Alien paradise

The off-road vehicle screeched to a stop at the gate of the city guard station.

It wasn't that Elodie didn't want to drive in directly, but the city guards who were already frightened immediately blocked the door, and even the two cannons next to the door were pointed straight at the front of the car. If the car got any closer, she bet the gang would open fire.

"It's me, the priest of Shenji Cult. I want to see your commander!" Gawei stuck her head out and said loudly.

"What is this? You have to park your oddballs outside!"

"These poor people don't even know that this is not a strange structure at all." The priestess' tone was full of superiority, but also mixed with a hint of pity, "It seems that we can only walk in."

Chaoyang and Elodie looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

In just a few minutes, Gawei fell in love with this loud and powerful machine. It's no wonder that the priests of the Divine Machine Cult have a natural affinity for machinery, not to mention someone like her who has gears and screws installed on her body. If this car was not the property of Paradise, she would probably have to put the emblem of Shenji Cult on the hood.

After the four people got off the car, they were led into the camp. The camp fire was brightly lit at the moment, and dejected and silent soldiers could be seen everywhere. The number of them was really surprising.

"Why are these people staying in the camp?" Gawei couldn't help but ask the guide, "Don't you know that cultists are attacking the city?"

The latter couldn't answer, "I'm just the guard tonight. Please ask Mr. Woody for the specific arrangements."

"The City Guards must be in trouble." She moved to Chaoyang and whispered, "No wonder we didn't meet any troops coming to support us on the way from the Lord's Mansion."

Chaoyang nodded silently.

In fact, it has only been about an hour since he resurrected the player. In the era without radio communications, there was a considerable lag in information transmission. The original mission of these troops was to inspect the properties of the Black Steel Company in the inner city, so as to distract attention from the three-party encirclement and suppression operation. When the headquarters sent out the red flare, these people should have returned to the station to gather in an orderly manner, and immediately went to work after eliminating the emergency. One step in action. However, they now seem to have lost their organizational structure and become a group of stragglers.

Before they entered the living room, the four of them heard a faint argument.

It wasn't until the guard officer came forward and knocked on the door that the voices inside suddenly became quiet, followed by Sandra's call, "Come in!"

Chaoyang pushed the door open and found that there were only two people inside - one was the commander sitting on the recliner, and the other was her adjutant Woody. It was obvious at this moment who the quarrel was.

Sandra's eyes swept over Chaoyang and others in turn, and finally stopped at Reske. "Who is this……"

"Paradise Apostle, Reske." Chaoyang has learned his lesson and no longer brings up topics such as the truth about the Hidden Mist Envoy.

She nodded, "Sorry... I made you laugh. You must have heard the argument between me and the adjutant when you were outside the door, right?"

"Really? I didn't pay much attention." Chaoyang shrugged and pretended to be confused.

But Sandra obviously didn't believe it, "Okay, you don't have to step down for me. Fortunately, you are here, tell me how the operation is going? I saw the red and green flares from the sea, but the patrol The boarding signal has not been sent for a long time.”

"Are you saying that the two ships didn't come back?" He couldn't help but tighten his brows. "I thought they had turned around and evacuated long ago when they saw the three red flares from the station."

"That signal flare was sent by a traitor! Damn it, I thought excluding suspicious persons from the operation would not hinder the original plan, but I didn't expect the cultists to use this method to interfere with us!"

"That's it." Chaoyang also recounted the information learned on the ship again, "Not only are cultists infiltrated into Glory Castle, but the infiltration has been quite deep, and many nobles have become their supporters. What's even more terrible is that , this event is equivalent to the opening ceremony of a large-scale war. The evil messengers thought that they had matured and decided not to hide anymore. Now there are attacks on residents by cultists in the south and east of the city, and the number of casualties is estimated to be more than 200."

"You actually know so clearly!?" Sandra was shocked, "Can you even count the number of casualties?"

Uh...because he can see everything happening on the scene through the player's eyes. Chaoyang also knew that his information was too detailed, and he could only attribute it to the divine power of the paradise envoy. "This is the information told by the divine envoy. He also told me that the warriors of the paradise are fighting to the death with the cultists. Currently, they have Killed at least five black cloth monsters.”

"Woody, listen!" Sandra punched the handrail. "When the citizens of this city need us the most, we huddle in the camp and dare not move! Even the soldiers of the paradise are fighting with the cultists. How long do you want the city guards to wait for the battle? If you don't dare to lead the team out, I will do it myself!"

After saying that, she clutched her abdomen and tried to get up forcibly, but the adjutant held out his hand to stop him, "It's not that I don't dare to lead the team, but it's for the sake of your army! They were ambushed by the cultists in the central block, and they finally returned to the station, plus you They are injured and unable to move, and their morale has dropped to the lowest point! If we force them out now, they may not come back again!"

"Where can they go if they are deserters?"

"Where else could it be, of course the Old World." Woody advised earnestly, "There are still more than 800 people left in the City Guards. This is your trump card for survival. Just let them settle down and wait until daybreak. , the morale will be restored immediately! And now the situation between the enemy and ourselves outside is unclear, and it is late at night. If there are still hidden cultists who attack, the morale of the army may collapse!"

"It seems that they still don't know about the attack on the Lord's Mansion..." Elodie said through telepathy, "Even if we wait until daytime, this army probably won't be able to recover."

"But what if the person who died in the mansion was not the real lord?" Chaoyang replied silently, "Assuming that only Shantara is left as the upper leader, the city guard still has a chance to reunite. In turn, the army will now If it collapses, it will have nothing to do with her whether the lord is alive or dead."

"Are you going to speak for Woody?"

"We also speak for ourselves - at night when the city guards disappeared, only the Paradise believers stood up to protect the people. Isn't this also an ideal ending?"

Chaoyang cleared his throat and spoke slowly, "Commander, you don't need to be too anxious. A large number of fleeing people have been taken into custody by the church and are currently in no serious condition. What's more, the city guards lack the tools to restrain the cloth monsters. Weapons, it is easy to be ambushed if you attack rashly at night. I think the purpose of the cult is also very clear. If the city guards can be eliminated in one fell swoop, the entire city will no longer be able to resist."

Woody breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Chao is really quick in thinking and can understand the enemy's strategy at a time like this."

"But -" Sandra was still a little unwilling.

"If you are really worried, you can go to the Holy Church and sit down. I promise I'm not lying to you. There are many refugees gathering there. If you show up, they will definitely feel a lot more at ease." Chaoyang changed the topic, "But we are now The most critical task is to find out the identity of the evil messenger, who is the core of all conspiracies."