Darkness is Coming

   At 6:04 p.m. local time, a fierce battle broke out on the outskirts of Nkata Bay.

   It was a multi-million dollar round of ground-to-surface missile coverage bombing, and then the armed helicopter formation threw the mounted missiles and cannon bullets out like expensive tap water, ploughing the entire ground area where the target was located.

   No creature can withstand such a blow, but this time the opponent is extremely cunning, and has a body and reaction speed unimaginable for normal humans, as well as all kinds of strange new organs and strange abilities. Two rounds of fire suppression only left them slightly injured, and then they immediately launched a counterattack.

  If there is no Awakener like Xu Le who has transformed into a "mutant natural enemy" in the long-term battle, just relying on the well-equipped and elite peacekeeping force, I am afraid that under the fierce counterattack of the Holy One, it will be quickly defeated and the entire army will be wiped out.

  When the local battlefield moves from beyond the line of sight to the battle within the line of sight, the ability of mortals is not enough to keep up with the rhythm of the battle. Even if they hold a powerful firearm, they will never hit the enemy.

Even a world-class sniper, facing a variant of the Holy One level, is more likely to accidentally kill an allied army when firing a shot than a variant, so the only role the peacekeepers can play after a short-handed encounter , is to form a solid blockade, trap the fish that may escape from the net, and serve as a spectator for this extraordinary battle.

The Ashes and Judgment two Awakened Squads headed by Qi Lie and Xu Le were the main force. The rest of the Awakeneds with rich combat experience cooperated tacitly and used the tactical arrangements that had been rehearsed countless times. They soon gained the upper hand and gained a suppressive advantage. .

   But I have to admit that it is not only the awakened who are making progress. The mutants were also progressing at an alarming rate, and Sheng Yi showed unpredictable combat ability and combat IQ, which made Xu Le and Qi Lie fall into danger several times.

Luo Yingnan must stay in the country at all times to ensure that the visitor from another world is not in danger. This is what Xu Le and Qi Lie are aware of. If he is fatally injured here, there is no possibility of being rescued. Therefore, the two main attacking teams All played very conservatively.

  This fierce fight lasted for ten minutes, until most of the Awakened were exhausted and exhausted, they killed several high-level saints under the Holy One and severely injured the Holy One.

  When Xu Le, Qi Lie, and Huang Kaijing teamed up to strike a decisive blow, Shengyi's entire body was torn apart, and then burned into coke, leaving only one head hanging in the air, held up by densely packed worms with wings.

   The outcome has been decided, and there is no suspense.

   "Hehe, hehehehe."

   The head held up by the meat worm let out a miserable smile.

   "I am the king of the saints. My opponents should be Yang Xiaoqian and Liu Yuanzhou. You are also worthy of killing me? You..."

   Before he could finish speaking, the hideous head was pulled to the ground by the sudden multiplication of gravity, and then burned to ashes by a handful of fire.

  Everyone is so busy that they really don’t have time to listen to nonsense.

   "Tsk!" Xu Le missed the opportunity to send the Holy One on the road by himself, frowning slightly, feeling slightly annoyed.

  Huang Kaijing smiled contemptuously: "A chess piece that was played with applause from beginning to end, and thought he was a real boss, funny."

   Qi Lie blew a smoke ring leisurely and said with a smile: "I eat too much garbage brain, food poisoning."

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Muta believes that Malawi is a very strange country. After being transformed from a colony of the British Empire to an independent country, the naive presidential and cabinet system of government cannot eliminate the far-reaching influence left by the British Commonwealth, nor can it reconcile the differences between the various ethnic groups and religions in the country. contradiction.

  After independence, Malawi has always pursued a policy of free choice of alliance and neutrality. However, this long and narrow landlocked country has neither oil fields nor rich mineral resources, so it has almost no bargaining chips to exchange benefits.

If there is no bargaining chip, there is no right to speak. In addition, it has been weak for many years. This small country, which covers an area of ​​118,000 square kilometers, has not yet entered the industrial age. Agriculture is still the main economic body. Labor is employed in tobacco-related industries, and millions of civilians are barely clothed and hungry.

  The people are so poor that they can’t eat enough, but government officials in Malawi live a luxurious life of severe corruption. The tenured president gradually became incapacitated as he entered his old age. Not only did he repeatedly issue ridiculous decrees, but he also fought with Malawi's main donor country over the issue of succession, causing the country to plunge into turmoil and chaos.

What is even more ridiculous is that Malawi, a country with a population of more than 10 million, has a total regular army of only 5,300 people, including 4,800 in the army, 200 in the marines and 200 in the air force. The weapons in hand were provided by Britain and France.

   What about the police? There were 1,500 police officers in total.

   It is conceivable that after the loss of aid, Malawi fell into the chaos and distress.

"This country has no future." Muta Kazonga, standing on the roof of the dilapidated house, let out a sigh. The girl's dark skin was shining under the sun. She looked at the direction of Lake Malawi in the distance and sang the national anthem softly: "God bless our motherland, Malawi, to be a flat land. Destroy all enemies and plagues: hunger, disease, envy, and unite us as one, without worry, without fear. Bless each of our leaders and mother Malawi."

   The lyrics are so well written, but unfortunately the wishes inside will never come true.

   At least, it cannot be achieved in the hands of the current leader. Perhaps after the replacement of the ruling party, the new blood can burst into a powerful force and change the world.

  Muta's eyes were firm, he drew a cross on his chest, and muttered to himself, "I'm sorry, Mother Malawi, forgive me for making a deal with the devil."

   As a descendant of the chairman of the People's Progressive Movement Party, Muta is willing to dedicate everything, including faith and life, to the progress of the Malawi people.

   Muta climbed down from the ladder, his calm gaze swept over the elderly and children in the room one by one, and finally stopped on the two "people" standing outside the door.

   "You'll keep your promises, won't you?" Muta asked.

   After a while, Muta got a satisfactory answer: "Yes, this is the will of the temple."

With a hopeful smile,    Muta walked into the house and sang the national anthem with the brothers and sisters inside. Maybe one day, Muta thought, those lyrics would actually come true.

  The "people" in expensive suits carried bags full of food and then came indoors to distribute food to the old, weak, sick and disabled.

   Everyone is hungry, but no one is gobbling it up, everyone is savoring the good taste of the food.

   Because it was their last supper.