Quadruple split

Game time AM07:53

Two minutes left until the start of the second phase of Project Requiem.

"It's time for us to set off, Your Highness the Saint."

Snowmane Strong Hooves, who is also a high-level paladin of the Justice Sect, bowed slightly to Yu Chen, and at the same time put a little more force on his feet, crushing the fire tongs until he screamed, but the mammoth female knight's delicate face was calm. Incomparably, it was as if he was not aware of the existence of his colleague at all.

"I understand, Sister Snowmane."

Yu Chen smiled, then turned back angrily and glared at Mo Tan: "Why are you here?"

The latter scratched his hair and smiled guiltily: "Because I can't leave the command tent until the beginning of the third phase, so I took advantage of the break to visit a few enemy areas to check the progress."

"Well, thank you for your hard work. I thought...ah, it's okay!"

Yu Chen breathed a sigh of relief with no meaning, then stuck out his tongue, leaned next to Mo Tan and whispered at a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Then when did you get here?"

Mo Tan tilted his head and thought for a while, then looked at the other party with some hesitation: "Mr. Shi Chui asked me if I am as good as his nephew?"

"Kick you!"

"Ouch! Did you secretly put a bumper on the toe of your shoe?"

Glancing at Mo Tan who was holding his legs and jumping on the spot, Yu Chen retracted his little feet that were not exerting much force and hummed softly: "Then I'm leaving."

Mo Tan immediately suppressed a vivid look of pain, nodded and said in a deep voice: "Pay attention to safety."

"Isn't my safety in your hands?"

Yuchen chuckled, shrugged and said, "So there's no need to worry about this at all~"

Mo Tan rolled his eyes and curled his lips and said, "Before, you were worried that I would be under a lot of pressure, but now you are starting to put more pressure on me?"

The girl made a face at him, then turned around and walked to the high-level paladin named Snowmane, nodded and said: "Let's get ready to go, and...well, is it really true that Mr. Stepping on the poker like this is Doesn’t it matter?”

Bang bang bang! !

"Please rest assured, Your Highness the Saint, it's completely okay."

Xue Zong smiled gently at Yu Chen and continued to stamp the fire tongs under his feet, saying in a deep voice: "Anyway, this guy must have said a lot of disturbing things, such as promoting his eldest nephew, mocking brothers and sisters of other sects, etc. Yes, you won’t remember it long without a little lesson.”

Yuchen pursed his lips, then lowered his head and glanced at the fire tongs with size 86 shoe prints all over his body. Then he looked away with great reluctance and said to Xuezong in a serious voice, "Oh."

Bang bang bang! ! !

"I'm sorry, please let me carry you up. You don't have to be afraid. Windsor is a good boy."

Snowmane gently hugged Yuchen up to the giant beast named 'Windsor', which looked like an armored rhinoceros, and continued to step on the tongs hard. The latter had completely shrunk into a ball at this moment, obviously giving up. Resisted.

A minute later, including Yuchen who was protected by Snowmane like a rag doll and riding an armored rhinoceros (actually it was a herbivorous monster called a Golu beast), in the second stage, except for Motanzhi The core personnel outside, namely the Princess Guards and the Princess, were all ready to go. Except for the fire tongs, which was covered with footprints and was lying on the back of a gray goat, groaning, they were in good spirits.

"So……"

As the commander-in-chief of the joint forces and the architect of the Requiem Plan, Mo Tan, who happened to appear here, waved to everyone and said goodbye to those who were about to leave to perform the mission: "We will see you soon."

Xuemane, who was the temporary team leader, smiled slightly: "See you soon, Mr. Hei Fan."

Then he suddenly pulled Grumon's reins and took the lead in whizzing away to the south, followed closely by other members of the Princess Guard riding various mounts.

At the same time, a piece of news popped out in the middle of Mo Tan's field of vision.

‘Don’t forget that I am a player. If something unexpected happens, the plan and everyone’s safety must be the priority. Never make any impulsive judgments! Do you understand? (ω)! ’

‘I know, I know, if necessary, I will definitely sacrifice you without hesitation. Are you satisfied? ’

Mo Tan casually replied to Yu Chen's message, then scratched his cheek inexplicably, and muttered softly with a stern expression: "You've already said it before, why do you have to remind me again, and in such a tough tone? ."

He rolled his eyes, turned around and ran quickly towards the direction of the command account...

"Or, she has already seen it, even in the game, I...well! What are you thinking about me!"

…

Game time AM07:59

Hodir Mountain Road, joint forces station, command account

"Go and take a rest and adjust yourself to your best condition."

Mo Tan, who walked into the tent, glanced at Yu Ying and chuckled: "You won't have much work in the next time."

The female assassin squatting in the corner of the tent snorted and curled her lips and said: "As long as I can stop looking at the friends column, it's already a very good sleep for me... Hey! What happened to your face? Did Wang Yu slap you? "

"You think too much."

Mo Tan, who had not expected that the palm prints in the game could be preserved for such a long time, shook his head casually, walked to the map and said casually: "I just wanted to wake myself up and refresh myself."

"Slap yourself to cheer up?"

"Isn't it okay?"

"Okay, okay, I don't have any problem with you refreshing yourself in the palace."

"..."

At this moment, the system time jumped to AM08:00 sharp.

"Yu Ying, let me confirm for the last time that nothing unplanned has happened since the end of the first phase until now, right?"

Mo Tan stopped talking nonsense to the other party, but confirmed with extreme seriousness to the female assassin girl who had been in charge of intelligence processing until now.

"Yes."

"Very good, you can rest now. Unless there are unexpected changes in the Twin Cities, don't disturb me. If you have to say something, just tell me in the form of a friend message."

Mo Tan slowly sat on the chair, pulled the long table in front of him in front of him, and stared at the map in front of him with a solemn expression: "In the next period of time, I must maintain absolute concentration."

'receive. ’

Yu Ying quickly answered through a friend message.

The next second——

'For those of you who are affiliated with Hawkeye Teams 1 to 9, the Surveillance Team of Special Observation Areas S0 to S23, and Emergency Braking Teams 3 to 5, from now on, I will be your only contact and person in charge. Now I declare, Requiem The second phase of the plan has officially begun. ’

Mo Tan fixed two rows of dialog boxes that had been called up in advance on both sides of his field of vision, and at the same time sent a message to all players belonging to the corresponding teams and Yu Chen: 'I am Hei Fan, and I will give you immediate command from now on. ’

'receive! ’

Dozens of identical messages flashed before Mo Tan's eyes almost simultaneously, causing him to subconsciously reveal a faint smile.

'After five minutes, except for emergency braking teams 3, 4, and 5, the rest of the personnel must convey to me the situation of mutants in the current area of ​​responsibility every thirty seconds. The specific coverage was received in advance yesterday, here I won’t go into details first. In addition, if I don’t reply to the message, it means everything is business as usual. Please be sure to continue reporting according to the original plan. If there are any adjustments that need to be made, I will notify you as soon as possible. ’

'receive! ’

…

Game time AM08:18

In the southern border of Misha County, 50 meters west of the unnamed lagoon marked as the S7 special observation area

"Varcyon, tell me the location of those mutants!"

The red-bearded old man whose game ID is "One Internet Love" raised his neck and roared, and shouted angrily to a lizard man ranger who hung himself on a tree: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Valcyon shook his stiff neck and replied feebly at the same volume: "Same as twenty seconds ago, wandering by the lake without any movement."

"Keep your voice down! What if we attract those resurrected corpses?"

The old man blew his beard and roared, his voice seemed to be a few decibels higher than before.

The dwarf boy next to him tugged on the old man's cloak and said with a wry smile: "Grandpa Ivar, we are covered in death dust now, so we shouldn't be discovered..."

"You little kid knows nothing!"

The old man glared at him menacingly, his voice getting louder and louder: "Do you know if you are going to sail with caution? So those of you born in the 20s have no idea how the older generation fought. Damn it, Valcyon! Tell me the location of those mutants!!"

"I'm wandering by the lake, there's no movement..."

The lizard man's exhausted voice came from the treetops.

The old man nodded, then opened the message bar a little awkwardly, edited the message first, and then sent it out exactly thirty seconds after the last report.

‘Everything is normal in the S7 special observation area, enemy soldiers are still wandering around the lake, OVER. ’

"Well, Patsy, do you know what the 20s generation is?"

The dwarf boy pulled the elf boy next to him and asked quietly: "Why can't I understand what Grandpa Ivar said?"

"Stop talking about you."

The latter laughed dryly, spread his hands and said, "I'm at least a hundred years older than him, and I can't even understand him."

…

Game time AM08:18

In the southern border of Misha County, the ruins of a small town marked as the S11 special observation area

Covered with a thin layer of dead dust, the 'ash fertilizer will turn black when it evaporates' quietly patted the middle-aged mage lying on his left, and whispered: "Brother, please give me another farsighted spell."

The latter nodded silently, recited two mantras in an imperceptible voice, then stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on his forehead, which would turn black due to the evaporation of the gray fertilizer, causing the other person's somewhat darkened eyes to close up. A faint glow.

"Huh, we moved a short distance to the entrance of the village. Are there rabbits over there or something..."

The gray fertilizer will turn black when it evaporates. He raised his head cautiously, took a quick look outside through half a low wall, smacked his lips and said, "Tsk, tsk, those things are less than fifteen meters away from us now. There are more than 300 of them." Oh my god, it’s so exciting.”

Then he lay down again, opened the friend bar, quickly edited a message and sent it.

‘The mutants in Area S11 are still moving slowly towards the entrance of the village, but they don’t look like they have discovered prey, and there is no sign of activation of their bloodthirsty instincts, above. ’

one second later

‘Remember to keep a safe distance. ’

A message flashed before his eyes.

"Wow, boss, let me be safe!"

Hui Huihei's eyes widened in surprise, and he whispered excitedly: "Boss is so handsome! I'm so handsome!"

…

Game time AM08:18

In the southern border of Misha County, the tree-lined path marked ETC No. 3

Fandralei Xiaomao, who remained hidden, leaned quietly behind a crooked tree. His whole body was motionless, as still as a dead thing. Even his breathing was so subtle that it was difficult to detect.

'normal. ’

'normal. ’

'normal. ’

‘Sometimes, more than a hundred mutants on my side broke away from the main force. They seemed to have dug out a nest of mudkachu that had just died. ’

‘Copy that, keep watching. ’

Fandarlei Xiaomao replied to his companions in turn, and then watched helplessly as a large number of mutants slowly walked past less than five meters in front of him, squeezing out bursts of meaningless words from his withered vocal cords. Moaning and howling, they are moving forward blindly.

He roared seven or eight times in his heart, "I'm scared to death." Then he opened the message bar silently, edited the information gathered by his companions into a message, and sent it exactly thirty seconds after the last message. go out.

'This is Hawkeye Team 2. The six small clusters in ETC Area 3 are slowly moving northward. Five of them are visually estimated to take at least fifteen minutes to leave the hate zone, and one is briefly stranded in the middle of the forest road for 20 minutes to the west. In the open area of ​​​​meter, it is suspected that it is attracted by the residual life breath, above. ’

…

Game time AM08:18

In the southern border of Misha County, two hundred meters away from the wasteland marked as the S15 special observation area...

"Miss Xiaole."

The big orc man with a confused face was squatting on the slope boredly, scratching his butt and wondering: "Are you sure we are going to stay here like this? The surveillance area designated for us by Master Heifan should still be there." It’s quite some distance away, and we’ve been idle for a long time since the start of the operation.”

The other two women dressed as adventurers also nodded and looked at the 'herald' next to them in bewilderment, who seemed to be in a daze.

"Ah, just be on standby like this. It was said by the Great Black Fan~. You can't even believe the Great Black Fan~, right?"

Wearing an exaggerated black and white robe, with her hair tied casually behind her back, the female player "Onmyoji Gu Xiaole" nodded solemnly, and then said with a smile: "Maybe it's because we have more girls here, Heifan Da ~Human~ Lianxiang Xiyu doesn’t want to give us too heavy a task.”

The other three looked at each other...

at the same time

Everything is normal in the 'S15 special observation area. The distribution of mutants has moved slightly southward by about half a meter compared to thirty seconds ago. It is still eleven and a half meters away from the row of wooden stakes used as reference objects. According to If we move at this frequency, it will probably take a little more than ten minutes to get closer while maintaining the direction, or so. ’

Onmyoji Gu Xiaole hummed a soothing and melodious ditty and finished editing the message, then sent it directly without checking the system time.

one second later

‘In the next ten minutes, the reporting frequency can be temporarily reduced to once a minute. ’

"Wow! Thank you so much, Mr. Heifan~"

The Great Onmyoji Gu Xiaole laughed silently, glanced at the empty air in front of him, and winked playfully...

"Thank you too, Inuki and Taishang~"

Chapter 422: End