Data Wasteland

In the silent shipwreck cemetery, Chen Xing came to an old ship.

The young phoenix hovered over the ship, making a clear call.

This is an unremarkable ship, with an ancient style and a clumsy chimney in the middle, which reminds people of the factories of the last century. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is ugly.

The hull is old and mottled, embroidered in a mess, covered with thick shells and water plants, and the original shape is not visible at all.

It seems that endless years have been sunk, and it is about to become a pile of mud.

"This is my ship?"

Although a little disappointed, he could feel that there was a trace of connection between him and this ship.

It seemed to resonate from the depths of the blood, making him involuntarily approach, stretch out his hand, and touch the rusty hull.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and the dazzling light made him unable to open his eyes.

"Wow, wow..."

The sound of the waves came into his ears, and he felt the smell of the sea breeze.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Then came the dull sound of cannons.

He gradually adapted to the light and found himself floating above a sea area.

There are many ships below, their bows facing each other, the artillery roars, and they seem to be at war.

One side has an advantage in the number of ships, at least more than twice that of the other side, and the shape looks more advanced, the queue is neat and orderly, and it seems a little more professional.

On the other side, the ships are dilapidated and backward, not only in small numbers, but also very backward in equipment. Only two ships look slightly better, but they are still far behind the other side.

The comparison of the combat power of the two sides is clear at a glance. Only the disadvantaged side is still fighting stubbornly.

Chen Xing's gaze focused on the flagship of the weaker party, and the thick and awkward chimney in the middle was particularly conspicuous. It seemed that this was the shipwreck that resonated with him.

He couldn't help sighing, he was destined to be a broken ship, even if he found the ship, it would be an inconspicuous broken ship.

The ships of the two sides were gradually approaching, and there seemed to be only three types of weapons, artillery, fishing mines, and rapid-fire machine guns, which seemed to be centuries behind.

With these old weapons, the closer the distance, the higher the hit rate. As the distance between the two sides shortened, the battle became more and more fierce, and the scale of victory began to tilt toward the more powerful side.

Vessels of the vulnerable party have been shot, caught fire, sank, and are buried in the vast ocean.

With the mentality of a dead horse being a living horse doctor, Chen Xing gradually narrowed his consciousness with the flagship of the chimney.

No matter how trash is, it is his boat.

The waves slapped the side of the ship, and two words-Zhiyuan were reflected.

In an instant, Chen Xing's mind seemed to be hit by a huge shock, and his mind went blank.

The familiar feeling, the resonance deep in the soul, but I can't remember the meaning of these two words.

"boom!"

At this moment, a "boom" suddenly came from the top of his head, interrupting Chen Xing's thoughts. Looking up, the flagship of the chimney was also shot, and a raging fire ignited on the deck.

However, the soldiers on this ship did not jump into the sea like other sunken ships.

The captain stood in the flames, holding the rudder in his hand, looking firmly at the enemy ship ahead, and rushed away.

The enemy ships fired all guns, and the flagship was shot continuously. The ship's sides burst, the bridge collapsed, the huge chimney was pierced, and the whole ship was on fire.

However, still no one abandoned the boat and jumped into the sea.

The fire was soaring, but the soldiers still stood by their posts. The skin melted, the flesh separated, and finally burned into a black skeleton.

Still, no one jumped into the sea...

With the determination to die, hit the enemy ship!

"boom!"

Finally, under the frenzied artillery pouring of the enemy ship, the scarred flagship slowed down and finally sank to the bottom of the sea.

In an instant, Chen Xing seemed to hear the sorrow from the ship's heart.

They seem to be connected to each other, sharing the same sadness and the same regret.

Tears flowed out involuntarily.

Behind is the country, and the front is the enemy ship, but even if all his lives are exhausted, he can't stop the aggressor's footsteps.

What kind of regret is that, what kind of sadness is that!

After a long silence, Chen Xing said: "I have understood your intentions."

"Just let me, with this meager body..."

Chen Xing slowly raised his hand, and the wind and waves in the spirit sea were violent, and the runes reflected each other.

The golden sand flowed out from the palm of the hand and fell to the bottom of the sea.

"Eliminate all sorrows and regrets..."

"From now on, there will be nothing in the world that can stop you from riding the wind and waves!"

In the deep sea, golden sands were scattered and landed on the ship.

The whole ship shook, the shells and seaweed attached to the hull were scattered, the rust faded away, the twisted ship guns, the chimneys pierced by the shells, and the riddled bridges were all recovering a little bit.

"Come back, immortal heroic spirit."

"Open up a new era with me!"

In the spirit sea, the **** pottery urn, the devil's jug, and all the prostheses of the spirit class were making a huge hum.

The number of golden sands is increasing, and the small streams have turned into huge waterfalls, pouring towards the bottom of the sea.

"Rumble..."

A huge amount of golden sand poured into the hull, and the ship lying on the bottom of the sea slowly straightened, and countless scars melted and healed, and from the ship's side to the deck, it looked like new.

However, the repair of the ship is only on the surface, the heart of the ship is still dead and lifeless, as if a body has been repaired, but there is no soul inside.

"Why don't you wake up yet?"

"What are you waiting for?"

Chen Xing looked at the bottom of the sea blankly.

Gradually, he felt it.

The heart of the ship was scarred and lost all its strength. Like a broken heart, even if the surface is restored, it will not be able to bridge the internal cracks.

What they carry is not only their own regrets, but also the sadness of the times. That stupid and selfish old woman would rather build a garden than upgrade her armaments, and eventually make them hate

Died.

Even a hero has a fragile side. They were deeply disappointed in this world and would rather sleep forever than face it again.

Chen Xing couldn't help sighing. He didn't expect that he would still fail when he reached the last step.

Maybe this is fate.

At the moment of being at a loss, a clear phoenix sound emanated from the spirit sea, resounding through the sky like a horn of dawn.

Three young phoenixes flew out of the spirit sea on their own, hovering over the sunken ship.

They tweet, full of nostalgia and dissatisfaction with this world, but they also have longing and expectation for the new world.

Above that cloud sky, Chen Xing seemed to see that stubborn and kind-hearted man was smiling at him.

For a moment, he seemed to understand the other party's intentions, hissing roar in his chest: "No!"

However, three young phoenixes flew up into the sky, then put their wings together and swooped down toward the sea.

"Boom!"

Water splashed up into the sky. The flame evaporates the sea water, and the sea water melts the flame. The body of the first young phoenix gradually dimmed, and the flame went out. The second one continued to rush down on the path of his companion. The flame was eroded by the sea. The third young phoenix tried his best, and the last spark fell into the ship. In the boat.

"tumultuous!"

On the calm sea, a huge thousand-layer wave suddenly rises.

The sea is countercurrent and the waterfall hangs upside down. Amidst the tumbling waves, a burning warship emerged from the sea.

The hull is engraved with four simple words-Phoenix Zhiyuan!

The burning warship that was reborn from Nirvana, the air whistle sounded, and it rushed forward to the enemy ship indefinitely. The majestic and vast breath agitated the world, and couldn't help making people's chest blood churn. That is the aura of the heroic spirit, the most powerful and invincible.

All the enemy ships turned their muzzles, all guns were fired, shaking the sky. But I saw the burning warship facing the sky full of artillery fire, riding the wind and waves, and crashing into the enemy ship.

"boom!"

The bow of the ship was like a broken bamboo, crashing into the side of the enemy ship, and the enemy ship suddenly fell apart from the middle, broke into two pieces, and sank crashingly.

The burning warship passed through the wreckage of the enemy ship and rammed towards the next enemy ship.

One ship, two ships, three ships, until the entire sea area, there is no enemy ship.

"Woo..."

The whistle of the ship sounded, deep as the sea, loud as a song, as if traveling through endless time, swearing their return to the world!

At this time, in the red earth world beyond the undercurrent of time and space, the expeditionary army on the mine has been driven to desperation.

Yu Ling cooperates with elite soldiers, the effect is one plus one is greater than two.

For the already exhausted expeditionary force, it is undoubtedly worse. The encirclement became tighter and tighter, leaving only a small space on the top of the mountain.

They have been unable to retreat, using flesh and blood to build the last line of defense.

This is a line of defense about faith and glory, and has nothing to do with victory.

Looking at the huge figure below, even the determined Ye Yang Bailiu showed a desperate look.

The twelve round table warriors, the Yuling who has been famous for many years by the Marquis of Haitang, takes into account the mountain-shaking power of the siege Yuling and the swiftness and bravery of the battle Yuling, and the combat power is extremely powerful.

There is also a huge gap between Yuling and Yuling. Although Wei Haitang is only at the lord level, his twelve round table warriors are better than most high lord levels. This is the main reason why he can become the lord of the silver claw. one.

The level only determines the total amount of psionic energy, but not the quality. And high-quality Yuling also needs certain fate.

Wei Haitang was undoubtedly lucky. Just as he was promoted to the lord level, he met the 12-round table warrior with a high degree of fit, and he made great achievements for him, and eventually defeated all heirs and ascended to the throne.

"Prince Yeyang, Priest Yeyang!" Outside the mine, the fire squeezed in front of Yeyang Bailiu and said to her, "You take your sisters first, and my brothers and I will make a way for you!"

At this time, his face was full of wounds, dust and blood were glued together, and he couldn't see the original appearance. Ye Yang Bailiu looked at it for several times before recognizing who it was.

"Head of Huozui, who do you think of me?" Ye Yang Bailiu asked with a cold face. She was exuding fine cold sweat on her forehead, and she was at the end of the violent crossbow, and she couldn't even use the most basic primary treatment technique.

"Mr. Ye Yang, don't get me wrong, I'm not questioning your personality." Huozui explained, "The current situation is definitely not able to be held. You can live one by one."

"Why me?" Ye Yang Bailiu looked into the mine, "There is my man inside, and I should stay the most."

"No, you should go the most!" Huozui's eyes widened, "You are a great therapist, and your life is more valuable than ours!"

"Your words are not convincing." Ye Yang Bailiu waved his hand vigorously, "Well, head of Huozui, please return to your post."

"No, you must go!" Huozui said loudly.

"Are you forcing me?" Ye Yang Bailiu's face was cold, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a lot.

Seeing that I couldn't tell the other party, my anger became anxious, "If something happens to you, wait until you get down, how would you tell us to explain to Brother Chen?"

"You're here to help us. It's up to you to leave because of your feelings and reasons."

"Even if you don't do it for yourself, you have to think about the sisters below!"

Under Huozui's painstaking persuasion, Ye Yang Bailiu finally showed a trace of hesitation. She is a reasonable person, at least most of the time, she will weigh the pros and cons and make a decision to maximize the benefits.

Sisters of Steel, not her organization alone.

"Hurry up, or it's too late!" Huo Tsui urged, two huge figures approaching here in the corner of his eyes. Behind them were a large number of soldiers and mechas, and the time left for them was running out.

Ye Yang Bailiu looked back at the mine, with a trace of nostalgia hidden in his eyes, then gritted his teeth, picked up the spear, and said loudly, "Sisters, prepare to break through with me!"

Huozui also yelled, "Brothers, get ready to open the way!"

This is the final glory of the expeditionary army, a way out for the friends who came to help among the enemy troops all over the mountains and plains.

They are not the only ones who have dreams.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The ground quaked slightly and the gravel bounced. The heavy footsteps of the round table warrior echoed between the rocks, and the roar of evil beasts was heard from time to time in his ears, violent and deafening.

The overall situation has been settled, but the anxiety has calmed down. Everyone holds their breath

, Waiting for the last moment to come.

"Did you hear the sound?" Suddenly, a soldier asked his companion next to him, as if worried that the other party would not understand him, he pointed to the mountain under his feet, "Inside the mine."

The soldier who was asked frowned and listened carefully.

"Rumble..."

"Rumble..."

There was a roar from the inside of the mine, which was small at first, but grew bigger and bigger as time went by.

"Rumble..."

"Rumble..."

The sound was dull and thunderous, making people vibrate with their internal organs.

More and more soldiers heard the roar and showed doubts. There seems to be something coming out of it.

Part of the enemy army heard it too, and subconsciously stopped and looked around, looking for the source of the sound.

"Rumble..."

"Rumble..."

The sound became louder and louder, and finally turned into a loud noise.

"boom!"

The mountain splits and the debris erupts. A breath of awe-inspiring swept across the world.

In the sky full of smoke and dust, the burning warship slowly sailed out of the mountain.

Majestic and vast, unstoppable.

Everyone on the scene opened their eyes wide. This is perhaps the most shocking scene they have ever seen in their past lives.

Ye Yang Bailiu's pair of apricot eyes stared no smaller than others, even in Aaliyah, she did not feel such a majestic aura.

The burning warship drove out of the mountain, the whistle sounded, and several steams rushed into the sky, and the huge hull slowly tilted and crashed down the hillside.

"Lanster!"

The Marquis of Haitang pointed at the Burning Warship viciously. The footsteps of one of the round table warriors suddenly speeded up, the heavy iron boots stepped on the mountain, the rubble fell apart, his hands lifted the giant axe, and he smashed into the warship with all his strength.

"boom!"

At the moment of touching, the surface of the round table warrior's heavy armor, fine cracks spread like a spider web, spreading all over the body. In the next second, the entire round table warrior shattered, and countless fragments and mechanical parts spilled down the mountain, dense as rain.

A moment of heaven, a moment of hell.

The arrogant and confident expression of Marquis Haitang still stayed on his face, and his eyes were already showing incredible expressions.

Lanster, who had made great achievements in the battle, was smashed into pieces like tofu at this moment. How did this make him believe!

"Addis, Jardel!"

He gritted his teeth and dispatched two round table warriors, attacking one by one.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Parts are scattered all over the sky.

The two round table warriors couldn't stop it.

"The Great, stop him!"

A round table warrior with a round body and a barrel like a barrel greeted him, opened his arms, and grabbed the warship.

It is the largest of all the round table warriors, sincere and heavy, like a mountain.

"boom!"

The bow broke through the high bulging abdomen, and Wei Ran moved forward and directly hit the opposite side.

The Marquis of Haitang was stunned for a few seconds, completely plunged into madness, screaming and sending out all the round table warriors.

However, there was only one result, that is, the entire army was wiped out!

The burning warship was unstoppable, and successively smashed the remaining eight round-table warriors. The Marquis Haitang's face was like ashes, and his whole body was limp on the ground.

The twelve round table warriors, who had been invincible and invincible, were like paper and mud in front of the warship, and they were crushed when touched.

The expeditionary army on the top of the mountain burst into great cheers. Seeing the warriors of the Round Table who killed their countless companions, they were crushed and destroyed one by one, and the excitement in their hearts was beyond words.

"Woo..."

The whistle of the ship rang, and the air column rushed into the sky. The burning warship slowly turned its bow and rushed towards the crimson behemoth raging on the battlefield.

"Kill it!"

Qin Wu roared, the gluttony monarch uttered a sky-shaking roar, his four claws pulled the ground, and rushed toward the warship.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes kept motionless, watching the coming war of the century.

But at this moment, the style of painting changed suddenly!

The gluttony monarch who rushed halfway suddenly braked, turned his head and ran, as if seeing something terrible, running on all fours, faster than rushing past.

Qin Wu was completely stupid, like a fossil, he couldn't think that the king of the undercurrent would have one day to escape.

But I don't know that the gluttonous monarch relies on instinct.

It felt the power of the rules on the battleship, and nothing in the world could stop him from moving forward. There is only one dead end in head-to-head, so it ran away.

A tall and tall figure appeared on the top of the mountain. He waved his big hand and issued a sonorous command.

"Expeditionary army, all charge!"

A huge space crack slowly opened behind him, and a green ocean rushed out.

"Hala!"

The goblin army was overwhelming, rushing like a tide, pouring down the mountain.

The sky was obscured by wooden warplanes and big bats, and the land was covered by a green ocean.

The morale of the expeditionary army was high, with a sky-shaking roar, and rushed to the terrified enemy with the goblin army.

In the clouds dozens of kilometers away, inside the luxuriously decorated floating boat, Lacey's lips were white, her silver teeth clenched, and she looked strangely at the blowout green spots on the tactical map.

The red light spots surrounding the mine were crazily eaten away, submerged, and collapsed and died out at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"The four-nation coalition, the whole army is defeated!"

"The Second Silver Claw Army, the whole army is defeated!"

"Silver Claw First Army, the whole army is defeated!"

"Cai Xiongtian, the supreme commander of the Second Silver Claw Army, died in action!"

"The third prince of Silver Claw Wei Qinghai was captured!"

...

Seeing the victory report on the screen like a waterfall, Lacey Jiaomei's eyes gradually lost their lustre and became empty and gray. The power seemed to be pulled away in an instant, the body was swaying, the feet were soft, and the **** was lying on the chair...