Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

The horizon is still lethargic, with a brewing blush, like a person who has accumulated a lot.

At the foot of the mountain, in front of the bunker, a team of 20 people stood quietly, fully equipped and ready to go at any time.

Yuri stood in front of the rest of the team, watching him walk towards his own.

A team of 20 is considered a small mercenary group in terms of Terra,

But compared to the main team around Yuri,

Still looks weak...

both sides stand,

In the solemn wind, there is a silent gaze and a collision of thoughts.

The large group network made the consciousness communicate with each other, and Yuri heard his voice,

His name was José Pu Chomson, his first name was taken from a surviving warrior in Earth's history, and his surname came from himself.

He was one of the first two to accompany Yuri. He walked through Huangtu Town with Yuri and went to the lake to hunt lake heirs. Later, he was sent to Redwood Mobile City to study alone. After returning, he was like this.

"........."

Regret?No.

You did very well.

"The road is destined to be long. You will be alone, the darkest side of the world's deepest roots."

"The idea that treating the infected in Rhodes Island can save the public is too naive, so you are doomed to be alone, maybe no one will understand your voice, there will be few like-minded comrades, and there will be many who are hostile to you."

"Many of you will sacrifice, your companions will sacrifice, your comrades in arms will sacrifice, you will sacrifice too, and your ending may fail miserably. They will use your alien identity to make a fuss, belittle you, stigmatize you, and spread rumors about you .”

The voice under the visor is like an old man's,

Having fought the gunpowder and gunfire, been to the gloom and trough, and seen the vicissitudes of life,

He used his proceeds to give a final speech.

"You may have to give up the things you love most, maybe your family, maybe your life. When I say this, are you afraid?"

"afraid."

He stood in front of him, at the forefront of the 20-man team.

"I am afraid that my life will end too soon, but there is one thing that should be done and must be done."

"Maybe after a long time, there will be a group of people like you."

"But for some things, someone has to sacrifice."

"Your story may not be remembered by anyone."

"There are no traces of birds in the sky, but at least I have been here."

"..."

He looked far into the distance, to the reddish distance.

"The sun is about to rise."

The old man was silent for a long time,

Nodding his head approvingly.

He took a flag from his side, yellow, black and blue, with a red three-pointed star in the middle.

"The yellow one is the loess of Vilas, where you grow."

"The black one is the land of this world, and it is the battlefield where you are going to go."

"The blue one is the sky above your head, and it is where you will go in the future."

All living beings, emperors, gods and ants are all mortal.

It is better to live like a feather than to die like a fire.

The old man handed over the flag and delivered it to him.

"What about the red one?"

"This red three-pointed star is you."

He took the flag and held it on his shoulders.

From then on, whether race or hometown, everything about them is no longer important.

"What's the name of the team?"

"Not ready yet."

He tilted his head in thought, then smiled lightly.

"There is still a long way to go, let us think about it quietly."

"All of them—salute!!"

The powerful sound of the military salute split into two pieces in the drowsiness before sunrise.

One side salutes, the other returns the salute.

"Comrade, remember to tell us in the future what the new world will look like."

He turned around and joined the team, singing loudly.

"I hate those poisonous snakes and beasts that eat up our flesh and blood..."

"Once they are wiped out, the bright red sun will shine on the whole world..."

The singing on the skyline grows fainter,

It seems to have traveled through time and space, and came to a certain day in 1936,

The 20 people sang the same song as the scattered [-] people.

Ambitious and ambitious to fight against German and Italian fascism with an ideal body, although he returned with regrets under the compromise of the British and French powers, the hymns and cheers of Barcelona are still warm,

Citizens lined the streets to welcome, flower petals fluttered on the street,

The dead do not have to stand up, they are already part of the earth.

No one was more honorably buried than those who fell in battle in Spain. These honorably buried men have accomplished the immortality of mankind.

go ahead.

To the winter of Ursus,

To Casimir's neon,

Go to the wilderness of Yan Kingdom,

To the fires of Kazdel,

To the place where moral conscience dies,

Go to the place where Wang Shengui's blood has committed crimes,

To where fire is needed, where light is needed and my song is needed,

Go where iron and blood need my sacrifice,

Make our strength their sword,

Swipe away their tears and confusion.

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Volume 82 Kjerag Chapter: Chapter [-] Holiday Period

The sun has risen in the sky,

There are some figures missing in Heishan Town, maybe a certain doctor from the medical department, maybe a certain instructor of the guard,

People who wake up don't know where they're going,

Asking their companions, it is only known that they are going to a good place.

……

……

*Earth Time.October [-]st.

The much-anticipated National Day holiday begins as scheduled,

The "Terra Land" official uniform chatted with a group of people.

Three Sparrows: The first day of the National Day holiday~ Do you have any plans~?

Navy Avenue: You are all high school seniors, so you should prepare for the college entrance examination and study hard. You see that the No. [-] and No. [-] middle schools next door do not have holidays. When you are pulled down during the holidays, it will be too late to cry. Don’t let it go for a while, blah blah blah.

Vibrating gold loader: We can't fall in the course, let's rest.jqb

Purgatory Paratrooper: Ma Lu, aren't you a freshman in high school? ?

Haijun Damalu: Damn it, I’m just kidding!

Nothing: National Day...?Woo~ I didn't think so~

D1: I'm considering bringing Yana and Tiffany back for the National Day, and I've been out for a long time.

Yakumo Stealing Melon: On the first day of the National Day, I will stay with Alya-chan for a whole day hehehehehehehe and change her new clothes~~

Yakumo Eats the Sword: If you're a fool, can't you be more serious?

Yakumo Stealing Melon: It's a little bellyband.

Yakumo Eats the Sword: Good! ! ! !

Xueyu: Can this game still be played like this? ? !

Darkness @已黑化: Vulgar side-kick, hehe, mentally handicapped harem game.

One Blood Dragon Arm: I'm vulgar!I'll be nasty!I'll just edge the ball!I'm retarded!I'm in the harem!

Thick and fine: I am N*R!

Fenghua Xueyue: Go to the tauren! !

Yakumo Stealing Melon: Hehe~ Alya~ Fragrant, white, sweet~ Put on cat ears and cat claws~ Hehehe

Purgatory Paratrooper: Go orange monster! !

D6: Brother Lin, what about you?Confess with the bagpipes?

Lin Yun: Go to hell! !

Zero: NIA.niaaa,niania

Profound Missile: MYA!

During the holidays, the quiet group chats on weekdays became much more lively.

As the game itself, "Terra Land" is naturally heavier.

"Hahahaha!! I won the grand prize on National Day, and I won the helmet account!!"

In the crowded player hall, a novice player who won the daily ration account raised his arms and reveled.

"I want rua fox! I want to eat bunny! I want skip green old woman!!"

The screams of the new players were drowned in the noisy voices,

During the National Day holiday, the player hall was bustling, and not only casual players, but also the player union, which is currently progressing and large, all ended at this time, making the already lively scene even more exciting.