In the afternoon of August 1991, the first large-scale war between human civilization and Dajian suddenly kicked off on the battlefield of Mount Hilang in the Asia Plate.
Nearly a hundred years later, for the first time in the history of the Blue Army, the Blue Army gathered on a large scale and mobilized various transportation forces. Currently, there are more than 30,000 people, and the number is still increasing.
Front armies from various countries in South Asia, reinforcements from Southeast Asian countries, Australian reinforcements, elite teams urgently dispatched by the alliance from Europe and even the Americas...the Chinese Asian front army.
Military camps are arranged on various hills in the surrounding area under Xilang Peak, and are distinguished by flags.
The flags of all the Blue Fronts are generally composed of two parts. The upper left part of the diagonal line is the unified blue and the guardian symbol of the alliance, while the lower right part is filled with the representative colors of the national flags of each country.
Under the snowy peaks, flags fluttered.
This is Team 1777, an ordinary team with several ordinary military tents.
In the Mira 9 sniper scope, flags of different colors passed across the circular screen one after another.
Wen Jifei stood on the hillock outside Camp 1777, holding his gun and sweeping a semicircle from left to right... and finally pointed the gun at Xuefeng.
The peaks in the sight are continuous, from near to far, from lush green, to withered yellow, to exposed dark brown rock walls all over the mountain, and finally, one peak after another is snow-white.
It has been almost seven days since the war began, and humans have retreated to the outermost perimeter.
"How's it going? No more ships have come down from Dajian, right?" He Tangtang, who was sitting nearby chewing grass, raised his head and asked.
"No." Wen Jifei shook his head without taking his eyes off the sight, "I didn't see it here, but I heard that only a few fusiform ones would land occasionally. As for the large ones... they're so stupid, those things look really bad. Mom is scary!”
The looming big-pointed civilization battleship is in the bright light of the snow peak. The armor is pitch black, huge and strangely shaped, like two mutated sperm whales, growing together abnormally. The two heads are up and down, the upper one is raised, the lower one is flat, but they share the same body.
"That's good. If we come down again, I don't know how to fight a big one." He Tangtang muttered and lay down on the lawn. The sunlight on the plateau was shining directly, and there was a halo in his closed eyes.
Beside him, people from 1777 were sitting and lying down, and there were many more.
Wen Jifei turned to look at them. He could see that everyone was feeling a little depressed and uneasy. He turned around and smiled and asked, "If Qingzi were here, what do you think he would say now?"
"Um?"
"Then for such a big spaceship, how big is the metal block it uses?!" Wen Jifei did not exaggerate, imitating the tone of a serious thinker.
Everyone laughed.
Shen Yixiu also couldn't help but smile under the iron sheet. This was the first time she laughed in the past three days... Qingzi is obviously not here, so I am everyone's support, but I am so nervous. What should I do if I can't control it?
Liu Shiheng's figure came up from the hillside.
Wen Jifei saw it, put away the Mira 9 sniper rifle, and asked, "How are you doing? Have you heard anything?"
Weilan lacks experience in large-scale wars, and its organization is still somewhat chaotic at this stage. This made the grassroots team feel very uneasy, so they had no choice but to send people out to find out the news.
Shaking his head, Liu Shiheng said with a lewd smile: "I saw an elite team from Venezuela. There was a female lieutenant among them, wearing only a small vest... Tsk, tsk, so deep and so big."
Wen Jifei: "Where is it?!"
He Tangtang: "Where is it?!"
"Cough!" Vice-captain Qin Guowen coughed hard from behind.
The hilarious scene soon became quiet. After all, this is the front line, the style of 1777. It doesn't matter how close or troublesome you are at the station. Once you get to the front line, obeying your superiors and being strictly disciplined is a must.
There may be one exception...but he just happens to not be here.
Looking back, Qin Guowen, who was standing at the entrance of the camp, looked serious, raised his head and said, "Where is it?! Quick, take me to see it."
The scene burst into laughter again. From top to bottom, everyone in 1777 is trying to ease everyone's emotions in their own way, but the results seem to be a little pale.
In fact, they had just arrived here the day before yesterday and had already been dragged into a battle. They followed the large group of troops up the mountain in a daze and groped for a while. In the end, they didn't even see the big tip, and they were suddenly retreated by the order to retreat and the troops from the front. The troops rolled back.
At the time I just felt baffled.
After returning to the camp, I inquired and found out that what seemed like a funny scene just now was actually a total of four teams from South Asian countries ahead, which had stayed at the foot of the snowy peak forever.
After that, the frontline command suspended the active attack, dispatched super combat forces and elite teams to stick to the foot of the mountain, stabilize the defense, and study new tactics.
But huge uneasiness has spread.
"By the way, where is Wu Shi?!" Wen Jifei suddenly came to his senses and asked Liu Shiheng.
They arranged for a total of two people to go out to inquire about the news. Among them, Liu Shiheng, who knew a little bit of English, was responsible for inquiring, while Wu Shi had strong combat skills and could ensure that nothing unexpected happened to them.
"Huh? Didn't he follow me?" Liu Shiheng looked back blankly.
Gone.
Why is it gone? When did it disappear?
It seems quite normal for a person who keeps silent anyway to suddenly disappear without being noticed.
"Fortunately, Wu Shi has a communication device on him." Liu Shiheng said anxiously, feeling a little guilty and uneasy, "Quick, contact him quickly."
Wen Jifei nodded quickly.
At the same time, the intercom on his waist rang.
After getting through, he asked anxiously: "Wu Shi?! Are you okay?"
"Um...it's okay." Wu Shi paused on the intercom, "Can you guys come out and look for me? The flags and tents here are all the same. I don't know which one is ours."
"Don't laugh...then where are you now?!"
"Under the flag of our Chinese Asian Front which is the largest."
Fortunately, Wu Shi found the main flag of the Chinese Asian Front as a symbol.
Everyone looked up and saw that it was not far away.
Wen Jifei calmed down and couldn't help but start scolding, "Wu Shi, you are the same. You know you don't know the way, so why can't you follow Liu Shiheng? You are like this..."
"I'm sorry. I just passed by the airport and a plane landed. I saw one of the people coming off. His back looked like Qingzi, so I stopped and looked at it." Wu Shi explained.
"..."
Wu Shi just said that he saw a figure at the airport who looked like Qing Zi, that's all. But the people around him stood up hesitantly, or raised their heads with expectant eyes. Their emotions and eyes all had strange changes at this moment.
Therefore, it seems that Wu Shi cannot be blamed. Except that he should have stopped Liu Shiheng and confirmed it together.
"...Is that Qingzi?! Do you see clearly?" Wen Jifei asked.
"I don't know, it was quite far away. He left with many people. There was a barbed wire fence, so I didn't chase him." Wu Shi felt ashamed in his heart, and rarely said many words to explain.
"Oh. Then it can't be Qingzi. He's in his hometown. How come he's here? He probably doesn't even know." Wen Jifei responded and said, "Then wait for me over there. I'll go find you right away."
After saying that, he and He Tangtang went to pick up Wu Shi.
At the entrance of the camp, Captain Lao and Deputy Qin looked at each other. They had to admit that when they heard Wu Shi's words, they couldn't help but feel excited and excited.
In fact, because most of the veterans are selected, and with the presence of Wu Shi and Shen Yixiu, 1777's combat power is still strong among ordinary teams even without Han Qingyu. They were not used as elites this time.
But...
"It feels like my soul has been lost." Qin Guowen muttered with a wry smile.
