In the end of the ice age, I hoarded tens of billions of supplies

Wei Dinghai took his own people back to Chaoyu Base, and immediately began to investigate the information about the mysterious force in Lujiang District.

And all of this started from the text message that Lu Fengda sent to the entire Tianhai City a few months ago.

The name Zhang Yi once again came into the sight of Zhaoyu Base.

Yuelu District, Zhang Yi, Wal-Mart South China warehouse theft...

When all kinds of clues are connected together, they gradually approach the truth of the matter.

The Zhaoyu base can find this out, and the Yangsheng base has probably guessed a little bit.

But what Xiao Honglian really cares about is not these.

It came from the report of her information department.

They found the satellite phone signal of Gao Xing who had been missing for several days.

After Xiao Honglian returned to the base, he didn't care about taking a rest, and immediately came to the information department.

According to the information provided by the staff of the Information Department, the satellite phone signals of those people were at the junction of Xishan District and Lujiang District, near the edge of Lujiang River.

Although precise positioning cannot be achieved due to signal problems, the error can be shortened to within five kilometers.

"Xujia Town, Yunque Manor. These are the places where people live near here."

Zhuge Qingting helped himself with his gold-rimmed glasses, and said to Xiao Honglian: "Yunque Manor is the most wealthy area in Tianhai City, and there are thousands of villagers in Xujia Town. It is very likely that the forces that will fight against the Xishan Base are here. .”

Xiao Honglian's eyes flickered on and off, and she was thinking about the pros and cons of this matter.

Was her person killed by that mysterious force?

Why did they kill her people?

And why does the signal disappear after a period of time and then reappear?

Everything looked so suspicious, as if someone was doing something on purpose.

"It seems that we can only send someone to investigate first!"

Xiao Honglian said softly.

Zhuge Qingting heard the words and asked: "Do you want to call Wei Dinghai? Let them send people to investigate together, it will be safer."

Xiao Honglian waved his hand, rejecting Zhuge Qingting's proposal.

"It's not necessary!"

There was a look of pride in her eyes, "Although we don't know how strong this mysterious force is. But after a long battle with Xishan Base, their strength will definitely be greatly reduced."

"So I judge that their strength at their peak is similar to that of Xishan Base."

"The Xishan base is destroyed, and they are not much better. If they are really disabled, we can just catch the leak!"

Zhuge Qingting thought for a while, and said: "But if you don't know the strength of the opponent, it is still dangerous to do so. After all, they killed our two teams with different people one after another."

Xiao Honglian thought of his cousin, and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Although he is a foreigner, his strength can only be said to be at the bottom of our base. This time, when Dong Hu was sent there, he did the safest thing."

"Don't worry about them at Chaoyu Base. Wei Dinghai is an old fox. If it wasn't because they asked for Yangsheng Base, it would be impossible for them to be so polite to me now."

Seeing that the leader had made up his mind, Zhuge Qingting stopped talking and asked someone to call Dong Hu over.

……

Tianfeng District.

After the war, the headquarters of the Snow Worship Cult was in a mess, with broken corpses everywhere, and the ground was stained red with black blood.

Women and children were inside the church, well protected by Snow Worship Cult soldiers.

Those who died in battle were all adult male believers.

Zheng Yixian stroked his arm, which was scorched by Xiao Honglian's punch, revealing hideous flesh and bones.

But because it was too cold, he didn't feel much pain at this time, but was a little weak.

"The High Priest!"

Han Chang and the others looked at him worriedly, and were a little terrified when they saw the hideous wound on his arm.

It was almost at that time, Zheng Yixian was joined by Xiao Honglian and Wei Dinghai in seconds!

The peak combat power of the two bases is no joke.

They can become the leaders of their respective bases, and they don't know how many people they kill to get to the top.

"It's okay, I'll just ask the leader for treatment."

Zheng Yixian pulled a white fox fur cloak to cover the wound, then slowly turned and walked towards the church.

"Here, you clean up."

He slowly closed his eyes, the mysterious clarity in his eyes disappeared, but a look of exhaustion flashed across his eyes.

At this moment, the believers who were brave enough to fight to defend the Snow Worship Cult with sticks in their hands felt a little blurred in front of them.

The next moment, they saw the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in front of them, and only then did they feel the pain from the wounds on their bodies.

"what!!!!"

I don't know how many people covered their wounds and cried out in pain.

Among the crowd, several women in white religious robes stepped out immediately, raised their hands and shouted:

"Heroic warriors! You have been blessed by the Snow God, making you fearless, and your souls will go to the Kingdom of God, where you will find peace and happiness!"

This kind of slogan alone is of course useless to the wounded.

Some female believers in nun-like attire carried medicine boxes and quickly searched for the less injured among the crowd.

In the absence of drugs, in fact, only a simple bandage can be done to stop the bleeding, and even disinfection can't be done.

"Wait a minute, I can still save it!"

A wounded man with a severed arm looked at the nun passing in front of him, and stretched out his hand to ask her for help.

The nun lowered her head and saw him seriously injured, and covered her mouth in surprise.

Her eyes were full of pity, and she even shed a tear.

"May the Snow God save all suffering in the world, and bestow a happy and beautiful paradise on your devout believers."

She walked over, slowly knelt down in front of the seriously injured person, held his remaining hand, her eyes were gentle like a mother staring at a child.

"You can no longer serve the human body of God in the world, so go back to the Kingdom of God to serve God's true self!"

Before the believer could speak, the nun took out a sharp scalpel from her body and stabbed it firmly into the main artery in his neck.

"Forehead……"

Before he died, the believer was still looking at the nun in front of him with disbelieving eyes.

The nun reached out her hand in compassion to close his eyes.

"I'm so envious of you! You can go to see God so soon."

Such a scene is just a norm on the battlefield.

Severely injured people cannot survive, because the Snow Worship Cult takes in too many congregants, it is impossible to have so many medicines to treat seriously injured people.

But it would be cruel to directly say that killing the seriously injured.

But it seemed a lot gentler to send them to meet the Snow God ahead of time.

Over time, this belief has even been planted in the hearts of many believers.

Those who can die for the Snow God and dedicate their lives can go to the Snow God's Kingdom.

Only the most devout believers can go there.

The road to the Kingdom of God is paved with gold and precious stones.

There is endless food in the Kingdom of God, and the four seasons are like spring, which can realize all your dreams that are difficult to realize in the world.

God is omniscient and omnipotent.

Zheng Yixian went to the leader Yuan Kongye alone to heal his wounds.

The rest of the affairs will naturally be handed over to the other priests.

Han Chang's eyes are always full of stubbornness and fierceness.

He folded his arms and gritted his teeth with hatred as he watched the scene of heavy casualties.

"Those hateful guys came here on purpose to find fault! They say they want to avenge their subordinates, but they have no proof, and they beat them without listening to the explanation. It's really disgusting!!"

Seeing this, several other priests could only comfort him helplessly.

"They're afraid of us."

Li Qian said leisurely.

"They are afraid that more people will gather under the Snow God's light, so they are eager to destroy us."

"But how can these stupid villains understand that the will of the gods cannot be violated!"

Several people clasped their hands together, praising the great Snow God and its human body, Yuan Kongye.

Then, Chang Han set about arranging people to bring those wounded back to recuperate.

As for those corpses that cannot be wasted, they were transported to an abandoned building behind the church.

Han Chang and Wu Huan were in charge of ordering the order and guarding against the enemies who might go and return.

Those believers carried the corpse to the entrance of the abandoned building, and then left the place.

This place is the holy place of the Snow Worship Cult, and no one is allowed to approach it except the leader and priests.

Not long after they left, dense blood-colored vines suddenly protruded from the depths of the building, enveloping the corpses and dragging them into the depths of the building.

At this time, inside the building, there was a strange red light shining.

A huge blood-colored plant took root deep in the earth, and vines spread all over every corner of the entire building.

Huge ellipsoid-shaped red cocoons hang from the ceiling of each floor, and there are vaguely visible humanoid things inside.

Bloody vines wrapped the corpses delivered one by one, and hung them on the walls and ceiling.

As a burst of red mist sprayed out from the air holes of the vines, the whole building was dazzled with light and shadow like a lost illusion.

Afterwards, blood-colored apple-like fruits grew from the end of the vine.

Standing on a high place, Han Chang saw the faint red light inside the building, clasped his hands together and prayed, then muttered to himself:

"May the forerunner be the hope of the living, his flesh and blood, my food."