Wei Dinghai took his people back to Chaoyu Base and immediately began to investigate information about the mysterious force in Lujiang District.
And all of this started from the text message Lu Fengda sent to the entire Tianhai City a few months ago.
The name Zhang Yi once again entered Chaoyu Base's sight.
Yuelu Community, Zhang Yi, Walmart China South Warehouse theft case...
Various clues are connected together, and they gradually get closer to the truth of the matter.
Chaoyu Base can check this, and Yangsheng Base has probably guessed it.
But that's not what Xiao Honglian really cares about.
It comes from reports from her information department.
They discovered the satellite phone signal of Gaoxing, which had been missing for several days.
After Xiao Honglian returned to the base, he immediately came to the Information Department without taking a rest.
According to information provided by employees of the Information Department, the satellite phone signals of those people are at the junction of Xishan District and Lujiang District, near the edge of Lujiang River.
Although precise positioning cannot be achieved due to signal problems, the error can be shortened to within five kilometers.
"Xujia Town, Yunque Manor. These are the two places where people live nearby."
Zhuge Qingting adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said to Xiao Honglian: "Yunque Manor is the leading wealthy area in Tianhai City, and there are thousands of villagers in Xujia Town. The forces that are likely to fight against the Xishan Base are here.
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Xiao Honglian's eyes were flashing brightly as she was thinking about the pros and cons of this matter.
Were her people killed by that mysterious force?
Why did they want to kill her people?
And why does the signal disappear for a while and then reappear?
Everything seemed so suspicious, as if someone was doing something deliberately.
"It seems that we can only send someone over to investigate first!"
Xiao Honglian said softly.
Zhuge Qingting heard this and asked, "Should we call Wei Dinghai? Let them send someone to investigate together. It will be safer."
Xiao Honglian waved her hand and rejected Zhuge Qingting's proposal.
"No need!"
There was a look of pride in her eyes, "Although we don't know how strong this mysterious force is. But after fighting with the Xishan Base for a long time, their strength will definitely be greatly reduced."
"So I judge that their peak strength is similar to that of Xishan Base."
"If the Xishan base is destroyed, they won't be much better. If they are really disabled, we can just pick them up!"
Zhuge Qingting thought for a while and said: "But if you don't know the opponent's strength, it is still dangerous to do so. After all, they killed two of our teams with strangers one after another."
Xiao Honglian thought of his cousin and couldn't help but shook his head.
"Although he is a foreigner, his strength can only be said to be at the bottom in our base. This time we sent Dong Hu there, he will do things the most safely."
"Don't worry about them at Chaoyu Base. Wei Dinghai is an old fox. If it weren't for their request from Yangsheng Base, they wouldn't be so polite to me now."
Seeing that the leader had made up his mind, Zhuge Qingting stopped saying anything and asked someone to call Dong Hu over.
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Tianfeng District.
After the war, the Snow Worship Cult's headquarters was in a mess, with broken corpses everywhere, and the ground stained red with black blood.
The women and children were all inside the church, well protected by the Snow Worshipers' soldiers.
Those who died in battle were all adult male believers.
Zheng Yixian stroked his arm, which had been scorched by Xiao Honglian's punch, revealing ferocious flesh and blood and cracked bones.
But because it was too cold, he didn't feel any pain at this time, just a little weak.
"High Priest!"
Han Chang and others looked at him with worried faces, and were a little frightened when they saw the hideous wounds on his arms.
At that time, Zheng Yixian was almost defeated by Xiao Honglian and Wei Dinghai!
The peak combat power of the two bases is no joke.
They can become the leaders of their respective bases, and they have to kill many people to get to the top.
"It's okay, I'll just ask the leader for treatment."
Zheng Yixian pulled the white fox fur cloak to cover the wound, then slowly turned around and walked towards the church.
"Here, you clean up."
He slowly closed his eyes. The mysterious clarity in his eyes disappeared, but a look of exhaustion flashed through them.
At this moment, the believers who were originally fearless and brave enough to fight to defend the Snow Worship Cult with sticks in hand felt a little confused.
The next moment, they saw the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in front of them, and then they felt the pain of the wounds on their bodies.
"ah!!!!"
Countless people covered their wounds and cried out in pain.
Among the crowd, several women wearing white religious robes immediately came out, raised their hands and shouted:
"Brave warriors! You have been blessed by the Snow God, making you fearless. Your souls will go to the Kingdom of God and find peace and happiness!"
Just shouting slogans like this will naturally have no effect on the injuries of the wounded.
There were some female believers wearing nun-like attire, carrying medicine boxes, and quickly looking for the less seriously injured in the crowd.
Without the medicine, in fact, only simple bandaging can be done to stop the bleeding, and even disinfection cannot be done.
"Wait a minute, I can still save you!"
A wounded man with his arm cut off looked at the nun passing by and stretched out his hand to ask for help.
The nun lowered her head and saw him seriously injured, and covered her mouth in surprise.
Her eyes were full of pity, and she even shed a tear.
"May the Snow God save all suffering in the world and grant you a happy and beautiful paradise to your devout believers."
She came over, slowly knelt in front of the seriously injured man, and held his remaining hand, her eyes as gentle as a mother staring at her child.
"You can no longer serve God's human body in this world, so go back to the kingdom of God and serve God himself!"
Before the believer could speak, the nun took out a sharp scalpel from her body and stabbed it firmly into the aorta of his neck.
"Forehead……"
Before he died, the believer was still looking at the nun in front of him with disbelief.
The nun compassionately reached out and closed his eyes.
"I envy you so much! You can go see God so soon."
Scenes like this are just the norm on the battlefield.
Those who were seriously injured would not be able to survive because the Snow Worship Sect had too many members and it was impossible to have that much medicine to treat seriously injured people.
But it would be a bit cruel to directly kill the seriously injured.
But it seemed a lot gentler to send them to see the Snow God in advance.
Over time, this belief has even been buried in the hearts of many believers.
Anyone who can die for the Snow God and dedicate his life can go to the Snow God's kingdom.
Only the most devout believers can go there.
The road to the Kingdom of God is paved with gold and precious stones.
In the Kingdom of God, there is endless food and the seasons are like spring. All your dreams that are difficult to realize in this world can be realized.
God is omniscient and omnipotent.
Zheng Yixian went to the leader Yuan Kongye alone to heal his wounds.
The rest of the affairs were naturally left to other priests.
Han Chang's eyes always had a stubborn and fierce look.
He crossed his arms and gritted his teeth with hatred as he looked at the scene of heavy casualties.
"Those hateful guys came here deliberately to find trouble! They said they wanted to avenge their subordinates, but they were baseless, and they beat them up without listening to an explanation. It's simply abominable!!"
When several other priests saw this, they could only comfort him helplessly.
"They are afraid of us."
Li Qian said leisurely.
"They are afraid that more people will gather under the light of the Snow God, so they are eager to destroy us."
"But how could these stupid villains understand that God's will cannot be violated!"
Several people clasped their hands together and praised the great Snow God and his human body, Yuan Kongye.
Then, Han Chang set about arranging people to take all the wounded back to recuperate.
As for the corpses, they could not be wasted, and they were all moved to an abandoned building behind the church.
Han Chang and Wu Huan were on the side responsible for commanding order and alerting enemies who might come back.
The believers carried the body to the entrance of the abandoned building and then left the place.
This place is the holy land of the Snow Worship Cult, and no one is allowed to approach it except the leader and priests.
Not long after they left, dense bloody vines suddenly stretched out from the depths of the building, dragging the corpses into the depths of the building.
At this time, the inside of the building was shining with a strange red light.
A huge blood-colored plant takes root deep in the earth, and its vines cover every corner of the building.
There are huge ellipsoid-shaped red cocoons hanging on the ceiling of every floor, and you can vaguely see humanoid things inside.
Bloody vines wrapped the corpses one by one and hung them on the walls and ceiling.
As a burst of red mist erupted from the pores of the vines, the entire building was dazzled by light and shadow as if it were lost in an illusion.
Then, blood-colored apple-like fruits grew from the ends of the vines.
Han Chang stood on a high place and saw the slight red light inside the building. He clasped his hands and prayed, and then murmured to himself:
"May the pioneers be the hope of survival for the living, their flesh and blood, and my food."