In the Soviet-Russian war zone, in the ice front safety zone, in front of the large conference table, Xiong Hanzi lowered his head extremely nervously and responded to Lin An's message furtively.
"That's right, just use the portal to come back."
"This dungeon is very short. What did you exchange for in the match? Are you sure you can advance to level four?"
After walking out of the core fortress, Lin An subconsciously looked up at the sky and asked Zhang Tie casually.
Too many things happened in just a few hours, and after coming out, it felt like a long time had passed.
After the second will disappeared, he didn't hold Chu An to question him.
Even if he really felt the impulse of the second will to overturn the chessboard right now. He could even guess that the second will might promise not to "take action" against him, or would stop accelerating the body of fear.
progress.
But only Lin An himself knows. Maybe he won't do anything after knowing the so-called truth.
mirror white shadow
The person playing chess may not be Chu An
He originally thought that he was the only one who guessed part of the secret, but now it seems that Chu An also knows it.
This means that his original conjecture may be more terrifying than imagined
frown.
Zhang Tie helplessly waved his hand to the fierce blond girl behind him to stop massaging, sighing in his heart.
He had just arrived in Soviet Russia not long ago, and he had yet to see the legendary Ocean Horse.
It's okay now. It's only been a few hours and Captain Lin is about to call him back.
It’s bitter. Why is my old life so bitter?
Looking at the high-level officials from all parties who looked at him with reverence, Zhang Tie almost cried in sadness.
Although his treatment in Long'an is not low, how can he compare with Soviet Russia!
who is he!
Wren!
The amazing Rennes!
He just showed a little bit that he wanted to experience "art", and the entire Soviet Russian high-level officials went crazy and directly transferred to the Royal Theater. The blond girls with big boobs who were lined up in a legion almost made his eyes go straight.
Those legs and breasts are white and big.
He even had no doubt that he could experience what heaven on earth meant. If he was in a bad mood, it would be no problem for the Soviet Union to light a nuclear bomb as a firework.
Absolute power! Absolute control!
This is how Ren’s identity is reflected in Soviet Russia!
"Okay Captain Lin"
"Is it okay for an hour?"
"Just one hour, please."
In the conference room, a large number of Soviet and Russian senior officials looked nervously at Mr. Lane, who suddenly seemed to be feeling a little wrong. For a moment, everyone couldn't help but feel insecure, and frantically recalled whether they had done something wrong.
Although they did not get the first place in this competition, the second place has guaranteed that there will be no crisis.
Not only that, the large amount of points brought back is simply not that exciting.
And senior executives with ideas are setting their sights on Northern Europe.
Now in the whole of Europe, they are invincible! I believe that as long as Mr. Renn has some ideas, it will only be a matter of time before the iron cavalry conquers Europe!
Although after the end of the world, the country has little significance
But, which Soviet Russian can resist the temptation to repeat their peak!
Therefore, after returning from the competition, Rennes' reputation in the Soviet-Russian theater was almost as good as that of "gods"!
"Twenty minutes, if you exceed this time, don't come back."
"Time is precious. We can't be sure when the alien species will launch an attack."
On the other end of the communication, Lin An nodded slightly and greeted the staff outside the fortress. It was already late at night, but the inner city was still brightly lit.
Twenty minutes!?
His eyes were wide open.
At the Soviet-Russian meeting, Zhang Tie suddenly stood up with a loud noise. If the disguise had not been there, the senior Soviet and Russian officials would have been shocked if they had seen his expression.
Too cruel
Team Lin is so cruel!
What can he do in twenty minutes!? He doesn’t even have enough time to discuss feelings with Soviet artists!
Devastated.
After watching Lin An hang up the communication, Zhang Tie sadly wiped away his tears. The next second, he raised his head, like a black bear breaking into the widow's village, and spoke loudly and impatiently:
"quick!"
"I want to guide Soviet Russia."
Before he finished speaking, the next second, Lin An, who had originally hung up the communication, suddenly sent a message.
"Oh, by the way, let's take a look at the rescued children."
"Bring some gifts."
"If we lose this time, it may be the last time we meet."
His expression froze.
Zhang Tie stared blankly at the instructions from Lin An. In an instant, the interest he originally raised was like a deflated balloon.
Team Lin is working hard on the alien thing and he just wants to play
Those kids?
For some reason, the little girl suddenly appeared in front of him, Sophia lying on the ground, covered in dirt.
"This is the damn apocalypse"
Zhang Tie sighed dejectedly and waved his hand to the Soviet and Russian senior officials who had stood up to sit down.
He looked complicated and smiled bitterly in his heart.
The excitement I felt when I returned to the Soviet-Russian war zone disappeared at this moment.
The end never ends
In an instant, Lin An was clearly in a bad mood, but at this moment, he suddenly understood why Captain Lin refused to rest for a moment.
A sigh.
Zhang Tie clicked on the reputation panel in silence, thought for a while, and exchanged a few tubes of potions.
"Get ready, I want to go to where those children are."
Zhang Tie spoke softly and gave instructions to senior Soviet officials.
At this moment, he seemed to really be Ren.
Hearing this, the Soviet top brass couldn't help but trembled in their hearts when they heard Ren's request.
"You mean, those children?"
"Okay, let's get ready now!"
"Don't worry, they are doing well. We have rescued many such children recently."
"Sofia, she is their child king now."
Huaxia Theater, Tianjin Military Region.
In the solemn command room, every military executive stared at the simple transistor map in front of them.
The slightly trembling hands seemed to be shaking uncontrollably.
"Still can't be contacted?"
"Capital, what happened!?"
His face was pale.
As a war zone around Beijing, they have been supporting the capital since the outbreak of the apocalypse.
Although the tide of corpses hindered their communication with the military in the capital, they could only communicate through the system, but the connection was never broken.
As the core of China, the Capital Military Region is like the backbone of all major military regions and has always been one of the beliefs that support them.
But just a few hours ago, communications went down
\"Commander! There is no way to contact the capital!"
"We have tried, but we can't do it no matter what we do!"
"The troops sent out are still stuck on the outside. There are too many zombies there! And according to the frontline news, a large number of mutants are moving towards the capital!"
The words were not spoken yet.
A vibration that seemed to come from a very far distance suddenly shook everyone's figures slightly.
Outside the military camp, the soldiers on guard looked at the sun rising in the dark night in horror.
I saw a dazzling orange-red light group suddenly exploded in the very distant sky.