Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 183: Ember Storm

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"Colonel, what are your plans?" Kejiesi raised his head. It is indeed not the time to pay attention to the second march into the heart of the earth. The immediate priority is to cut off the threats that may arise.

Col. Bailey said: "It can only be done in several ways at the same time. One is to notify the spread of death and report what we have encountered here. As for how they plan, it is not our consideration; two In addition, we have to notify the two bases of Aizhuo and Nilu, which are closer, and need them to scout the nearby areas on their own. First, to eliminate potential threats, and second, we can also reduce the area where the medium-sized tribe may exist."

"As for the third thing, I think we have to invest our efforts to conduct a survey of the surrounding area. Let’s search with the diameter of the base from 300 to 500. Once we find the hiding places of those tribes, if there are any Possibly, we can conduct a joint military operation with the other two bases, and we don’t have to wait for the death to spread."

"I like the last one." Major Jordan is already trying.

"Where are the candidates for the search?" Kejiesi asked.

Colon Berry looked at the three and said, "Naturally, you will provide it. Listen, in order to keep the action secret, you can't be too high-profile. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the sword demon has not found it, and they have already run away. So in terms of candidates, I prefer Responsible by non-commissioned officers, after all, they are more mobile."

In the federal army, even a corporal is served by a 10-level engraver. Their strength is naturally far better than ordinary soldiers. Kejiesi listened, nodded and said: "That said, I have a few good candidates."

"Alan and the others, do you mean?" Colonel Bailey nodded, "They are indeed the best candidates. They have just finished fighting in the wind-eroded wasteland, and their bodies are still hot. Let them exercise more. , But they have recovered from their injuries, so let’s give them a three-day break. Think about yourself, what other good guys there are, you will need a lot of manpower this time."

Alan returned to the dormitory, and Willick and Bloy both returned from treatment. Both of them are in good spirits, and they are also interested in trying someone's muscles to be more fit. They had just finished repairing their body, and now their skin seemed to be oily. Willick is an adult, with well-developed muscle lines, and the edges and corners displayed make him look like a leopard with an explosive head.

Allen bet that if Willick were to be displayed at those auctions, most of the ladies would buy him.

As for Bloy, he looks stronger than Willick. If Willick is a leopard, then Broy is a violent bear. The muscles on his body are bulging, like steel. And covered with scars, full of the smell of iron and blood.

When Allen came back, Willick put on their clothes. Allen leaned against the wall and said: "How do you feel?"

"It's too good to be better. Now even if you fight again, it's more than enough." Willick shook his fist.

Alan looked at Bloy, who shrugged and said that he was also in good shape. So Allen said: "Then we go to the big playground to make gestures, the experience of this fierce battle is very precious to us. As soon as possible to absorb them and make improvements, it will benefit us in the next battle."

Willik's face changed slightly: "You mean, there will be a war like that next?"

"You can't leave ten things." Allen went back to the room, picked up his fangs, and walked out and said: "The sword demon army that attacked us has become a system. There must be one or two medium-sized tribes behind such an army. Support. Do you think the Federation will allow such a threat to stay by its side?"

"Let's go, let me see what you all learned?" Allen said, putting his fangs on his shoulders.

The battle of the wind-eroded wasteland has greatly benefited Allen. The mountain roads fight fiercely, and they are born and die at every turn. In that kind of environment where there is no respite, everyone can only desperately squeeze their own potential and hope to survive in such a bad situation. This is completely different from fighting alone. In the situation where there are countless life and death decisions every second, all Allen and the others can do is to respond instinctively.

Now, they only need to integrate these precious experiences into their lives and skills, and become an inseparable part of them.

The three of them trained on the big playground until the evening before returning to the dormitory. As soon as they entered the dormitory, everyone had no energy and all lay down on the bed, almost falling asleep. However, today's training is worthwhile. After absorbing the experience of previous fierce battles, the three of them have more or less made breakthroughs.

After lying on the bed for a while, Allen sat up. The Zhinao next to him flickered the signal of receiving the mail, and he reached out and took the Zhinao to open it. This was a video mail. After decryption by the system, a video file appears on the interface. Allen clicked on, and Horn appeared in the screen. It can be seen that the background/scene of the video is in Horn’s study, and Bethkod’s patriarch is reviewing documents. As if to remind, he raised his head and smiled at the camera: "It's been a long time, Allen. I think you have been on Pluto for several months when you received this email."

Although it was impossible to interact with the video files, after a few months, I could see Horn’s voice and it made Allen feel more cordial.

Horn got into the job at hand, sat up straight and said: "Pluto is really not a lovely place. I stayed there for a long time. The flames, sand, scorched earth, and countless waits The sword demon who swallowed you, by comparison, no matter how dangerous the outer planet is, it is much better than the Pluto star. But believe me, staying there for two years will be of great help to you. ."

Allen absolutely agrees with this point. He has only come to this planet for half a year, and he already feels that he has honed and grown a lot. Only after experiencing the flames of war can we wear away the youthfulness. This point is completely unimaginable for people who have not stayed on the battlefield of Outland.

"The family has been developing well in the past six months. We have already begun to cooperate with the Sirius Legion." Horn shook his head and smiled: "I have to say that even if your teacher is not a marshal, he will be a shrewd businessman. No wonder these The Sirius Legion flourished in her presidency in 1988, and Capulo was not unjustly defeated. But it would be very unwise for Marshal Greed to underestimate the lion."

"Speaking a bit far, let’s get back to the subject. Our Mowu arsenal has been officially put into production. Your other teacher, Mr. Hughton, is very generous and has agreed to serve as our consultant in sequence design and production. Of course, I know He is willing to do this, and a large part of it is because of you. In short, when you come back in two years, you will see a different Beskard." Horn smiled: "I have to remind you, Allen. As one of the heirs of the family, experience should and must be. But you also have to cherish your own life. I hope that in two years you will see yourself, not a nameplate that was sent back."

"Finally, Adele and Mr. Jin asked me to greet you on their behalf. Adele also said that if you don't come back in two years, she will go to Pluto to find you. It's amazing. Little guy, haha, when I see them, I feel I am ten years younger." Horn looked deeply in the direction of the camera: "So be it. Alan, take care."

The video is closed, and Allen is standing at the window. Looking out from here, you can see the starry sky under the night. Will the one above be the earth?

For the next two days, Allen pulled Willick for combat training. Lucy also joined on the third day. When using simulated firearms to fight, Willick found with frustration that if he wanted to get close to Lucy, he would first have to pay for various injuries before he had a chance to succeed. In other words, if it was a real battle, when Willick got close to Lucy, he was already colored.

It can be seen that during the time apart from Alan, Lucy worked **** spear skills. If it was Lucy who was hit by Ans in the death ring at that time, it probably wouldn't be necessary for Alan to go out, Lucy could bring him down by herself.

"Head, do you really plan to do this?"

In the afternoon, Willick was putting on a fire glove on the playground: "Use magic weapon to fight, I'm not sure I won't hurt you."

Allen said: "It sounds like you can beat me. I let you wear gloves because I am not familiar with the new abilities and I am afraid of hurting you."

Lucy laughed beside her.

Willik feels that he can't hold back his face, and breaks the topic: "Speaking of which, what is that ability?"

"Resurgence, my new ability after promotion. Training with you these days, I have some preliminary ideas on how to apply this ability to actual combat. However, you still need to improve it for me. You Be careful, I don’t know what level of destruction this ability can achieve." Allen said, transporting the source force, the engraving of the Liaoyuan blade appeared on the forehead, and the sharp-toothed knife was immediately wrapped in orange high temperature. Flames.

Willik frowned and said: "Isn't this your usual burning?"

"What's the hurry, I've tried it." Alan smiled and rushed forward with a knife.

Willik's fists collided, and a faint blue flame burst out. He lowered his weight, spread his arms slightly to the left and right, and assumed a posture that he could attack at any time. Allen killed. The bone knife was raised, sparking in the sky, but it was a technique to blend the shock into the knife technique. Every point of Mars carried a powerful cyclone, and for a time, Willick's ears were full of howling sounds.

Mars concealed Alan's presence, and Willick couldn't even lock his position, so he had to take a defensive position. Allen let go and attacked, the sword spread continuously, bursting into a burst of sparks. The tip of the knife slashed on Willick's iron fist, bringing out a clanging clang.

"Huh." Lucy whispered as if she had seen something.

Bloy looked at the girl: "What?"

"It's weird, you see, Alan's falling sparks haven't disappeared." Lucy said.

Bloy looked intently, as Lucy said. Whenever Allen's blade and Willick's iron fist collided, a spark would explode. Those sparks drifted down slowly, but finally disappeared, it was strange that the ash flocculated into pitch black fell on Willick's feet.

A few more shots, Allen suddenly yelled: "Be careful."

Raised the knife to the sky, but finally fell. Willick is feeling strange, and the warning signs suddenly arise. Astonishing heat came from under his feet, Willick looked down, and the ash flocks on the ground beside his feet suddenly glowed red from the inside out, and then burst into the sky with a blast of high-temperature flames, forming a fire dragon. The cyclone envelops Willick. The waves of fire swirled, and the dust flocked, like a violent storm! r1058