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"Is the Demon Queen Morgana's power really that great? Is it right for us to confront her?"
"No matter what, we must find the Super Soldier Corps. Earth and China cannot be without the Super Soldier Corps. We don't know when the Taotie will invade Earth, so let's search for them as much as possible!"
"Oh, right, there's also Li Dao. He holds a military rank and should fulfill his due responsibilities."
"Then let's make the arrangements!"
"..."
After a period of discussion among the higher-ups, the outcome was uncertain, but directives were sent to various regions, from bustling metropolises to remote, third-tier counties.
With communication equipment down, unable to contact various regions, they could only drive to deliver messages, and one team also went to Juxia City.
Even if they sent people over, it wouldn't make a difference, because Li Dao was currently in seclusion and couldn't be bothered with their words. Listening to their nonsense was less enjoyable than cultivating.
Deep in the Nanling Mountains.
The trees form a forest, their crowns turning yellow. A gentle breeze blows, creating a rustling sound as the yellow leaves slowly drift down.
At this moment, a woman dressed in black armor lay in a pile of yellow leaves, with dried blood of unknown age remaining on her forehead. The environment was quiet and silent. Then, with a "whoosh," she suddenly opened her eyes.
Then, Rose immediately sat up and looked around. Only after finding no danger did she relax a little and then carefully stood up.
"Where am I? I remember I set the wormhole location to Juxia City, how did I get teleported here?" Rose touched her throbbing head.
Her head was blown off by a sniper rifle, and she can still feel a sharp pain even now.
"No matter where we are, the most important thing is to contact Zhao Xin and the others, and hope that nothing bad has happened to them."
Rose had a vague sense of unease, but she didn't know what it was. She then tried to contact Zhao Xin, Cheng Yaowen, Liu Chuang, and others.
However, now that the communication magnetic field has been destroyed, how could she possibly contact anyone else?
"Unable to contact?! Is this Morgana's doing?" Rose finally realized where her unease came from. Looking at the surrounding deep mountains and forests, she finally chose a direction to go.
Since she couldn't contact her teammates, she had no choice but to leave the area and see if there was a city nearby so she could confirm her location.
"Roar!" Just then, a roar suddenly echoed from deep in the mountains, sounding like rolling thunder, shaking people's hearts.
"That's the roar of a tiger." Rose had trained in the field during her military service and had once seen a magnificent tiger roaring from a distant hill on the opposite bank of a river at a training ground, so she knew that this was the roar of a tiger.
Of course, even if you've never seen or heard of it, in China, what other animal besides the tiger, the king of beasts, could produce such a powerful and thunderous roar?
"In China, apart from the Siberian region in Northeast China, only the Qinling Mountains have some Bengal tigers."
"The trees here are lush and the autumn colors are rich, while the autumn colors in Northeast China are not so rich, so it can only be the Qinling Mountains."
Using her knowledge, Rose instantly determined her location.
Possessing super genes, her memory, comprehension, analysis, and deduction abilities have surpassed those of ordinary people, making her even more extraordinary than a super genius.
After all, the core of super genes is a human computer formed by a miniature supercomputer.
“Now that I can determine the location, I don’t need to go out anymore, although I don’t know if it’s the Southern Qinling Mountains or the Northern Qinling Mountains.” As she finished speaking, a ripple appeared in the space less than two feet in front of Rose.
Once the wormhole space was formed, she didn't linger and stepped inside, disappearing from sight.
Just as Rose left Nanling, Zhao Xin, burdened with guilt and remorse for not being able to return before the Juxia was destroyed, took a walk and came to a small county town called Tancheng.
"Look, aren't those people from the Super Soldier Squad?"
"It seems so, but why does he look so lifeless? He's nothing like the vibrant person he is on TV."
"Who knows? How about we go up and take a picture together? After all, it's not often that we get to see the heroic warriors of the Super Soldier Squad."
Zhao Xin was still wearing black armor and holding a dark alloy spear. He walked on the road like an old man in his twilight years, desolate, lonely, and self-abandoned.
"Hero? Warrior?" Zhao Xin listened to the whispers around him, a bitter smile and self-mockery on his lips.
"Can I take a picture with the heroes of the Super Soldier Company? My granddaughter really likes you guys." Just then, an old voice reached Zhao Xin's ears.
Zhao Xin looked up toward the direction of the sound and saw an elderly woman, who looked to be in her seventies or eighties, leaning on a cane, leading a girl of about five or six years old with two buns in her hair as they walked shakily toward him.
"Slow down." Zhao Xin quickly stepped forward to help him up.
"Big brother, can I take a picture with Grandma and me?" The little girl held a keypad phone in her hand, tilted her head back, opened her bright black eyes, and asked in a childish and clear voice.
Zhao Xin looked down at the little girl with her hair tied in two buns, her face pink and fair, and saw the hope in her big eyes. With a strange feeling in his heart, he nodded: "Okay."
Afterwards, Zhao Xin took several photos with his grandmother and grandson.
"Thank you, little hero," the old lady said.
"Hey, it's just a photo, no need to thank me," Zhao Xin said.
"My dad is a hero too, but Grandma said he went on a mission to a very far place and will be back to see us soon," the little girl suddenly said, her voice full of innocence and liveliness.
Zhao Xin was taken aback.
Hearing her granddaughter's words, the old woman's cloudy, aged eyes reddened, and her thin, withered, and wrinkled hands, which were being supported, trembled.
"Alas! Old Mrs. Wu is also a pitiful person. She lost her husband in middle age, and her son was finally able to bring glory to the family by joining the army, but she lost her son in her old age."
"Moreover, the daughter-in-law abandoned her young daughter and left, leaving only the poor grandmother and granddaughter to depend on each other for survival. Misfortune always seems to strike at the weakest point!"
"Alas! That's right. If I had such an experience, I would be heartbroken and contemplate suicide. I feel sorry for this old lady from the Wu family."
The people around seemed to know the grandmother and granddaughter, and although they were talking in hushed tones, Zhao Xin could still hear them.
"Big brother, do you want to come home with us? My dad's medals are at home, and Grandma says we can't just take them out," the little girl asked.
Zhao Xin looked carefully at the little girl's innocent face, nodded, and uttered a deep, inexplicable "good."
Chapter 133 I Want You All Dead! (Please vote with monthly tickets!)
Tancheng is a small, third-tier county town named after a beautiful spring two kilometers away. It can barely be considered a tourist attraction, but there are no other special attractions.
This small, third-tier county town is not close to the coast, has few tourist attractions, and has almost no prospects for development; its economy has stagnated for many years.
Young people all flock to big cities, and few are willing to stay and develop in their hometowns.
The old lady's name was Gong Hui. She was from Tancheng and married the second son of the Wu family when she was sixteen.
The little girl's full name is Wu Linglong, and Nannan is her nickname.
Zhao Xin helped Grandma Wu walk along the road. Most of the people passing by were elderly or middle-aged, or children playing around. There were very few young people to be seen.
"Big brother, this is where my grandma and I live." The little girl pointed to the large wooden gate in front of her, which resembled a traditional rural gate, and then stepped forward to push it open.
But how much strength can a five- or six-year-old girl have, especially since the door is locked?
Zhao Xin was both amused and exasperated. He helped the old lady of the Wu family forward and patted the little girl's head with his other hand: "Little girl, the door is locked. You have to use a key to open it."
"Oh, I remember, big brother." The little girl stopped when she couldn't push the door open and heard that she needed a key to open it. She looked at her grandmother next to her.
She remembered that her grandmother seemed to have locked the door.
When Grandma Wu saw the little girl looking at her, a loving and tender smile appeared on her face, her wrinkles deepening with age. Her withered and shriveled hands trembled as she reached into her inner pocket, took out the key, and stepped forward to open the door.
squeak~
The wooden gate slowly opened, making a creaking sound. Zhao Xin looked inside the gate. The somewhat empty front yard was paved with cement, with armchairs, wooden stools, and ladles placed in the corners.
Soon, the three of them crossed the front yard and entered the house.
The house is a normal two-story building. The interior is very clean. There is an altar in the center of the entrance, which is covered with portraits of the deceased.
Next to these portraits of the deceased, there was a photo of a slightly younger woman in military uniform, smiling, who bore a resemblance to the little girl and caught Zhao Xin's attention.
"This must be Nannan's father," Zhao Xin murmured to himself as he stepped forward to burn incense and bow three times, showing respect for the deceased and also for Nannan's father.
After entering the house, the little girl ran to the small room next door and rummaged through the drawers and cabinets. She shouted and ran to Zhao Xin's side, clutching something golden in her little hand.
"Big brother, look, this is my dad's medal." With that, the little girl opened her small hand, revealing a gleaming gold medal on her pink palm.
Zhao Xin glanced at the meritorious deeds, then looked at the little girl in front of him with a bright, innocent smile. He felt a pang of sadness and sighed inwardly, but on the surface he smiled and said, "Nannan's father is a great hero."
Beside her, Old Mrs. Wu's cloudy eyes were red and swollen, and she secretly wiped away the tears that hadn't yet rolled down her cheeks with her withered hands.
"Thank you, big brother. You are a great hero too. I've seen it on TV. You are super heroes who protect the Earth and defeat aliens. You are even greater than my dad!"
The little girl smiled, but spoke earnestly to Zhao Xin, revealing the true feelings of a child.
"Yes! I will definitely protect the Earth and everyone!" Zhao Xin's eyes stung slightly as he looked at the portrait of Xiao Nannan's father, his bright smile and striking military uniform.
At that moment, he finally understood what responsibility meant!
"I wonder how Xiao Lun is doing? And how are things going with Prince, Rose, Sister Na, and the others?" Zhao Xin rubbed his eyes.
"Big brother, what's wrong?" the little girl asked.
"It's nothing, just some sand in my eyes," Zhao Xin said, rubbing his eyes.
How embarrassing! The first time I ever had red eyes was when a five or six-year-old girl noticed.
"Huh? Where did the sand come from?" the little girl asked, puzzled.
"Ahem, young hero, it's getting late. Why don't you have a meal here?" Just then, Old Lady Wu's aged voice rang out.
She was certainly aware of this, but that's only natural; otherwise, she would be emotionless, a cold, lifeless rock.
"Actually, you don't have to keep calling me Little Hero. Grandma, you can call me Zhao Xin, or Xin... cough cough, A-Xin is fine too." Zhao Xin almost let it slip.
"Ah Xin, stay for a meal before you leave," said Old Mrs. Wu.
Zhao Xin glanced at Old Lady Wu, then at the little girl with her head tilted back and her big, hopeful eyes, and nodded with a wry smile: "Then I'll leave you alone."
"No bother, no bother. You are heroes who protect the Earth and China. I'm overjoyed." Old Mrs. Wu smiled, her aged face creased with wrinkles, showing how happy she was.
"Yay! Big brother is staying for dinner! I'm going to write about today's events in my diary!" With that, the little girl happily ran upstairs.
Night fell, the waning moon was obscured by clouds, and a cool breeze blew gently.
Unable to resist the hospitality of Old Lady Wu and the enthusiasm of the little girl, Zhao Xin decided to stay there for the night, planning to return to Juxia City at dawn to meet up with the others.
However, at this time, part of the Taotie fleet finally arrived in the airspace above the Earth, and the small county town of Tancheng unfortunately encountered one of the Taotie fleets.
"Commander Cangxiu, we have arrived over central China. Below us is a small county town with a small population. Should we annihilate it?" asked the Taotie warrior in charge of data reconnaissance.
"annihilate them, and bring them into the embrace of my god Karl!" The Taotie named Cangxiu nodded.
"Yes!" Upon hearing this, the Taotie warrior immediately relayed the order.
As the order was given, the Taotie warriors of the Taotie fleet rushed out in their airships and quickly headed towards Tan City.
If you look up from the ground, you will see that at this moment the sky is densely packed with things coming down towards the ground, and the moonlight reflects their dark and cold luster.