I Have A City In An Alternate World



3117 Quagmire of war (1)

The sudden turn of events alarmed all the patrol ships, and they immediately began to guard the place tightly.

When each basket was taken into the patrol ship, it would be strictly inspected to ensure that there were no problems inside.

Fortunately, this situation had only happened once so far, and the other patrol ships were all fine.

The intruders heaved a sigh of relief.

They had been very worried that this was the beginning of the survivors 'counterattack, and that there would be a series of actions.

In the end, it was just a false alarm. The other party's purpose in doing so might just be a simple threat.

However, in the eyes of the intruders, this level of threat was nothing.

The killing power of the ghouls was limited, and the individual weapons on the patrol ship could completely tear them to pieces.

Not even cultivators were a match for bastions, much less these brainless monsters. As long as there weren't thousands of them, they wouldn't be a threat.

The problem was that the appearance of this accident meant that the ground forces had encountered a serious accident. Otherwise, how could they not even protect the hanging basket?

In order to figure out the actual situation, when the hanging basket was dropped again, an observer would follow them to the ground.

They were in charge of collecting intelligence and reporting it to the command post in a timely manner.

As the investigation began, reports from the ground were sent back, but the situation was not optimistic.

No matter which ground force it was, they all suffered losses, and some even disappeared altogether.

After some calculations, they found out that out of the millions of troops on the ground, 150000 of them had gone missing!

The Bastion's administrators fell silent.

Before sending the ground troops, the administrator had already mentally prepared himself, knowing that there would definitely be ground personnel going missing.

However, no one had expected that the losses would be so great. It was simply shocking.

The operation had only just begun. As time passed, who knew how many soldiers would be swallowed by the strange gray fog?

This was a serious matter, and if it wasn't resolved perfectly, the Bastion's residents would question it.

Although they wouldn't be punished for this, the stability of the bastions would be greatly affected.

If he could solve it, he would not delay it at all to avoid any trouble.

But the bastions were at their wits "end.

Although he had harvested from more than one cultivation civilization planet and killed countless cultivators, he had only used powerful weapons to launch a surprise attack.

As long as the first wave of attack was fierce enough to completely destroy the world's origin, victory was basically in the bag.

It was basically impossible for the remaining Aboriginals to turn the tables and fight back.

&Nbsp; one had to know that the environment of the battlefield was extremely disadvantageous to the survivors. In addition to the Reapers 'constant hunting, the Reapers were lucky to have survived.

It could be said that as long as they became the target of the harvest, there was no possibility of failure for a bastion ship.

But this time, they had kicked an iron plate.

The planet that was about to be completely harvested had a God from afar who had intervened in the war for some special reasons.

Although they did not attack directly, the means of the gods were by no means unimaginable to the invaders.

That's why they'd suddenly realized the survivors were so powerful and difficult to deal with. Even the bastions were helpless against them.ղօѵҽӀհմӀҟ.çօണ

"We can't allow this situation to continue. We have to think of a way to solve the crisis in front of us as soon as possible,"

An elder of the management level spoke first and looked around with a troubled expression.

"Although there are billions of people living in the bastions, they can't afford to suffer such losses.

Once the casualty data was made public, the families of those who died would definitely cause new chaos.

The residents didn't support the formation of ground forces in the first place, and now that there are so many casualties, they have even more excuses to attack."

One of the elders had a different opinion. He immediately retorted that it was the duty of the bastions to participate in the war.

Casualties could not be avoided in war, but if they stopped the collection of energy crystals because of this, it would be really unimaginable.

There were also elders who suggested using other methods to replace the ground forces to reduce the number of casualties among the residents.

For example, the production line for the Reapers only needed a simple modification to mass produce clone soldiers.

These special cloned soldiers could be cultivated into various forms according to the needs of the battlefield.

Whether it was tall or short, fat or thin, long or flat, it was all just a matter of a sentence.

If necessary, even creatures like the residents could be easily created.

This suggestion received a lot of support.

For the management, as long as the problem could be solved perfectly, they could accept more consumption.

The Bastion's decision was to mass produce Special Forces to replace ground forces.

He had not done this before to reduce the waste of resources, but he had chosen to do this now because he was forced to.

While producing the Special Forces, the space headquarters also issued an order to the ground troops to be extra careful.

It was impossible for the Special Forces produced by the production line to take shape in a short time. The ground forces were still the main fighting force.

They'd have to hold on for a little longer before they could leave the ground and return to the bastions.

"I'm AI Bo, a soldier from the 37th Battalion of the 9th Army. I've just enlisted three days ago.

I'm recording this information in the hope that if I die, someone will send me to the bastions.

Let everyone know the truth hidden under the gray fog."

"Ever since the operation began, the ground forces have been slowly advancing every day.

The casualties have never stopped. The 9th Legion I was in lost more than 2000 comrades in a day.

You couldn't believe that the comrades who were communicating with each other just a second ago would disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye.

This damn place is making me collapse, but I can't escape."

"My comrades and I feel like years are passing by. Every moment is spent in fear and anxiety.

Even if I found a large number of energy crystals, it wouldn't make me happy, because I might not be able to get the reward.

They've protested more than once and demanded to return to the bastions, but to no avail."

"In this land covered in grey fog, filled with despair and death, we can only silently endure the suffering.

It was as if he was the only one left in the world. At first, there were still people chatting, but later, no one spoke at all.

It seems that due to the influence of the gray fog, everyone has become mute, turning into a walking corpse."

"The frequency of our companions" disappearance has increased. We often encounter those terrifying corpse ghosts that tear our companions into pieces.

Although the weapon's destructive power was very strong and could easily kill the ghouls, it was difficult to find the wandering ghouls because of the gray fog.

By the time they were discovered, it was basically too late to shoot them.

In addition to these monsters, there were many strange places in the gray fog. After entering, one would have hallucinations and kill their companions and themselves like crazy.

Or, there would be a sudden explosion that would turn everything within a few thousand meters into a sea of fire. Even though the protective suit was fireproof, they would still be roasted alive into a dry corpse.

In addition to these dangerous areas, there were also ghost-like things that appeared around them from time to time.

They couldn't kill people directly, but they were extremely strange and terrifying.

Before participating in the war, no one dared to believe that the war would be so terrifying.

If it was possible, he would immediately end this damn war and return to his home.

The bastions as well, it's best to stay away from this dangerous planet. I have a bad feeling about this." 

there's a strange sound coming from the front. It might be those damn monsters again. I've had enough. I must let them have a taste of my power today! damn it, what did I do? I actually shot and killed a group of lost comrades!

"I was separated from the team. No matter how I shouted and followed the fluorescent marks on the ground, I couldn't see their figures at all.

My heart was filled with fear, afraid that I would never be able to return to my hometown and see my family."

"I met the survivors of this planet. They looked at me with cold eyes, and with a light point of their fingers, my body was cut in two. I knew that I was about to die.

If I had a choice, I definitely wouldn't have participated in this damn war, but it's too late to regret it now."

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