Doomsday Hunter

The problems of the Southeast Immortal League are very serious and difficult to deal with. Xianmeng's pitiful management method, as well as the various disgusting operations of the rebels under the guidance of the Dawning, made Cao Andong a headache.

However, think about it from another angle. If it wasn't that the situation was bad to a certain extent, most of the Immortal League would not be in a hurry to call the safe area to help.

In addition to the above problems, there is also a personal concern for Cao Andong.

He couldn't tell the enemy assimilated by the Dawn.

In the past two years, everyone said that they could recognize the assimilation of the Dawn—of course, that was what they thought, but it turned out that it was all an illusion.

Those found were only a small part of the lurkers.

Unforgiveness can discover the sinner, but it is the victim who is obviously assimilated, not the sinner. Lu Huaiyuan and Cao Andong's abilities are not so smart at all, so he can't find the problem.

So Lao Cao thought of a friend who was far away.

It is said that Li Le is the most reliable one among all the people who can judge whether the Dawning ship has been assimilated.

Eastern European Forge City.

Li Le, who was eating hot pot with his wife and children for winter, suddenly sneezed.

There are three days left and it will be the eleventh year of the last days.

In his last life, he traveled through the eleventh year in March, and now look at it, the time is almost up.

However, even if the time comes, nothing will happen.

Due to the war against the dark elves, even if the New Year is approaching, the land of Eastern Europe appears to be somewhat depressed. But the people didn't have much resentment. They only knew that the dark elves took the initiative to provoke them, and then they were hanged and beaten by the queen.

Even if they later learned that the dark elves were hypnotized, it did not prevent them from scolding the tree of life.

The propaganda is well done, and what is said is the truth. Naturally, no one can get along with Her Lady Queen. It should be said that this should be considered to be happy.

Jiu'an chewed the meatballs in a big mouth. Yong Ning sits aside and Ellie, you feed me, and I feed you.

There are a few left, not yet grown enough to eat these.

"Meat, meat!" Jiu An waved his spoon and called his father for help. Li Le also quickly filled him with beef. In this regard, Jiu An expressed his satisfaction.

Yong Ning looked gentle. After Ellie started to doze off, she held the small bowl by herself. Except for being vigilant about her mother grabbing things from her bowl, she would say thank you to others who brought her vegetables.

Your own people don't seem to be so polite.

Fuling didn't like such a lively scene, so Xiaoyu went to the next door to coax her to sleep. Both Changzhi and Hai Duo seemed to be indignant at their inability to eat, and the two of them screamed, causing a burst of laughter.

Outside, it was snowing heavily.

Yang Qixin's expression suddenly dimmed.

This year, the snow tide has gone south again, and most of the fuel and winter clothes have to be sent to the front lines.

In addition, the abyss was destroyed by her, and the temperature recently began to drop. Preliminary estimates suggest that at least 1,000 people will freeze to death this month.

As a ruler, you always have to carry these things and move on. So Yang Qixin just took a breath, then smiled again, stretched out her chopsticks and grabbed things with everyone.

Captain Beth saw what Yang Qixin was thinking.

When Xia Li came to cut the meat to add soup to the hot pot, she called Yang Qixin out.

"Recently, I have changed a lot of ships to be able to fly long distances, like airships. The transportation cost is very low. You can lend them to you, and you only need to pay the crew wages." Bass said.

Yang Qixin smiled: "Thank you."

This did relieve some of her pressure, but with the rabbit hole and the rhino car, the logistics pressure itself is not very big, and what is lacking is the material itself.

"Alas." Captain Bass obviously knew this: "I'll go to Steam Island and get some Molten Cores back. At least it can help you keep the heating in the main city."

"Yeah." Yang Qixin nodded, and then saw Captain Beth put her in his arms.

"Don't stress. You've done a great job."

"Yeah." Li Le also came out at some point and hugged them together: "The whole of Eastern Europe, and even the whole world. No one will do better."

Yang Qixin was sandwiched between Li Le and Captain Bess. She didn't have the might of the Demon Queen at all, but looked like a wronged girl.

But soon, she returned to normal, and in turn began to tease them.

Women can be weak.

Queen, don't look weak.

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North, Ice and Snow Legion.

After learning of the great victory against the dark elves, the queen broke through the demigod news, and the army commander Andrews smiled.

He felt that the poker's blessing to him also increased. Now that he is the pinnacle of the eighth level, he is expected to be at the ninth level at any time. But even so, in the face of this year's snow tide, it still seems weak.

I hope the Queen's support can arrive in time.

The people of Eastern Europe have become accustomed to exporting various materials to the northern border every winter.

Just like in the Polar Bear Corps.

The Restorator's current site is almost the size of the entire Reform Alliance, and the same is true for the defense line.

Counting allies and various diplomatic relations, as well as those demigods of Li Le. The only human forces in the world that can rival the Restoration are the Safe Zone and the Salvation Army. Well, the safe zone is actually similar to the recoverers' route, but the Salvation Army feels a little off-track. There are enclaves everywhere, and they are connected by teleportation.

"Fortunately, there are no corpses of gods that are too strong in the snowfields these years." Andrews muttered to himself: "Probably killed them all a few years ago."

There were originally at least a hundred corpses of gods in the Arctic Circle, and after the cannibalism, there were more than one hundred left. But in the battle of the snowfield that year, all the ninth and eighth levels died, and the dozens of seven-level **** corpses were also killed little by little, and they were almost endangered.

The corpse of the sea **** is similar. Dawn, tsunami, and humans hunt every day, and now there are not many at level 8.

Fewer **** corpses usually means the convergence is nearing its end. But both of these belong to the failure of aggregation, and were picked by others.

But today's snowfields seem to be a little different.

The number and strength of those snow monsters have increased significantly. There is no level 9 for the time being. Under the attack of the Ice and Snow Legion, it is impossible for level 8 to break through the dream defense line.

Andrew was just a division commander in the Polar Bear Corps back then, but now he has to command 40,000 to 50,000 people, which is somewhat overpowering.

But at least in this snowfield, his experience is enough to make up for any flaws.

Tens of thousands of people are stationed in this snowstorm with the Snow Wind Fortress and several other frontline outposts as camps. In addition to the combatants, there are also a large number of transport logistics staff, as well as various technical personnel.

Management itself is a difficult task, not to mention the various mobilization of troops.

In recent years, the troops have advanced a bit, and some time ago, they were still developing the city buried by ice and snow, and it was Andrews who was still escorting it.

As a veteran of the People's Union period, he is now in his early sixties.

That generation is really getting old. The average is fifty or sixty, and there are very few people who have lived to the present after the end of the world.

Look at the young recruits who enlisted this year. Many of them were less than ten years old at the beginning of the last days, and now they are all young men. If the peace continues, the next two decades will be a period of population explosion (this sensitive term is too dirty).

It is a pity that there are constant wars and chaos in the last days, let alone twenty years of peace, five years of peace will be difficult.

"If the Dawn this time, humans survived. The snow tide is not enough, maybe it can really be peaceful for a long time..." Andrews muttered to himself.

Suddenly, in the white snow field ahead, something suddenly bulged.

As the eighth-level peak who has been stationed in the north for so many years, Andrews will definitely not have any snow blindness, and he discovered the problem immediately.

A snow girl, carried by a penguin, emerges from the white world.

Countless snowflakes fell, gathered into a line around it, and then turned into a wave and rushed to the position of the Ice and Snow Legion.

This is a corpse of a ninth-level ice **** that has not been seen for a long time.

There is also an army of penguin yeti monsters that have never been seen.

Andrew looked surprised. As a commander, although he occasionally went to the front to check the situation, he was behind the front today.

Encountering a group of snow monsters here means that the infiltration of the enemy is very serious, and perhaps the entire front is in danger of overturning.

If you don't notice it yourself, that's the biggest dereliction of duty.

But it's too late to say this now, the key is to save the entire line of defense, plus save your own life - lose, make mistakes, shame, it's nothing. It is unforgivable to leave Yang Qixin a mess because of his own death.

"Withdraw!" Andrews ordered decisively, completely lacking the momentum of the big head who fought to the end.

But looking at the essence, you will find that the two are actually the same. All the qualities that a veteran of the People's Federation should have.

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On the site of the Xianmeng, Cao Andong, who is also a veteran and a relatively large official, initiated a request to borrow troops from Eastern Europe.

Eastern Europe is far apart, and it is impossible for the recoverers to support any local power here. The carrying capacity of dream transmission is limited after all, and it will never be too big.

So just give them other benefits to get this done. Allies are meant to be mutually beneficial.

Cao Andong planned to borrow a Li Le, there were two demigods on the side of the recoverers, and a close ally such as a great sage, it was not a big problem.

What the safe zone can give to the recovering people is still various technical assistance to help build production lines or something. At most, some resources are attached for Li Le to drive back in a rhino car. Thinking of that thing, Cao Andong began to envy the carrying capacity of the recoverers.

At this time, he had already controlled several cities with the cooperation of Xianmeng's guide staff.

Then there are all kinds of security wars. That group of rebels has average construction ability, and their destructive power is really strong. After dispersing, the mobility is higher than that of the troops, and there are various internal responses, so that the speed of the army's deployment is quite slow.

Although he had expected the enemy to do this early in the morning, Cao Andong still felt a little pain in the ass. If it wasn't for a bunch of heroic spirits, he could be sent out to deal with the enemy's raid, and the enemy's tactical level was average, he really didn't know what to do.

There should be no problem in mass-producing Level 8, with a level 8 bringing several thousand troops to maintain law and order in a city.

Looking at the flowing water in front, Cao Andong suddenly asked the local guide, "What is the name of this river?"

Guide: "Uh, it's called Wujiang. But we usually call it Chuanchuanhe."

"Oh." Cao Andong nodded.

Now he knew who the heroic spirit on the dark horse was on the other side of the river.

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