Chapter 1526 Soaring Data, Desperate Aliens!

If the gambling period is three years, or five years.

When encountering Xia Fenghan, a springboard to enter the super tribe, Sumo might have a different attitude towards him.

But now four and a half months have passed, and there are only less than two hundred and twenty days left.

Considering that these super tribes have been operating for more than ten years, the internal forces are complicated.

Even if they recruit a group and attack a group, the remaining time will not be enough to take down the Yun Tribe.

not to mention.

The big event lasted only fifteen days.

After this period, all priests will regain their original strength.

Regardless of whether the eighth-level holy priest of the Cloud Tribe is alive or dead, these super tribes will usher in more serious fights and even life-and-death battles.

The tribes whose priests are still alive will annex those tribes whose strength has been greatly reduced and re-divide the territory.

The tribe whose strength has been greatly reduced will turn its attention to the weaker tribe and seek a way out.

It is transmitted down one link after another, and the Yunxiao tribe may eventually be affected.

But no matter how fast the transmission speed is, these will only happen in one or two years.

"Next, we will use Yunxiao as our foundation and continue to spread our faith. As long as we stabilize the situation, we can win!"

Sumo made up his mind and no longer had any extra thoughts.

One day later.

The Fire Fist Tribe arrived at the edge of Hebu and received the news. At this time, only nine priests of the Yunxiao Tribe were still alive.

Except for Xia Fenghan who left early, all the remaining high priests were dead.

Several priests, including those who initiated civil strife in the Xiao tribe, also died in the internal fighting between the three branches.

The internal fighting between Yunbu and Xiaobu has now entered a fever pitch, with more than a thousand people participating in the battle.

"Xiaobu is under the banner of restoring the Hetu tribe. If they know you are here..."

Su Mo looked at Xia Fenghan who was trembling in the carriage with playful eyes.

After a night of calm thinking, this "majestic" fifth-level high priest finally turned into a frightened bird, no longer as calm as yesterday.

"No, don't!" Xia Fenghan's face turned red, and he was almost scared out of his mind.

As the protagonist who occupied the Jiu's Nest back then, if the people in Xiaobu knew that he was here, wouldn't he be quartered by five horses?

No, it's more than that.

With the methods of those people, he would definitely be tortured until he was inhuman, so that he could finally relieve the hatred in his heart.

"I'm just teasing you. Don't be so scared. We will need you again next time." Sumo laughed, but his eyes were fixed on the defensive wall not far away.

There are about six guard towers on the front of the defensive wall.

There were eight people standing in each guard tower, holding shotguns and looking warily in the direction of the convoy.

"Have you seen those people? If you can help me convince them, I will save your life."

The Yun and Xiao tribes had strong soldiers and horses, and the fight was lively.

With Hebu's strength, it stands to reason that the best way to deal with it is to just watch the battle.

However, a clan leader had just died, how could everyone in the Hebei community swallow this sigh of relief?

Therefore, what was supposed to be the Hebu united with the Xiaobu to attack the Yunbu with the slogan of restoring the Hetu tribe, but now it has become the two Yunhe tribes to attack the Xiaobu, letting out a bad breath first.

"Leave it to me, don't worry, I still have some face."

Xia Fenghan agreed immediately.

If there is no value at all, then even if he is alive, there is no difference between him and him being dead.

And according to the results of Kong Geliang's advance investigation, it is estimated that there are only about 150 people left in the joint department, and they are all new recruits with little combat effectiveness.

No matter in terms of identity or strength, being in the joint department is a disadvantage. The advantage is mine!

Soon, the convoy reached a hundred meters in front of the guard tower, and Xia Fenghan boldly got out of the car and went to persuade them to surrender.

He didn't stop until he reached the limit of the shotgun's range. At this time, he was less than forty meters away from the sentry tower.

Many sentries could vaguely see Xia Fenghan's face clearly, and there was an uproar on the sentry tower.

"Damn it, it's High Priest Xia Fenghan. Didn't he die in the civil strife last night?"

"It's true. Although I have only met Priest Xia three times, I will never mistake him for the wrong person."

"That's not right. Didn't Xiaobu already say that Priest Xia was beheaded? How could he still be alive?"

"Contact the clan leader quickly and tell him that Priest Xia has arrived at our headquarters."

"..."

Regardless of whether the priest's strength had disappeared or not, Xia Fenghan's majesty accumulated over the years still disrupted the positions of the sentries, and even the people approaching quietly from both sides did not notice.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the sentry tower, Xia Fenghan immediately took a few steps forward and said loudly:

"I am Xia Fenghan, put down your weapons and open the wall door."

"Otherwise, as the chief priest, I will sentence you as traitors to the Yunxiao Tribe."

What?

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers on the guard tower became even more panicked. Some of them even hurriedly came down to open the door.

However, just when Xia Fenghan squeezed out a smile, several shotguns suddenly protruded from behind the high wall.

Bang.

Bang.

Low-quality bullets streaked in non-standard straight lines in the air. Most of them were anti-aircraft guns that had no accurate aim. Occasionally, a few of them hit the open space next to Xia Fenghan.

Xia Fenghan was so shocked that he turned around and ran away, but the next second, he suddenly stopped.

puff..

The sound of bullets entering flesh was heard, and Xia Fenghan lowered his head, his face full of unbelievable shock.

He raised his head with difficulty, but only saw Su Mo jumping out of the passenger seat with a look of regret on his face.

"I'm sorry, Priest Xia, I will help you get revenge!"

After reading this sentence from Su Mo's mouth, Xia Fenghan's will began to weaken, and his legs and feet fell to the ground.

Twelve years in the wasteland and eight years in the priesthood.

He never thought that he would die here, in such a frustrating way.

"Damn it, bump me over. Those people actually killed Priest Xia. Are they going to rebel?"

Sumo pointed at the defensive wall, and more than a dozen cargo trucks that had been arranged long ago stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.

boom.

In the astonished eyes of the sentry tower soldiers, the normally stable high wall turned out to be like shoddy construction, with huge gaps opened one after another.

At the same time, thirty people filed out of the carriage, wearing the uniforms of the reconnaissance team, looking at the sentry tower with cold eyes.

"I didn't expect that you would dare to shoot at Priest Xia. Surrender now. We will only pursue the person who shot."

"Otherwise, everyone will be buried with him!"

What?

Priest Xia was beaten to death by us?

The recruits on the sentry tower suddenly went numb, and their eyes began to dodge.

Taking advantage of this pause, the cargo truck carrying the residents of the Fire Fist tribe finally drove up.

Zhang Cuicui got out of the car calmly and performed the second wave of facial recognition.

"Chu Xiaoyong just died yesterday, and you want to overthrow him today, right?"

"Come down, are you standing here worried that there will be something wrong with the reinforcements I brought back?"

Adhering to the principle that family scandals should not be publicized, the sentries did not know what happened to Zhang Cuicui.

When they heard what she said, everyone suddenly lost their fighting spirit and retreated from the sentry tower in disgrace.

What awaited them was the manpower that had been ambushed on both sides.

"Go on, hand over these people's guns!"

Kong Geliang waved his hand, and the refugees who had been prepared immediately pounced on them, all like wolves and tigers.

The clan leader has already said that as long as they perform meritorious service in this battle, they can directly skip the assessment stage and become official residents of the Fire Fist Tribe.

At that time, not only will they enjoy free monthly material rations, but they will also be allocated a house to stay in.

If we don’t fight now, when will we wait?

The poor sentries had never seen this scene before. Even if they had guns in their hands, they were knocked to the ground one by one.

"It's done!"

Behind him, Thomas clapped his hands with joy.

After losing his strength, the old priest also became a little worried about gains and losses. Even when he joined the Healing Department, he was worried and couldn't sleep all night.

However, everything that happened before him made him realize for the first time that the power of the priest was not omnipotent.

With just some empty promises, the patriarch Sumo was able to get hundreds of refugees to work for him.

But as for Xia Fenghan, it was a bit difficult to even open and close the door of the department.

"Don't get excited, this is just the beginning, the real excitement is yet to come."

Su Mo stood next to Xia Fenghan's body, stared at it for a long time, and murmured.

Thomas mistakenly thought that Somo was talking to him, so he responded quickly.

However, no one knew that Somo's thoughts at this moment had drifted to the wasteland through the gambling world.

For the aliens, what is about to happen next will be their most fearful and familiar part!

The fun has begun.

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New World.

Before I knew it, it was already the beginning of April in the third year of Wasteland.

The planting period in the world of faith is almost over, but the wasteland has just ushered in the coldest period of winter.

The strong wind mixed with snow particles roared by, turning the whole world into silvery white in just one night.

Tianyuan territory.

Dozens of forklifts equipped with huge anti-skid tires came back and forth, quickly clearing away all the snow on the main road.

Silent trucks passed by one after another, loading the snow and lining it up to be burned in the furnace.

Wow.

The heat in the furnace is melting, and it quickly converts dozens or hundreds of tons of snow into the simplest energy for consumption in the territory.

The hot water supply tower that was placed nearby was also stained, and one tall tower after another was added to Baidu.

The hot water flows through underground pipes and enters every household, keeping the temperature at a comfortable 24 degrees.

Phase II of Tianyuan Town, Fan Family.

Fan Fu was sitting by the window, staring at the falling snow in the sky in a daze, and then looking down at the radiator in a daze.

This kind of life was something he never dared to imagine a year ago.

At that time, everyone was worried about the three years of winter, and it was already very difficult to just survive.

But in the blink of an eye, we arrived at the Tianyuan territory, and everything seemed to have changed on a plane!

Here, there is absolute safety. Tens of thousands of Tianyuan Army soldiers patrol and train day and night, with a huge momentum.

Here, everyone has a job, and a single day's salary can not only support themselves but also the whole family.

Here, order has been maintained and continued, and it has become a reality that the house is not closed at night and the street is not picked up.

here...

Fan Fu was thinking strangely, and he didn't turn his head until his wife Zheng Yali's voice came from behind him.

"Old Fan, what are you thinking about, so lost in thought?"

"I didn't think about anything, I was just in a daze."

"You are really busy. Go clean up and help me make breakfast."

Zheng Yali glanced at him speechlessly, raised her hands to pull up her hair, and walked down the stairs to the first floor.

"Hey, you have to be controlled if you are in a daze."

Fan Fuzheng smiled, but he still walked down the stairs to the kitchen on the first floor honestly.

Breakfast at the Fan family is very simple.

A pot of millet porridge, six large steamed buns, a few plates of pickles, and a plate of cold beef.

When breakfast was served on the table, the two children woke up one after another, washed up and sat at the dining table.

Each person got a big steamed bun, and the whole family ate it whole.

Especially the cold beef. Although everyone knew that it was the latest research result of the Academy of Sciences, it was made of artificial protein meat with special flavoring, but who cared?

"Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you."

Glazing at her son Fan Jing, Zheng Yali couldn't help but look at Fan Fuzheng and asked, "I heard from those gossipers in the factory yesterday that the signs of the front line had started again. I asked you to inquire last time. How is it?"

"What else can I do? The elite soldier policy still requires eight exams to qualify."

"Why is it so strict? Isn't the war on the front line tense?"

"You know shit."

Talking about the front line, Fan Fuzheng put down his chopsticks, "The more tense it is, the stricter the screening is. Otherwise, let a group of recruits with insufficient quality go to the front line and let them die?"

"Besides, didn't you stop Fan Jing from going to the front line before? What's wrong? Are you anxious now?"

"Can it be the same? ? ”

Zheng Yali said speechlessly: "Before, I was afraid that this stupid boy would go to die without knowing anything. Now that the situation is clear, can I still stop him from making achievements?"

"The kid from the old Li family next door went to the front line and came back without even experiencing a direct conflict with aliens. What happened? He was at the same level as our son before, but now the salary difference between the two is more than three times. They are about to buy a house and a car and get married in the spring."

"The girl from the old Wu family dared to drive a truck on the front line. She earned two years' salary for our family of four in half a year. If I hadn't failed the eight major exams, I would have wanted to go to the front line to make money!"

"And..."

Zheng Yali counted the cases that really happened around her on her fingers.

"Then you can't just see the thief eating meat, but not the thief being beaten?"

Fan Fuzheng was a little speechless, "Why don't you say that the boy from the old Song family died on the front line, and he didn't even have ashes, and could only hang a name on the temple monument?"

"The boy from the old Song family is a soldier, and our son is just a builder, can they be the same?"

"Why is it different? Don't you have to carry a gun when the aliens come?"

"I think you are just blinded by money. They are going to fight for the future of mankind, and they deserve these rewards. You just want to make money!"

"Hey, what's wrong with making money? Every time the conscription quota is released, how many people go to make money?"

Seeing the old couple glaring at each other, they are about to quarrel at the dinner table.

Fan Jing and Fan Han looked at each other and could only put down their bowls and chopsticks to persuade them.

"Mom, don't worry about it."

"Dad, please say less."

Before the New Year, everyone was still a little resistant when talking about conscription, for fear of being used as cannon fodder.

However, in less than half a year, the situation on the front line has changed rapidly, which is astonishing.

Especially in the recent period.

As Sumo leads the various charts, the data soars, and completely beats the players behind.

The aliens have lost all their fighting spirit and have suffered three consecutive defeats.

Not only did they lose all the positions they had previously captured, but they were even pushed forward by humans by 20 kilometers.

You have to know that this is winter.

Once spring comes, it is almost certain that humans will completely blow the horn of counterattack.

The time to make achievements is now, who wouldn't be tempted?

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