Doomsday Hunter

Nie Yuan was quite curious about what other people intervened in this matter. Could there be an intelligence network within the Salvation Army that he didn't know about?

Not scientific. It's not like the hostile forces are all spies making trouble, right?

In theory, it is impossible to penetrate even the safe zone to this extent. Not to mention other forces.

Those guys' intelligence networks are all very primitive. It is completely incomparable with the intelligence department of the Salvation Army Safe Zone. In short, Nie Yuan thought hard, but he didn't know who was making trouble.

But when Admiral Doss dies, many contradictions will erupt.

Although it is the fault of the political enemy, Chairman Mo, as a leader, must take responsibility at this time.

If he does not want to be overthrown by the mutinous soldiers, he must come up with a sentence that convinces everyone, or use a powerful force to crush everything. Qing led the team to the North Wind Army urgently to stabilize the situation, and asked the Chief of Staff of the North Wind Army and several division commanders to return to the south to visit the rectification operation of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The entire Salvation Army came together to mourn Admiral Doss and hold a meeting in memory of the Admiral's honor.

In addition, I emphasized the existence of snowfields to everyone, and pointed out that defending the northern line of defense is the general's life-long hard work, and we need everyone's concerted efforts to continue this hard work and glory.

In short, let the soft and hard things come together again, so that the North Wind Army must not rebel.

The Salvation Army can't stand civil war.

At least now, he is still the strongest force in mankind, representing the power of all mankind, but it's just that everyone doesn't buy it very much.

But they hold half of the nuclear bomb reserves of the predecessor alliance, the industrial base, and one-third of the population in the apocalypse. It is true that he has been doing the work of protecting human beings, the only problem is that the method is terrible after all.

After receiving information from Li Le and other pathfinder teams, Yang Qixin made a plan to go north.

On June 20, the tens of thousands of soldiers of the Polar Bear Legion finally began to march on the line of defense they had been guarding for five years. Krundy walked at the forefront, still wearing a spectacled face with a bit of a scholar's air. But it seems that he may die on the battlefield at any time.

After this time, the Polar Bear Corps should become a real history. Since we want to join Eastern Europe, we can't keep the independence of the newspaper group. And after the fight, there were only 30,000 people left, and they didn't have the capital to remain independent.

Getting back to Storm City was Krendi's only hope.

"Heh..." Looking at the corpses in the snow that were left in the last retreat, Krundy closed his eyes, "Within ten days, I will go to Storm City to pay homage to the chief."

They cleaned up the snowfield at a speed that logistics could hardly keep up with, killing the snow monsters and melting the snowfields.

The dilapidated road was full of mud, but it couldn't stop the mad polar bear army.

In the air, watching the snow on the ground melt piece by piece, revealing the black earth, the Demon Queen tapped the armrest of the throne with a tired expression.

She wasn't bored, she was really tired. She hadn't slept like this for several days in a row and kept discussing the situation on the Salvation Army side, which really made Yang Qixin too tired.

At this time, Li Le was still wandering in the north.

"Search and rescue team...I have heard of it, but I have never seen it." In the basement, Ivan said to Li Le by the fireplace: "There were some living people nearby, but I haven't encountered them recently."

I don't know if he died or was taken away by those unidentified search and rescue teams.

"Why don't you get together with the crowd?" Sun Ling was a little puzzled. Human beings live in groups, and in theory they should prefer to stick together.

Ivan glanced at his wife, who was not as good as Sun Ling, but was also very beautiful: "I think those robbers are more worthy of fear than Feng Xue."

In this regard, Sun Ling could only sigh.

In the end times, the greatest danger will always be human beings.

And Li Le has always known this since he escaped from the school in his previous life.

Neither he nor Sun Ling cared about the search and rescue team. Both felt it was normal for the Salvation Army to do so. It's just that no one knows that those search and rescue teams are not people from the Salvation Army.

On the snowfield, a group of survivors gathered around the dead bodies of incendiary bombs to keep warm.

They looked indifferent, as if the ones at their feet were not their own kind, but some kind of resource that could be used.

Maybe it's because the food is plentiful, and everyone doesn't plan to eat this kind of thing. They just took out their bread and wine bottles and ate in silence.

In such a cold place, alcohol is a necessity. There is no way to survive without drinking.

In the middle of a group of white people, there is a yellow man. But there is no difference at all from the expression. You could even say that when you look at them, it feels like an eerie whole.

The yellow people seem to be the heads of everyone, and the uniforms on them are slightly different.

On the chest, the nameplate representing the identity reads - Liu Zhe, captain of the third search and rescue team.

Suddenly, Liu Zhe turned his head to look to the south, and the expression on his face suddenly came alive. Several white people also stood up and walked towards the man who stumbled towards the fire.

"Come on, he's still breathing."

"Hot water hot water..."

The corpse next to him was still burning, and the flames swayed, swayed, and never went out.

On the snowy land, similar scenes were staged everywhere.

These rescue teams rescued people everywhere in the snowfield, like the flames of civilization, warming everyone's cold hearts.

But in the absence of outsiders, the rescue team quickly put on a cold face like a machine, and remained silent without any communication.

They are like a bunch of robots.

All the friendliness and excitement were in disguise to complete the mission, and those they rescued quickly became part of the collective.

In the eastern Arctic Ocean, south of the Bering Strait.

A former coalition warship made of steel was wandering on the sea.

Every now and then someone would come from the snowfield and board the boat. Or get off the boat and enter the snow field.

Captain Yang was on the ship, and the navy clothing that had not been taken off for a long time was still the same as new. On the whole ship, there was no dialogue at all.

If you look down a little. It can be seen that the words "Dawn" are written on the outer shell of the battleship.

A plan to infiltrate the Salvation Army is underway.

The operation to control the northern snowfields has been started, and there are not many snow monsters under control for the time being.

Admiral Doss is dead, and those people in the south won't have time to take care of us anytime soon.

Although the brain is still Captain Yang's brain, at this moment he has completely become a tool of the Dawn, thinking for its will. But it's completely invisible to outsiders.

Li Le, who had noticed something was wrong with the ship, didn't take it to heart. He probably always thought that the Dawn was sinking in the waves that destroyed the sea.

But at this time, the eastern and southern coasts of the Eurasian continent were all survivor camps that had deals with the Dawn.

** Today's second update, ** for collection. There is one last chapter left in this volume.