In the dark sky, a comet-like light rose, seeming to illuminate the world.
Two thousand soldiers formed a circle, like an indestructible wall, blocking the oncoming skeletons.
The elves are inside.
Either use bows and arrows, use magic, or directly rush into the sea of bones and fight in close quarters.
For a moment, if you look down from mid-air, you will find that the entire battle situation has obviously changed.
The tide gathered around Cheng Lin, and the bones that climbed and piled up in the city staggered away like the ebbing tide.
Only the dirty walls smeared with blood, entrails and death were left, as well as countless people crying, fainting and crying.
"Save people! Evacuate!"
The security department personnel were finally able to rush in, but what they faced was just a mess.
The local monks launched an attack from the outside. It seemed that this was the only way to vent their anger.
"boom--"
After giving the horn to Elu who came out of the spirit world to play, Cheng Lin rushed into the sea of bones, with his seventh-level combat power fully activated.
He did not use a sword, but just opened his indestructible golden body, and used his fists, which were covered with light golden light and seemed to be made of pure gold, to disintegrate one bone dead spirit after another.
"Back! Back!"
At the same time, he led the elves and soldiers, fighting and retreating, constantly pulling the undead outside the city.
However, Cheng Lin gradually discovered that the influence of the copper whistle had great limitations after all, and it could not completely pull the undead away. Once the distance was too large, they would reverse their direction.
It can only trap more power in the battle, and the arcs of countless magic, superpowers, and psychic cannonballs streak across the dark sky, like the grandest fireworks of the New Year.
And with the appearance of this strange soldier, the entire battle began to slowly turn around.
Especially as the second batch of soldiers created by Nuwa entered the battlefield, and the local military troops finally arrived, the number of tens of thousands of undead began to decrease rapidly.
From the beginning, it was boundless, and later, it was enough to control it only with the power of the local department.
Cheng Lin retreated decisively, taking thousands of elves and soldiers back to the spiritual world to rest, and they took the military plane again to rush to the next location.
…
at the same time.
Beijing, Yanshan, temporary dispatch center.
The latest news from various regions comes like a snowflake, and this information is displayed on the dynamic map, which is a red area that is constantly blurring, expanding, or shrinking.
"Message from the Fourth Division! The alarm has been lifted!"
"What?"
When Xu Ku got the latest letter, his eyes were full of disbelief.
He suddenly looked at Shi Shengcun who was sitting at the long table, and found that there were obvious waves in his usually calm eyes.
This was much faster than they expected.
"That's the area that Cheng Lin supports."
"But even seventh-grade people shouldn't be so fast..."
As more information was read and written, the eyes of Xu Qui and Shi Shengcun slowly changed.
Especially when they learned that Cheng Lin had conjured thousands of so-called "hidden powers" from nowhere, everyone in the room fell silent.
…
Cheng Lin was too lazy to think about Beijing's reaction.
When he chose to borrow troops, he no longer cared about this.
Now, all his focus is on rescue and fighting.
The combat effectiveness of the undead was indeed not strong, and when Xia State's power was mobilized, the combat effectiveness displayed by various departments and local troops was indeed beyond his imagination.
Coupled with the characteristics of the undead, most of the enemies were blocked on the edge of the city. When Cheng Lin arrived, he released doubled soldiers and rested elven troops. This process of "being wiped out" was also ordered.
The speed of people's jaw-dropping has accelerated.
Especially, as more and more soldiers are produced, this advantage becomes greater and greater.
Cheng Lin couldn't even remember exactly how many places he went. He only remembered that he was either practicing and recovering on the plane, or he was on the ground, fighting in the sea of undead.
And when he jumped out of the plane again, Yu Jian landed in the city that the Sixth Division was responsible for, what he saw was a mountain of broken bones, and the edge of the city that had been horribly destroyed.
The battle here is over.
On the road, there were burning, twisted and broken cars, and some body parts that had not been cleaned up were scattered everywhere.
In the distance, an ambulance with red and blue warning lights flashing passed by. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and soldiers were searching for anyone who might still be alive.
Cheng Lin bent down and picked up an orange bullet casing, and then saw several small lapels walking towards this side.
Their clothes were in tatters and some were stained with blood, making them very embarrassed.
"Commander Cheng." They came over and bowed with their hands tied.
Cheng Lin waved his hand and said: "The situation here..."
"It has been stabilized. According to the news we just received, other projections across the country have basically stabilized the situation! The next step is to rescue and deal with some of the remaining undead souls."
Is it finally over?
When Cheng Lin heard this, he felt a wave of exhaustion rushing through his limbs.
He raised his head and glanced at the sky. Behind the light gray clouds, the sun had already set to the west.
The wind is also much lighter.
Looking at the time, it was already afternoon. Cheng Lin was in a daze for a while. The continuous fighting and rushing made him almost lose his ability to perceive time.
After calming down, he nodded: "Very good."
Immediately, I saw several figures walking down the street filled with smoke.
"You are Cao Zhang from the Second Division...Why are you here?" Cheng Lin was confused.
The one who walked towards him was the bald deputy chief of the Second Division. He had seen this person when he came to the Magic City Research Institute last time to help repair the puppets. Going back further, he had also seen him on the Wutong Fairy Island.
The noodles are just unfamiliar.
"Commander Cheng," Cao Zhang nodded first and then explained, "After we have finished processing the projection over there, we will come here for support."
That's it... Cheng Lin suddenly realized that the two places were indeed not far apart after all.
"Thank you for your hard work," he said.
Then, I saw the expression on the face of the tall man in front of me became very strange, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't find the right expression.
"Is there anything else?" Cheng Lin noticed it keenly and asked, "If you have any questions, just ask, if I can help..."
"No, it's not." After hearing this, Deputy Director Cao waved his hands in a panic. Then he looked at several colleagues beside him and finally gritted his teeth and said, "There is some unfortunate news. We...
…”
Cheng Lin smiled, pointed at the surrounding city, which looked like a set in a horror movie, and laughed at himself:
"Go ahead, what news could there be more unfortunate than this?"
Upon hearing this, Cao Zhang looked away and said, "Your father... unfortunately... passed away in this incident."
The surroundings suddenly became silent.
"What did you say?" Cheng Lin asked as if he didn't hear clearly.
"Your father... was originally going to go to the Magic City Genetic Research Experimental Park today to go through the entry formalities. As a result, he happened to pass through here, so... we accidentally learned the news when we got here, and all the people who were traveling with him were also killed...
…”
"Where is he?" Cheng Lin's body shook slightly, and then he looked at him slightly blankly, "I...I mean the corpse."
"Please follow me." Cao Zhang turned around, not daring to look at Cheng Lin, and just walked forward.
Cheng Lin mechanically took steps and followed until he came to an open space.
There are many people here who are busy counting the bodies, and there are many stretchers placed in a slightly messy manner on the ground.
Cao Zhang took Cheng Lin to a van. There were several corpses lined up on the ground, all covered with brand new white cloths.
In the breeze, the edges of the white shroud lifted slightly, revealing the clothes underneath and the arms hanging outside.
"Thank you." Cheng Lin almost mumbled his thanks.
He walked closer, then raised his right hand and hung it in the air, curling his fingers slightly, and then the white cloth was silently opened, revealing that familiar face full of lifeless energy.
There was not much fear on that face, as if he had not yet had time to express his emotions when he died.
At the neck, a huge, dark red gap almost separated the head from the body, and the pale bones were broken.
The glasses that were still on the bridge of his nose had broken lenses.
The strands of hair that were stuck together due to blood coagulation were so heavy that the wind could not lift them.
Cheng Lin silently lowered his head and looked down at the corpse, with no expression on his face.
After a long time, the white cloth closed again, Cheng Lin turned around and looked at Cao Zhang.
The latter looked away and said: "Commander Cheng, my condolences..."
He didn't say the last two words because Cheng Lin had already walked away on his own, as if he didn't see him and just walked forward.
Heading towards the city that is like purgatory, smeared with blood and death, with ambulance sirens and shrill cries coming from nowhere.