Murmansk city, "oasis".

This is actually a small hill called "Oasis". On the hill stands a statue - a soldier wearing a military coat of the Imperial period during World War I and holding a rifle. The statue is called "Arctic Defender" and is built to commemorate the soldiers who died here during World War I.

Murmansk can be regarded as a mountain city, and this hill is the commanding heights of the city. Looking down here, the hillside is "blooming" with various mountain flowers and small wild fruits hanging on the branches - European lingonberry. But now they are all sealed in ice and snow - the colorful petals are wrapped with an ice shell, and it seems that the extremely low temperature comes overnight, and before they wilt, they all hibernate.

You can also see the Kora Bay, the port of Murmansk. But now it is difficult to tell the difference between the ocean and the land with the naked eye. The heavy snow and ice connect the two together. Only the heavy cruisers frozen on the ice can make people realize that there was a cold and deep ocean before.

The southern bank of Kora Bay was once flooded by thick birch forests and larch forests, but the trees there now have become sculptures of ice and snow. This was once the "green lungs" of Murmansk, but now it has become another scene - flying guns and bullets penetrated through the jungle to tear the tall trees to pieces, and thick fire clouds rose on the streets further away, and the broken limbs and arms fell like flowers in the sky.

The raid troops had already assembled and launched a fierce attack. Dai Bingcheng stood next to the statue on the top of the Oasis Mountain and looked into the city with a high-power telescope.

In modern warfare, the commanders were in such a terrain and were seeking death. But the current special situation allowed them to rest assured. The equipment provided by Southern Luzon, which surpassed the current technology for fifty years, made this offensive a stalemate - although they were facing only the alien army guarding the periphery.

The opponent's high-tech weapons have been completely paralyzed, and ten minutes ago our sniper had cleared all possible hidden strike points within the nearby ten kilometers. Before the more powerful players appeared on the battlefield, what was happening on the streets outside the city was more like a massacre than a battle.

The alien tactics that once made the Imperial Regular Army helpless now seem quite powerless. Because they are not facing ordinary human soldiers, but those who are capable of being armed with high technology - elites from the Special Affairs Office.

These people had to hide their names for a long time, and today they can finally start killing. The anger accumulated in their hearts for years makes them particularly bloodthirsty - anyway, when facing alien species, there is no need to consider humanitarian pressure.

The advantage of aliens over ordinary people is their super physical fitness - almost everyone is a C-level physical enhancer. But such an advantage is gone in front of former executives with the assistance of individual exoskeleton systems. The current situation is more like the established mage troops in fantasy novels sweeping over human heavy infantry, and the flames and frost stimulated by superpowers or psychics are mixed with bullets and shells. Once they fall into the crowd, large pieces of blood will explode.

The executives were divided into a team of more than a dozen six-man, who swept through the streets like a small hurricane, and the sound of rumbling artillery fire and dense bullet shooting echoed between the buildings. The enemy's nest was in the city center, but there was no movement there so far - no one was trying to break through, and no one came to reinforce.

Dai Bingcheng put down his telescope and looked south again.

The person he was waiting for hadn't come yet.

A female officer beside him whispered: "General, they are obviously delaying our time, and things should be done sooner than later."

Dai Bingcheng glanced at his "old subordinate". During the five years since the secret service office was revoked, Hu Yanling has been following Ying Jueran, and the years have not left many traces on her face. It was just because of the influence of that powerful force. This little girl, who was once designated as C-level, has now grown into a Class A-level powerhouse who can stand alone.

Accurate sniping over a distance of ten kilometers. Even the highest achievement that human technology can achieve cannot be achieved. However, it seems that it is not only her ability, but also her personality. A girl who was once reckless and lively now shows unusual calmness. Dai Bingcheng has almost never seen a smile on her face in the past few days.

He shook his head slightly and said nothing.

After a while, I seemed to remember something and suddenly asked: "Do you still have any contact with Xiao Du?"

Hu Yanling obviously did not expect General Dai to ask such a thing under this situation. She was stunned for a while and frowned slightly: "General, this kind of thing--"

Dai Bingcheng smiled, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were squeezed together: "Others call me the dean, why do you call me the general?"

Hu Yanling pursed her lips and turned her eyes away.

Dai Bingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the grass covered with ice and snow, and said, "Let's relax, let's talk."

The guards not far away were planning to come over and give Dai Bingcheng a folding chair, but Dai Bingcheng waved his hand to signal them to retreat.

Actually, Hu Yanling thought it was okay to stand. But then she realized that the general would have to raise his head and talk to him - that would be even more rude. So she had to sit on the snow like Dai Bingcheng and wrap herself tighter with her coat.

"Little Du is in Southern Luzon now, I know this." Dai Bingcheng narrowed his eyes and said, "This time we cooperated with him, and the one responsible for contacting Du Qixi. He originally planned to meet you, but it was really inconvenient at that time, so he didn't come."

Hu Yanling stroked his hair that had been hanging down to his ears, raised his head and said, "General, I think now is not the time to discuss these things. The enemy is delaying time - maybe they still have underground passages. It will take half an hour for us to advance to the city center, and by then, the building may be empty."

Dai Bingcheng smiled and said, "You are now putting your mind on this kind of thing. Have you never considered your own problems again?"

Hu Yanling pursed her lips, took a deep breath with her nose, turned her face, and said seriously: "I don't want to talk about these things now."

A slightly blush appeared on her face - it was not because of shyness, but because of a slight excitement.

Dai Bingcheng looked at her expression and smiled on his face: "Why not?"

Hu Yanling opened her mouth and closed it again. She turned her head and stared at the grass leaf that poked out of the snow for a while, then suddenly turned her head and said, "Because I don't want the same thing to cause me twice. I don't want the next time - someone suddenly disappeared from my eyes, but I don't know anything."

Dai Bingcheng nodded: "Well. I'm sorry for that."

"You don't have to say that. I can understand it for work." Hu Yanling said sternly.

"You don't fully understand." Dai Bingcheng sighed lightly, "Xiao Du went to Southern Luzon in the past few years, which is what I mean."

Hu Yanling widened her eyes. Even through the heavy clothes, she could still see that her chest was undulating rapidly, and the ice and snow under the military boots were creaking. She held her hand tightly, but she still felt her fingers trembling slightly-

The man next to her, who was nearly fifty years old, was her boss before, but now she was her boss. But suddenly she felt an uncontrollable anger and resentment towards this person from her chest. She tried to suppress this emotion, but after working hard, she finally declared failure.

Hu Yanling turned his head suddenly and stared at Dai Bingcheng straight, unable to maintain the solemn and calm tone he was no longer able to maintain his previous solemn and calm tone. He shouted loudly: "What kind of hatred do you and me have?!"

She stood up and snowflakes fell from her body: "Where am I sorry for you? Why did you do this?! Is Du Qixi your slave? Can't you find a second person besides him?! Do you have to see what I am now?!"

The guard not far away did not know what was going on. But he still raised the muzzle in his hand like a conditioned reflex and planned to rush over. However, Dai Bingcheng waved his hand at them - the guard lowered the muzzle.

Dai Bingcheng waved his hand again. Several guards looked at each other and slowly retreated further.

As soon as these words were shouted, Hu Yanling felt that her chest became hollow. The cold sunlight in the Arctic circle shone on her, and although it was noon, she could not feel any warmth. She glared at Dai Bingcheng, feeling that the two stars on the other person's shoulders were dazzling - how many people's lives and pain were exchanged for?

But the other party obviously did not get angry about her words - perhaps it was just intentionally asking her to shout it out. Hu Yanling didn't know why he had to talk to her about these things at this time, but the other party obviously successfully achieved his goal.

Dai Bingcheng stood up and sighed, "I've been holding these words in a long time. In fact, Xiao Du also said similar words to me - maybe knowing that this will make you feel better. I mean that he didn't contact you in the past few years, because at first, in my opinion, the Southern Luzon was a very dangerous place like the southern base at the time - I can't let him risk exposure and have a slight intersection with people other than me."

"But I also came from my youth - I have experienced both of you. I know what you think, but you shouldn't blame Du Qixi for this matter, you should indeed blame me."

Dai Bingcheng walked a few steps on the snow, looked up at Hu Yanling's eyes covered with water vapor, and said sincerely: "These years have passed, and the matter in Southern Luzon has come to an end - I plan to let Xiao Du come back. Whether it is for compensation, I simply hope that my two old subordinates can be happier and more fulfilling, I still want to see you..."

Hu Yanling stood in front of Dai Bingcheng for a while. Then she lowered her head slightly and whispered: "Is he going to come back?"

Before Dai Bingcheng could answer, she raised her head again: "Or do you want him to come back?"

Dai Bingcheng smiled: "Isn't it the same thing?"

The water vapor in Hu Yanling's eyes gradually dissipated, and she frowned slightly and looked at the lieutenant general opposite in confusion. After a few seconds, she suddenly chuckled: "Then I understand what you mean."

Dai Bingcheng smiled, and Hu Yanling also smiled. However, the difference was that there was a trace of invisible mockery in her smile - this emotion was hidden very well by her, so that it looked more like a girl who was opened up by someone else's heart, or because of some sudden good news, it became bright and cheerful.

She was silent for a while and asked softly: "What is he doing in Southern Luzon now? He wouldn't be a small character like he was at the southern base, right?"

Dai Bingcheng hesitated for a moment and said, "It's the intelligence officer. The gold shines everywhere. He has done quite well over the years."

Hu Yanling stroked her hair and said again: "Then I know. Thank you."

Dai Bingcheng stared at her for a while, but didn't find any other expressions on the girl's face. So he nodded slightly and turned around.

After talking for a few minutes, the commando team was approaching the center of the city. The two of them were silent for a while, and Dai Bingcheng said first: "It's time for the main person to appear."

It seemed that in order to ease the atmosphere just now, he turned to Hu Yanling and explained: "They can't run away, or they never thought about running away."

"You have done a good job over the years - you have eliminated seven of the twelve saints from the Gate of Truth, and now there are only three left. As for their four knights, the only combat power is the White Knight. Haha...An Ruosu."

"But they still have elders. We used to know that the first elder was Beat Longineus. The other two are think tank characters. With these people, their foundation has not been shaken. If I were them, I would have planned to fight to the death. Because this time they escaped again, they would really become a betrayal dog."

"What's more, they still hope for the one over there." Dai Bingcheng looked in the direction of Li Zhen. "But since there is no movement yet, I guess they will be disappointed this time."

Hu Yanling also looked over there. But she could only see the snow line and the deep blue sky. She realized that she might not have seen her for a long time.

"And our primary goal is to find Kitagawa's Kyuami's skeleton." Dai Bingcheng said. "So you can't force them too fast."

Hu Yanling frowned slightly and suddenly said, "Then he would thank you too."

As soon as she said that, she regretted it - even she herself didn't know why she said such words. Her previous calmness seemed to have disappeared because of that vent.

Dai Bingcheng only smiled: "It's him who wants to give us this opportunity."

Then he let out a light breath and murmured: "Beat Longinus."

“…The nameless king.”

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The scattered assault teams finally converged in one place. What remained behind them was a blood-red street.

The city's sewage system was covered with ice and snow. Therefore, all the warm blood accumulated on the ground and was quickly frozen by the low temperature of several dozen degrees below zero, becoming a dark red ice shell. There were also a large number of yellow bullet shells mixed in the ice shell, which reflected the noon sunlight, making these streets gorgeous - a bloody and cruel gorgeous.

The tall buildings have become dilapidated due to the baptism of powerful firepower. The city now looks like it has experienced a catastrophe of the end of the world and has become a ruin left over from the prehistoric civilization of humanity.

The group where Su Zhaoxin is located falls at the end because they encountered a group of aliens with quite high IQ before - the kind of guy who can also transform ordinary people into terrible monsters.

This temporarily frustrated their fierce offensive. After fighting for three minutes on the corner of a street, they had to chase and clear out a building on the adjacent street.

The clearing process lasted for twelve minutes. When the last alienator was slashed open by Su Zhaoxin with a flame-burning hand knife, friendly troops had already thrown them away from the entire block.

He wiped off the blood that quickly became cold on his face and spat at the corpse: "Damn monster."

The room where the six of them were in might have been an office. The room was very large and filled with blue cubicles. The residents here did not have time to collect their own personal belongings when they were alienated. They could even see the frozen coffee and half of the leftover food on the table.

However, the fierce battle once again changed the environment here-there was no longer a complete table and chair in the room. Another executive behind him greeted anxiously: "Hurry up - if you go late, you will have no more fun!"

Su Zhaoxin looked out the window calmly and sighed, "What's the hurry? Look."

The street they had not cleared out had turned bloody, and it was obvious that the brothers' team had done it for them.

The man looked in the direction he pointed, sighing dejectedly: "Is it really a waste of things - why is it that we encountered this thing?"

Su Zhaoxin lit a cigarette and exhaled a long breath, then looked at the light green screen on her arm.

The figure shown above is 66.3%. This means that the thin and tough individual exoskeleton system they covered can still last for about an hour in a high-intensity combat environment.

In fact, this thing is very different from the "single soldier exoskeleton" he knows - it doesn't look like a shelf built of metal, but more like a set of retro armor. A few years ago, this thing can only be seen in science fiction movies.

He raised his foot gently, and the power transmitted from the exoskeleton sent him a big step.

The door was only three meters away from him, and he took another step and went out.

However, at this moment he heard a sound that should never appear here.

It seems that a porcelain cup was placed on the table.

The muscles on his body tensed in an instant, and Su Zhaoxin suddenly turned his head. Five people followed him. When he turned around and looked over, he found that the five colleagues behind him had also focused their attention to the same point.

They chased five alienators into the building, killed one at the door, one in the hall, and three in the room. Therefore, they did not bother to do a thorough inspection of the room. So when they saw the scene in front of them, Su Zhaoxin, as the captain, realized that he seemed to underestimate the enemy.

In the northwest corner of the room, where the sun was not shining, a redwood table was wafting out of a mug. Two hands were placed on the table, and because the light was not turned on, the person sitting behind the table was not clear.

The next moment, the man leaned forward slightly and sighed: "This was once a publishing house editorial room. When I was fine, I liked to come here to write something. But today you make such a fuss - what should I do in the future?"

Su Zhaoxin saw the man's face.

He was a white man with a wide forehead and two sword eyebrows. His hair might be gray or maroon, and he was meticulously taken care of.

He held a pen in his hand, with a lazy smile on his face. He grinned at the moment when he was in contact with Su Zhaoxin: "I am Froud Saltan Diggs. The Gate of Truth, the First Saint."

"Good luck."

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Chapter completed!