It was freezing and snowy, with thick blue ice-colored dark clouds hanging overhead.
Paul Coggin, who was responsible for directing the evacuation of survivors, stood on the roof of a military green off-road vehicle, waving his arms over and over to direct the crowd to move.
Behind him, a dense crowd of survivors were drilling into a black space door.
Survivors with large and small bags and carrying all their belongings lined up in a long queue, with fear on their faces and confusion about the future.
Half a meter above the ground, the space door suspended in mid-air seems to have torn a hole in the canvas of reality, with deep black in the center.
Crowds of people filed into it, and black portals appeared in different locations as the team moved.
With each white light, the portal is like a black hole, sucking a team of ten survivors into it.
exhausted.
The Awakeneds responsible for supplying energy to the portal sat on the roof of the car, relying on each other. Whenever one team lost power, the next team was like a precise gear, hurriedly taking over without any delay.
If you delay for one second, 10 people will be lost, and 600 people will be lost in one minute. Every living life forces them not to make any mistakes.
His breath turned into mist. As the convoy moved, Paul subconsciously looked at the dark red in the distance. His chapped hands couldn't help but grab the snow on the roof of the car and rubbed his tired face.
In the distance is the Awakened Legion responsible for intercepting the red tide.
In no time, some third-level awakeners could be seen crashing into the ground from the sky, and clusters of shining spiritual energy exploded in dark red.
The towed artillery fired intermittently, and the brass-colored shells drew an arc in the air like raindrops, and then exploded with a bang.
Everyone was trying their best to stop the chasing tide of corpses, and they used almost every method possible.
However, these zombies, who were soaked in red potion, seemed to be unable to be killed no matter what.
"Bang!!"
Steel power!
Rushing at the front of the intercepting legion, Tyer was like a leopard charging forward. His right fist was instantly filled with a thick layer of metal particles, and then he punched out his right fist as if energy was blasted out.
As the metal particles were sprayed out at high speeds under the pressure of force, the tide of corpses tens of meters in front of them seemed to have been shattered by hundreds of shotguns, and everything was cleared in the blink of an eye.
Tired and numb
I don't know how long I have been fighting.
Tyr had no time to check the results of his battle, but hurriedly rushed into the corpse group again without saying a word.
After the transaction with Lin An was completed, although the pressure in my heart was reduced a lot, the situation did not seem to be in a desperate situation.
But he knew that everything was a temporary illusion.
Their war zone has also been included in the countdown to destruction by the system.
If you guessed it correctly, in Chita Town, which is the core of the zombie tide, more than 30 third-order mutants have been born there!
They seem to be able to evacuate now and prevent the Crimson Tide from pursuing them, simply because there are no high-level mutants in the zombie tide.
"call out!"
In his confused thoughts, a sharp arrow whizzed out, grazing Tier's face.
There was not much movement on Tier's originally exhausted face, and he just subconsciously looked back at the team.
Among the three-person Awakened team, an agility-type Awakened person whose right hand was hanging like a noodle in front of his body looked at him in panic.
"My lord, I, I"
His face was pale, and the spiritual energy on the bow-wielding awakened person was dim. He endured the pain. Before he could explain, his companions beside him hurriedly explained to Tai Er in a nervous manner.
"Sir! Kosuya is too tired! The back of his hand was shattered! He didn't shoot it accidentally!"
Supporting his companion, this second-level awakener looked nervous.
The tense battle situation did not allow him to say anything more.
The turn back was short-lived. After hearing the explanation, Tyer didn't care. Unlike everyone's expectation that he would get angry and reprimand him, he just forced a smile and signaled that the team should be rotated for the time being.
He didn't pay too much attention to Kozaya's honest mistake.
After fighting until now, everyone is too tired.
While running, intercepting at the same time.
In extremely cold weather, not only do you need to consume psychic energy to release skills, but precious psychic energy also needs to supply body heat.
With no time to eat, a large number of awakened people have begun to lose their physical strength due to high-intensity consumption.
Looking at the endless tide of corpses, he sighed silently and just rushed into the corpse group again.
Punch after punch, mechanically tearing apart the tide of corpses, Tyer couldn't help but think of that figure more than once.
If Lin An were here, maybe the situation would be much better.
He remembered very clearly that Lin An had a bunch of range skills. Especially the shocking and all-killing sword storm and the strange shock wave attack.
Now that I think about it, it is really suitable for group battles.
Think about it carefully, Lin An is not only powerful as a single target, but also abnormal in groups
I really don’t know how there can be such a perfect awakened person in this world
With his thoughts in confusion, Taire shook his head, getting Lin An's shadow out of his mind.
What are you thinking about that pervert? He's a greedy blood-sucking demon.
After another group of Chita zombies cleared away a large area, Taier subconsciously calculated how many people were still there who had not teleported away.
Nearly two days have passed since Lin An's transaction. As of now, they have already escaped from the safe zone.
It is the same as the plan given by Lin An.
They chose to escape in the opposite direction, leading the group of Chita zombies to the permafrost area to the far east and west. There was no one there, and the extreme cold could only affect the zombies' mobility to a limited extent.
Teleporting while running, a large march of up to a million people was like a fleeing ant colony on the white ice field.
In addition to being unskilled when using the teleportation authority at the beginning, after wasting precious half an hour, the awakened ones in the team were already turning like gears under the layer-by-layer arrangement.
All second-level awakeners and above are sent to the rear to intercept the Chita zombies, while a small number of third-level awakeners are responsible for luring away the mutants who join the battle.
The remaining first-level awakeners are responsible for supplying teleportation energy to ensure that a large number of ordinary people are teleported back to the safe hinterland of the Soviet-Russian war zone.
It can be said that under Tyr's insistence, the awakened people kept the most dangerous things to themselves.
"Buzz--"
"The 2038th transport flight is in place! Ready to depart!"
Overhead, the engine of the "tourist transport plane" transporting survivors back and forth made a huge roar.
Standing at the front of the crowd, a second-level awakened officer kept scolding those who boarded the plane:
"Everything is lost! Don't bring anything on the plane!"
"One less weight, one more life!"
"Whoever dares to hide items privately will be shot on the spot!"
The screams were numb and mechanical. Several soldiers carried rifles on their backs and pushed the survivors who dared not speak into the transport plane over and over again.
As the second escape option, transport planes mainly transport the elderly, weak, sick and disabled.
During the escape, this group of survivors, who thought they would be abandoned, had no complaints at this time and had no choice but to silently throw all their belongings on the ground.
Wearing only thin body-hugging clothes, the not-so-large fighter plane was crowded with all kinds of survivors.
At first glance, it looks like sardines in a can.
"Load 40! Actual load 75!"
"The 2038th transport plane is ready to take off!!"
The commander shouted, and the transport plane loaded with survivors roared hard and slowly into the sky.
Looking at the brightly painted word "Long An" on the transport plane, the awakened person in charge couldn't help but have a flash of envy in his eyes, and
Sigh deeply.
"Team Lin, the Soviet-Russian war zone is ahead!"
Eleven hours later, as the sky entered late night again, Lin An calmly jumped out of the fighter plane with Mo Ling in his arms. Zhang Tie, who was still holding a bottle of beer behind him, drank it in one gulp and looked at the darkness at his feet with emotion.
Blue frozen soil layer.
This is the junction of Outer Mongolia and Soviet Russia, and the weather is not that cold yet.
As far as the eye can see, there is a flat wilderness.
After waving his hand, Lin An signaled Yuntian to return directly and looked into the distance with flashing eyes.
The air is filled with the faint smell of earth and mud.
As soon as he crossed the boundary line of the war zone, a system prompt automatically sounded:
"Hey, we have entered the Soviet-Russian war zone."
"The current danger level in the war zone: High!"
"Warning: This war zone has entered a state of destruction warning. You can accept relevant war zone tasks in any safe zone."