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Chapter 396, Start Action! (2/3)

After cheering up again, the group did not stay in the cave for long.

Diyul must still be looking for them, because the undead don't eat or drink, so it's not safe here.

A group of people supported each other and continued to climb the snow-capped mountains as planned, but now they took a different route, focusing on cliffs that even hunters were unwilling to climb.

Because only in this way can they avoid Diyul's trap.

The undead also have two hands and two feet. They have to climb the steep cliff carefully. It is not easy for the undead to cross, so they can better escape from the pursuers.

Hard work paid off. Two weeks after the avalanche, the group finally successfully climbed over the snow-capped mountains and reached the cliff behind a steel building built next to the mountain.

At this moment, Sabo's lips were chapped and his eyes were sunken. He was short of supplies during this period. He was thirsty for melting snow and hungry, chewing tree roots. Sometimes he couldn't even find game roots. He also had to tighten his nerves at all times to guard against enemy sneak attacks. This was very difficult for all of them.

It's a torture to say the least.

The number of companions has been reduced to five.

Some people didn't get through it and fell asleep and never woke up.

Some accidentally fell into the abyss, leaving no trace of their bodies.

Another one had his leg knocked off by a stone. In order not to burden everyone else, he chose to end his life.

But fortunately, this has finally passed!

Not tracked by the undead.

It was not discovered by the navy.

They bypassed the snow-capped mountains and arrived at the designated location.

Looking at the dark building standing in the wind and snow in front of him, Sabo said in a hoarse voice: "There is a raised stone wall over there. Go over there and take a rest. We will take action when it gets dark."

Kerra and the others nodded feebly, pulled the rag bags of the wrapped food, and slowly moved in the direction Sabo pointed.

Suddenly, Sabo suddenly turned around and stared at a patch of snow.

"Who's there?!"

Everyone tensed up and raised their weapons one after another, aiming in that direction.

But there was no movement.

Sabo frowned, walked over cautiously, and then struck out with a claw at lightning speed.

Poof!

The sharp claws trained to crush unfair power were now used to dig the earth. The snow made a crisp tearing sound. Sabo dug in with one hand, then retracted his hand after a moment, grinning.

"There is meat to eat tonight!"

Everyone took a closer look and saw in his hands a rabbit that was lifted up in the air by its ears and was trembling and huddled together in fear.jpg.

Rabbits are so cute, why should we eat them?

Even the only female Kerla didn't say this.

Instead, he swallowed in frustration.

After they left, a few meters away from the big pit dug by Sabo, the snow suddenly loosened, and a rotten skull with only a strand of skin attached to the bones poked out.

"It's really unlucky, that's the cooking ingredient I've been raising for half a year!"

"Do you want to take away even the remaining hobby of cooking?"

The undead stared at the direction they left with resentment, then closed their eyes and began to dial Diyul's "number" in his mind.

Generally, the undead do not have enough vitality to support themselves as nodes. They cannot have the attributes of phone bugs like the employees of Baroque News Agency. At most, they can only use the soul network for brief communication, and they also need the support of the soul network.

The Future Kingdom is outside the coverage of the Soul Network, so they don't contact each other at all on weekdays. If they want to contact them, they can only go down the mountain and leave messages at the agreed place, and someone will pick them up regularly.

Fortunately, so much time has passed, and with Lovett's order, tens of thousands of undead troops gathered in the future kingdom, among which of course there are "nodes" that can serve as support for the soul network.

At the port of a small town, Duer was ordered to monitor all comings and goings when he received the signal. He was stunned for a moment before he remembered that this was one of his subordinates whom he had thrown into the surveillance laboratory half a year ago.

There are dozens of such subordinates, all exposed to the sun and rain on the snow-capped mountains.

"The revolutionary army has appeared?"

"Yes, Lord Diyul."

The undead said: "It seems that they climbed up directly from behind the cliff and missed the search team."

"Humph, cunning revolutionary army!"

Diyul finally determined why his men had not found each other for so many days. In fact, he had already suspected this, but helplessly, those roads were just like what the revolutionary army had planned. They were not easy to climb. Even if they knew it, they would not be able to follow it.

Go up.

It was clear that a group of living people who needed to eat, drink, and defecate were able to throw away these dead people. From this point of view, Diul admired them very much.

Fortunately, he knew one thing better.

No matter where they hide, they will eventually go to the giant laboratory.

In the first few days after landing, the opponent had already circled around the machine island. Since they couldn't find it, they certainly wouldn't let go of the important research base left by Vegapunk.

so……

"No matter how cunning the fox is, he can't escape from the hunter's grasp."

"Sir, what should we do?"

The undead asked: "Do you want to take action?"

"No, leave it alone for now."

Duer's body exuded a chilling malice, and he said: "The master suspects that they have some definite information, which may lead us to find Hades, so we cannot alert the enemy."

"Inform the surrounding soldiers to be on guard. Since they think they have escaped tracking, let them continue to think so... After they succeed, it will be our time to take action!"

"Yes, I understand!"

Soon, without Sabo and others noticing, the bodies of the victims on the snowy mountain climbed up from their hiding places one by one, and moved bit by bit along the mountain towards the laboratory.

At the door, a navy man on duty suddenly raised his head and looked at the snowy mountains shrouded in wind and snow in the distance.

"Huh? Why did the snow fall there?"

"What fell?"

The companion asked with a confused look on his face.

"It's the snow on that rock. Look, even the rock formations are exposed now."

Facing this unchangeable scene all year round, the navy man became bored and began to memorize the surrounding scenes in his mind to pass the time.

Looking in the direction he pointed and taking off his goggles, his companion only saw a small black dot.

If it weren't for the contrast between the gray rocks and the surrounding white snow, he wouldn't have been able to see where he was pointing.

Then she looked at him with a speechless expression: "What's so strange about this? It's just a pile of snow... But after the words came back, did you really memorize all these things?"

He pointed around: "Where are these snowfields undulating?"

"if not?"

The man frowned, but didn't think much more, and began to complain: "Not only do pirates not come to this place, but there are not even any bandits. If I don't find something to do, I'm afraid I will go crazy."

The companion's face was heavy: "No, if you can do such a boring thing, I think you are crazy!"

The soldier: "..."

As the night slowly fell, it was time for dinner. The two soldiers rubbed their hands and greeted their colleagues who were changing shifts, and hurriedly ran indoors, ignoring the small accident on the snow-capped mountains.

At this moment, standing under the raised stone wall, Sabo buried the bonfire with snow, looked at the sky outside, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Set off!"

Hearing this, Kerla and the others nodded seriously, packed lightly, and began to slide down the mountain bit by bit.

Sneaking into the enemy's base camp to spy on intelligence is something the revolutionary army has done a lot.

If it weren't for the Black Earl's men who interfered, they would not have paid much attention to the naval guards on the island who had already taken them lightly.

………………

The third update will be a moment later. I came back early today, so I think I can go to bed on time.


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