Dear, have you subscribed before? The anti-theft rate is 70%, 24 hours a day. There are a total of 100,000 troops stationed on the fortifications at the junction of District 12 and District 11. They are evenly distributed in the major defense levels along the line. These troops are not

They are responsible for going to the battlefield and are not affiliated with any federal army. Their mission is to isolate the prisoners and fallen species in District 12 and become an indestructible shield.

The largest checkpoint along the line is called the Guard Fortress, which covers a large area. Although it is called a fortress, its appearance is no different from a government building. Each floor of the building has functional divisions. In addition to temporary prisons and soldier dormitories, there is also a system control room.

Commander's residence, etc.

The fourth to fifth floors above ground were the training ground for soldiers. As night fell, lively sounds came from the windows.

A row of spotlights aimed their light at the huge gladiatorial platform in the center. Several layers of densely packed soldiers surrounded the platform, letting out fierce cheers and shouts as their bodies collided.

"Get up! Get up! Get up!"

"Commander is awesome!"

There were only two people on the stage. Joyce took off his heavy military uniform and was only wearing a black sports vest, which was soaked with sweat and stretched tight on his body, revealing the entire feather-shaped tattoo from his shoulders to his arms. His

Her hair seemed to be burning under the light, and her whole body exuded heat, like a moving little sun.

Joyce pointed his gloved finger at the man opposite him, tilted his head and said provocatively: "Leo, get up! Are you going to admit defeat?"

The person opposite him was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the railing with one hand and panting. A wound on his forehead made his eyes half-squinted, and sweat dripped with blood.

Seeing that he didn't move, Joyce said disdainfully: "Don't you have lion genes? How can the king of beasts be so weak?"

Hearing what he said, Leo was already taking in less air and outgoing more air, but he still managed to stand up. He only took a staggering step forward, then fell to the ground with a "bang" and died.

He closed his eyes and remained motionless.

When Joyce saw this and waved, a military doctor immediately came up to the stage and half dragged and half dragged the person away.

Adjutant Romon stepped forward and handed over a dark military uniform jacket. Joyce casually draped it on his shoulders and lazily walked off the duel platform. Many soldiers on both sides gave way to him, some showing admiration, and some showing admiration.

Appearing to be afraid.

Joyce walked through the crowd without squinting. There was a small bird-shaped logo on the collar of his military uniform. If you didn't look carefully, you would have thought it was a lapel pin. But if you look a little closer, you can find that he is not the only one who is present.

All the soldiers have various symbols on their clothes: some are birds, some are animal claws, some are fish tails, and some are insects and wasps.

It distinguished the genetic types among soldiers in the most intuitive way. Just like sometimes in the same legion, different factions may appear. After he left, the soldiers with birds on their clothes were obviously more proud.

Countless spotlights were installed on the outside of the fortress, illuminating the dark night one mile outside the defense line extremely brightly. Joyce took a shower in the bathroom, with half-wet hair, and stood in front of the huge glass window looking outside. All he could see was the night sky.

The ground is covered with weeds, with only the high-voltage power grid flashing red lights from time to time.

Next to him, Romon stepped forward: "Commander, the Duncan family has sent a message, asking you to go back to my family in two days."

Joyce didn't even blink: "It must be another purifier lady who is going to hold a ceremony to select a betrothed."

Luo Meng paused and added: "Yes, it is Miss Caroline Valen, an intermediate purifier. She is known as the flaming red rose."

Joyce ignored him, turned around and left: "If you can't choose, you can just make up for it. How many families in the imperial capital do you think are watching her? There are only a few purifiers of the right age, and thousands of people are vying for the position of the betrothed. We

This generation of the Duncan family only has two daughters born from side branches, neither of whom has the talent to be a purifier, and has long since fallen out of the second district."

Luo Meng comforted him: "The commander is very good and is not inferior to others."

Joyce strode into the system control room: "Are you mocking me? Rather than being a model and being picked around by women, I would rather guard these felons here."

Luo Meng expressed his helplessness.

In the central control room, a huge electronic screen displayed the locations and basic information of the five prisons, with little red lights flashing on the circular contour lines.

Joyce glanced: "What about the death toll?"

A soldier controlled the optical brain, and various numbers immediately appeared on the screen.

Joyce looked at it for a while, and suddenly his eyes became solemn: "The death tolls in the four prisons a1, a2, a4, and a5 all exceeded 5,000, and only..."

He pointed his fingertips on the block marked a3 and mocked: "It seems that a great person came out of Prison No. 3 and actually calmed down the turmoil."

Adjutant Luo Meng quickly flipped through the information on important prisoners. He didn't know who he saw, and his eyes were slightly surprised: "Commander, that... member of the Red Sun Legion is also in A3."

Joyce's originally indifferent expression immediately turned to disgust: "Pei Ji? Is that leopard not dead yet?"

He took a step forward and stood in front of the electronic screen: "Retrieve the surveillance camera closest to A3 immediately, hurry up!"

"yes!"

The felons in District 12 are all stamped with barcodes indicating their exile numbers behind their ears. This is also a high-tech method used by the federal government. If a prisoner approaches the border line, the police will be called immediately. At the same time, if the prisoner dies, information and statistical data will be automatically uploaded.

It's not that they don't use other methods, it's that these people are not good people.

The soldier's head was covered with sweat: "The cameras near A3 were almost destroyed after they found them. This is the last one."

The picture was not very clear. It could be seen that it was hidden between the cracks in the rocks, and the angle was not good. Half of the square inside the wall could be seen. Joyce squinted and looked at the men coming and going in the picture.

Under normal circumstances, this group of people should have collapsed after being told to seal the border for a month. The felons who have lost their freedom have no values ​​​​of world peace. In fact, the other four districts have perfectly explained what it means to be a trapped beast.

fight.

But what happened in a3? Some of the prisoners were pulling carts, and some were carrying goods. Some were clearly carrying sacks of grain, but they were not robbed, and they were even chatting and laughing with others?

Were they brainwashed by someone? This was Joyce's first reaction.

Then he saw an even more incredible scene.

"What are they doing?" Joyce took a step forward and walked up to the soldier, "Turn the camera closer."

As the picture gradually became clearer, he felt even more confused: "A group of serious criminals are actually building a wall. Are they planning to turn A3 into a fortress in the desert?"

He laughed, and his own voice was the only voice in the control room.

A soldier mustered up the courage to answer: "They probably want to defend themselves against the fallen species in the desert?"

Joyce's hair and eyebrows seemed to be on fire: "How can a fallen species take the initiative to attack? Is your brain broken too?" After being sprayed with spittle, the soldier did not dare to speak.

Thinking of a certain person named Pei, Joyce looked very unhappy. He curled his lips and said, "Do these people think of themselves as knights protecting the princess? For those who don't know, they really think that a noble purifier lady has appeared in the desert."

Woolen cloth."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man's face suddenly appeared in the camera screen. Everyone in the central control room was stunned, and the other party had obviously discovered the camera. Then everyone saw the man in the screen reaching out and smashing it down. Two seconds later, the camera

Turn into a snowflake.

Joyce finally reacted and yelled angrily: "Pei Ji!!!"

"What's wrong with you?" Duan Moyan asked.

Pei Ji retracted his fist, glanced at the monitor that had become a mess, and jumped off the wall easily, with a little smile on his face: "It's nothing, I saw a flying bird."

"Are there any birds in this damn place?" Duan Moyan asked curiously.

Murphy, who had woken up beside him, was extremely cheerful and cheerful: "Mo Yan, do you like birds? When we leave here, I will take you to the Zulfa Grand Canyon in District 10. There are nearly two hundred species there.

There are birds of all colors. I can run faster now than before, so I can catch whatever you like."

Duan Moyan looked at his bright eyes and smiled: "Okay."

Louis, who was following behind, was so jealous that he almost bit his handkerchief.

Damn it, Murphy, you are shameless! Are you still a dog?! You are ruining the reputation of our canines!

If it were me, I could wag my tail too!

With the concerted efforts of everyone, a3's various facilities are gradually returning to order, and the post-modern high-tech society has initially revealed its true face.

Duan Moyan walked along the clean road towards the largest trading hall. On both sides, there were people sweating and doing some work. When she passed by, they would stop and look at it from a distance.

After this short period of observation, Duan Moyan discovered that these people are not hard-core people who don't know how to adapt. Once they calm down, they will also help each other. From this point of view, it seems that it is easy to issue an order to block the entire territory and let everyone kill each other.

The army seems to be more ferocious.

Duan Moyan thought about the matter clearly and followed Pei Ji into the trading hall. It had been renovated and converted into a warehouse. There were grid-shaped solar lamps on the ceiling, illuminating the area below.

Rows of shops.

When they came in, someone happened to be pushing a cart out, and Duan Moyan saw a box of goods neatly stacked on it.

"The original points exchange system has collapsed. The garrison cannot recover without opening the blockade. Now we are temporarily adopting an equal distribution system." Pei Ji explained to her.

Duan Moyan nodded.

Louis took the opportunity to show his courtesy. He took a piece of fabric from a stall, shook it open and moved it over: "Miss, look at how beautiful this skirt is. You will definitely look more beautiful in it."

Duan Moyan glanced at it and deeply understood what straight male aesthetics meant.

I don’t know where they got this floral fabric from and cut it into a puff-sleeved dress. I have to say that the tailoring skills are pretty good, but can you really walk in this thing?

Duan Moyan ignored Louis' expectant eyes and turned to look at the shelves on the other side: "Teach me how to use weapons."

Pei Ji casually weighed a handful of military thorns placed on the table and asked, "What do you know?"

"Dagger, ring knife."

Green on the side shook his head: "Moyan, as long as we are here, there is no chance for you to take action."

Pei Ji didn't say anything. He picked it up, pulled out a pure black dagger and handed it to her.

"Take this, it's better than the one you had before."

Duan Moyan took it without saying a word and felt the feel. It was of moderate weight and the tentacles were sharp and cold. It looked very good.

"I'll let Green and Tours practice with you in the afternoon. If you can take three moves from them, you can try sparring with Murphy."

Murphy chimed in from the side: "It doesn't take a second, Miss, I'll lose right away."

Duan Moyan nodded and suddenly looked up at Pei Ji.

"Then when can I fight you?"

There was a moment of astonishment on Pei Ji's face, but Duan Moyan really just said casually, "You're just kidding, I'm no match for you." She smiled and continued walking forward accompanied by a few people.

In the control room guarding the fortress, Joyce replayed the last scene captured by the surveillance camera again and again.

"In addition to building walls, they are also organizing training. What do they want to do, attack the fallen species?"

Joyce said to herself, "This is crazy."

While he was still analyzing the movements of the prisoners, Adjutant Luo Meng suddenly said: "Commander, please pay attention to that person's back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Joyce discovered that there was indeed a petite and slender figure following behind the annoying Pei Ji. But his face was vaguely visible. He could only see that he was wearing a combat uniform of the same color and was surrounded by other people.

His figure blocked most of it.

Luo Meng said: "Looks like a child."

Joyce touched his chin: "How is that possible? You are overthinking it. It must be caused by a short guy with the original bloodline and malnutrition!"

Rao Le was sitting and settling accounts when suddenly there was a sound in his ears. The door to the ward was knocked open from the outside. Murphy and Green stumbled in, looking anxious: "Boss..."

Rao Le stood up and stopped them: "Hey, boys, please take it easy. I just brought Captain Pei back from the gate of hell. Don't say anything and send him away again."

When he said this, the men of the fifth team froze. Murphy's face regained some color, and he and Green looked at each other and remained silent.

Rao Le noticed something strange about them and squinted his eyes: "Why are you so anxious? It's so mysterious. Is there anything you can't say?"

There was silence in the ward for a while.

At this time, there was a sound of clothes rubbing together, and Pei Ji, who was unconscious on the bed, sat up on his own. He lifted off the white sheet, revealing his scarred body underneath.

There were multiple lacerations on the elbow and wrist. The entire left arm and shoulder were wrapped in gauze, with faint traces of blood. The upper body was unclothed, revealing a honey-colored waist with clear texture. The mermaid line disappeared into the waistband of the trousers. If it weren't for his physical constitution,

Well, ordinary people have been unable to get up for a long time.

"Boss, you're okay!"

After looking at the excited team members, Pei Ji casually pulled off the infusion tube tied to his body and stood up without changing his expression.

Rao Le on the side glanced at him: "Hey, Captain Pei, please take it easy. Do you know that your genes are already very unstable? This time you can use two shots of ATP from me, and you and my subordinates, how can you compare to them?"

If you don’t care about your life, you all won’t be crazy, right?!”

Pei Ji casually put on a leather coat and walked out: "Thank you for the rescue."
Chapter completed!