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Chapter 145 Snow Field
The old gatekeeper stood at the gate of the school, leaning against the wall. He watched the alien races in the city destroy everywhere, and the whole academy city fell into panic, killing and bloodshed. His memories couldn't help flooding his mind.

In the year when there was heavy snowfall, in the winter when the desolate beasts stopped attacking for a year.

The human and alien army on the front line finally couldn't sit still, and the expedition team they sent left amidst people's gazes and elegiac songs.

At that time, the old dean was still very young, and the old man guarding the gate was still a young man. He and the old dean came out of a training team, and the relationship was not bad, but he always felt that the old dean was too upright and did things He is always stuffy and doesn't know how to adapt at all. He is even a little jealous, thinking that he is stupid and stubborn. How can he still have a higher position than him, and he can still be the leader of the human team.

That was his idea that year.

He still remembered that the snow was really heavy that year, and the snowflakes all over the sky were like sheets of white paper, continuously falling from the sky.

In the years of fighting wild beasts in the past, it was rare to see snow, let alone such heavy snow.

He set off with the team, led by the old dean back then, human beings plus hundreds of people from various alien races, walked out of the city wall that had been guarded for many years, and walked towards the land where wild beasts were infested and had been completely mutated .

For them, the time zone ahead is dangerous and unfamiliar.

The battle between humans and desolate beasts has been going on for generations. There used to be towns, cities, and bustling places where they went out. The city was always brightly lit at night.

However, due to the attack of desolate beasts, due to the weakness of human resistance, and because of the large tide of desolate beasts decades ago, the territory that once belonged to humans and alien races was invaded, and the once prosperous and lively city became a gathering place of desolate beasts land.

But that was decades ago, and the expedition team out of the city didn't know what the former human territory looked like.

The former prosperity can only be vaguely seen through the dilapidated buildings covered by the university.

The team of hundreds of people is elite, they are the strongest fighters on the front line, but because they carry supplies, they don't move fast, and they set foot on the land where wild beasts are, so the team is extremely cautious.

Drifting under the heavy snow, both human and foreign teams walked quietly, and the task handed over by them was also very simple: find wild beasts, see what they are doing, and then pass the information to the transmission team through special communication. go back.

At that time, they knew very well in their hearts that meeting wild beasts outside was basically death, death was thorough, and there was no way to struggle.

They have defended the front line for so many years and have seen all kinds of wild beasts.

Desolate beasts are a species without a fixed form. They can be as small as ants and as large as taller than a city wall. They are a kind of energy body and have no real size. Except for powerful abilities, physical attacks have no effect on them. They do minimal damage, of course, excluding those who can cut them into pieces.

Having fought against desolate beasts for many years, they clearly understand the horror of that thing. They are extremely large in number, and every time they attack, their appearance, their attack mode, and their form are different.

The soldiers on the front line had no way of warning and could only fight by instinct.

In good times, a few people may not need to die, but in severe cases, hundreds or even thousands may die.

The most terrifying thing about wild beasts is their uncertainty. The soldiers defending on the front line are like a lottery every month, waiting for the attack of wild beasts. No matter how strong or weak they are, they must fight.

The members of the expedition team are all elites. They have dealt with desolate beasts for many years. As the leader of human beings, the old dean is also a veteran on the battlefield. Although he is young, the battles he has experienced are not small. Not much.

As the heavy snow continued to fall, the team's line of sight was blocked, and their movements became more and more difficult. Their speed was extremely slow. To the surprise of everyone in the team, in the vast snow, except for those dilapidated buildings, not even a living You can't even see anything, let alone any wild beasts.

They don't know what the outside world is like.

After analysis, they believed that the desolate beasts should have killed all the animals here, and even destroyed very little vegetation.

What they saw most were stones, countless white stones covered with snow, and mountains with white hats.

After walking for half a month, some different voices appeared in the team.

They couldn't feel the existence of any desolate beasts. Those desolate beasts that used to live in this land, and even they could see from a distance on the front wall, were gone, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.

The humans and aliens in the team were all warriors, and their order was to find wild beasts, so they didn't stop, they kept moving forward, and kept moving forward.

Under the heavy snow, the whole world seemed to be white. The pure white stretched as far as the eye could see, with no end at all. They walked silently, without even looking back.

Both the human team and the alien team have leaders, and they have the map distributed by the front line in their hands. It was handed down many years ago, and it was the road map before the desolate beasts took over.

But because of the snow and the destruction of wild beasts, the route on the map has already undergone earth-shaking changes. They encountered many cliffs, many broken roads, and many never-before-seen mountains and cold caves.

The journey was still going on, and they received instructions through weak signals: they must not retreat until they find the wild beast.

So they marched on, on and on.

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The old gatekeeper leaned against the wall, took out the cigarette in his pocket, lit one, and heard the shouts and roars in the city, he took a puff suddenly, with a little satisfaction in his eyes.

It was snowy and the army marched forward. The journey to death became a long journey. They walked against the snow for three months without seeing a single desolate beast. From the map, the young captain told them , has traveled half the time zone.

The soldiers in the team were surprised and panicked. They traveled half a time zone, and they should have seen wild beasts anyway, but they didn't see anything except endless snow and white.

They brought a lot of supplies, but after such a long journey and the freezing weather, the supplies were quickly exhausted, and the signal became weaker and weaker. After getting in touch, there will be a few signals in two or three days, and then it is difficult to find a signal.

They walked more and more, and their bodies gradually became weaker.

Another month passed.

Their food reserves were almost exhausted, but the desolate beast still hadn't appeared.

There was no shadow of a living thing, and they walked through a time zone, and there was nothing in the entire time zone except snow.

The alien team started to make voices, calling for them to go back. Anyway, the desolate beasts did not show up, and it would not be a problem to go back and report. They inferred that the desolate beasts retreated and gave up this time zone.

If you go back and report, it will be a great achievement. When the heavy snow stops, people will be able to get out of the city, come to their current place, and develop the land in reverse.

However, the leading old dean didn't think so. He insisted on seeing wild beasts and seeing what they were doing with his own eyes, and he refused to let it go.

Coupled with the lack of food and water, the large army of foreign races could not be seen, and there were many voices of opposition from the foreign race team.

There are a lot of alien races, and the population is also huge, but in the expedition team that came out this time, there are not many of them.

In the team of hundreds of people, the human army accounted for as much as half, while the large number of alien races basically consisted of six or seven people from one group.

Although alien warriors are also warriors, they have much weaker consciousness than humans and are more self-interested.

As the voices of opposition in the large army grew louder, the advancing team ran aground on the spot.

The leading young and old dean didn't want to see such a result, because they didn't detect anything, not even a single person died.

To him, it would be a shame if he went back to work like this.

The captains of the human race and the alien race discussed and decided to set up camp in place, and stopped at the junction of the two time zones. They needed to discuss and discuss what to do.

After setting up the camp, all the leaders and captains gathered together.

It was an important meeting, at least now that the old gatekeeper thinks about it, if the old dean hadn't insisted at that time, they would never have made such a major discovery, and maybe they wouldn't have the peace and stability of human beings now.

The meeting was not going well. With the heavy snowfall, wild beasts not appearing, and lack of supplies, the hearts of the alien races gradually became loose. Many of them wanted to go back to the sideline. After all, compared with the heavy snow outside, the frontline is safe. of.

In the process of confronting the wilderness, human beings contributed the most, and most of them were paddling water.

The meeting went on for several days, and the camps in Zhaizhai were arguing non-stop every day. Those who wanted to go back and those who wanted to move forward disagreed, and there was even a tendency to draw the winner.

During the three days of camping, the heavy snow gradually became smaller, and their environment became much better.

To move forward, or to withdraw, the discussion of the two ways has not yielded results.

No result does not mean no result.

Most of the alien races did not want to go on with humans and a small number of alien races. They chose to return, and returned to the front line to report the situation according to the instructions of the map.

And other people who want to move forward are led by the old dean and continue to move to the next time zone.

Disagreements led to splits, large groups dispersed, and nearly half of the foreign races left.

And the remaining small part of the alien race and all the humans chose to move on.

There was a short rest, no parting, no separation, and the troops marching forward did not say a word.

They followed the young old dean to continue their journey, silently marching towards the next time zone...

(End of this chapter)