at the corpse, with no expression on his face.

After a long time, the white cloth closed again, and Cheng Lin turned around and looked at Cao Zhang.

The latter looked away and said, "Commander Cheng, sorrow..."

He didn't say the last two words because Cheng Lin had already walked away on his own, as if he hadn't seen him, but just walked forward.

Heading toward the city that is like purgatory, smeared with blood and Death, with the whistle of the ambulance and the scream of crying from nowhere.

In the wind, drifting away.

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