The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 130 Monster Tide

Thanks to the long-range communication adapter, even if Longyan is tens of kilometers away in the Longyan Castle of the Old Countryman, he can still summon the phantom to participate in the meeting between the rangers and the spy.

The user needs to have a source as strong as him.

His phantom made up of flames was condescendingly looking down at the intelligence topographic map obtained by secret agents.

The details made him have to be vigilant about secret detectives.

Too much detail.

Even the approximate origin of the monster is marked with a small arrow.

"Theoretically, these monsters actually came from within Utopia. It is said that the witch's source force called magic power eroded the carriages, causing several water storage carriages to explode, causing these creatures to slip out and be killed by a large group of ship-chopper crabs." recruit…"

When the secret investigation scholars talked about their expertise, they talked about their guesses in a somewhat showy tone.

Long Yan could only listen in silence.

As the driver, he can no longer act like when he was not the driver, when he heard the annoying school watch saying, "Oh, I didn't pass the test this time, I feel like I can't do any questions" and go up and give it Suka's one. punched.

endure.

Long Yan said to himself...

I need to endure this environment, listen carefully to what they have to say, and get useful information from them.

Suddenly there was a violent source force fluctuation in the distance.

A kind of warmth hits in this cold weather, even the phantom can feel it...

Xuying noticed that the rangers and the secret reconnaissance branch chiefs were looking at him at the same time.

He shouted angrily, "It's not me!"

These guys still looked a little hesitant before slowly looking at the location where the source force occurred.

A few kilometers away, maybe 3 to 4 kilometers?

The huge flame devoured the snowflakes from the sky as if conquering the blizzard, and fell heavily on the ground.

giggle-

The cups and saucers on the table shook slightly.

click -

Two or three teacups fell, and fell to pieces on the floor.

At the same time, a group of flames instantly reflected in everyone's eyes.

"Hiss, what a big fire..."

Ranger Joe rubbed his eyes, turned his head to look at Long Yan, and asked as if concerned: "Captain Long Yan, are you okay? Did you use too much force? Sigh, it doesn't mean that You did this thing, but ah, there is a kind of, ah, a little bit like your source force messenger to help us delay for some time in a way that looks a bit like you, empathy, empathy wow."

The head of the Ranger Division once encountered a curse of speech, which lasted for more than half a month.

Therefore, I also accumulated this uncomfortable tone of speaking.

Long Yan said angrily again: "I didn't do it!"

rumbling--

A sound like a waterfall echoed from afar.

The branch ministers paused.

Qiao used a strange tone, muttering to himself as if recalling something: "It seems that the reason why Mr. Long Yan's ability is called Long Yan, on the one hand, is because only the legendary dragon fire can match other Power. On the other hand, it is because of the characteristic like dragon breath, what kind of characteristic is dragon breath?"

Another branch manager clicked his tongue: "Like water? Well, when it invades the sky and falls high, it looks like, like a waterfall? Isn't it?"

"I didn't do it." Long Yan emphasized again, this time he was a little less sure.

After a minute or two, a Ranger came back with news.

"Gwen did it?"

Joe asked in surprise.

And a secret investigation branch chief scratched his head: "Is he so powerful?"

The riddles of these people confused Yixie Ranger and Long Yan.

Long Yan had no choice but to frighten them with source power and draw their attention back: "Who is Gwen?"

"The Curseblade Squad...it should be called the Curseblade Division now, the people in her team."

A secret detective said that after seeing other people still frowning and remembering, he pointed his fingers and said: "It's the black-haired man with beautiful green eyes. He is relatively short and feels a little unworldly." , and we said that he was the hidden young lady who dug out the curse blade from nowhere."

It's too detailed.

Even Long Yan, who had only met once, remembered it all at once.That young man with a very warm source of energy.

"Very strong and with great potential."

It's rare for Long Yan to want to make a comment, "It's even stronger than the last time I saw it."

A secret detective glanced at Long Yan curiously.

The secret detective vaguely remembered that Long Yan's character tended to be taciturn, and his lively character like now really felt that he had really developed a little interest in Gwen.

……

……

After withdrawing to the camp, Gwen was arranged to take a proper rest in the room.

Originally, he didn't have any physical problems, and he felt a little bad sitting still, but Cursed Blade said: "If you look sick like this, I can help you get more rewards."

Gwen was honest.

Although it's not very good to pretend to be sick, it's a good thing to be rewarded more, and even speaking, it couldn't be better!
He just stayed in the room with peace of mind, waiting for Cursed Blade to claim credit for him.

A Michela also got into the room.This guy didn't know where he heard about Gwen's great power on the front line, and people outside sneaked in without paying attention. The room where Gwen rested was a comfortable tent car, with a large sheet of paper in the middle. The bed is surrounded by a wooden floor where you can walk on your waist, and it looks very comfortable.

In fact, the softness of the bed is also satisfactory.

"How do you know my performance on the front line?"

"Why do you think that others don't know?" Mihaila slipped in, quickly took off her shoes, stretched out her little feet covered in foot socks that were still somewhat hot and humid, and stretched forward.

Coincidence isn't it?

Gwen's gun was also thrust forward a little bit.

He adjusted his sitting posture, wrapped the cup around him, and showed a thoughtful expression: "Why do you ask such a question?"

Although he was asking back, but now his brain is not thinking about any questions at all.

Empty than the brain of a cat lamp.

Mihaila trembled her lips, sat down next to Gwen's lap, and let out a long sigh of relief: "We are only a little over two kilometers away from the front line. I feel like you can faintly see smoke from more than ten kilometers away from your movement." Make peace!"

He stretched out his hand and patted his calf lightly, "Hey, I'm freezing to death, and it's so cold even with source power protection! It's too cold!"

"Do you want to stick your feet under the blanket to keep warm?"

"Ah? Thank you..."

"Are you serious?"

It's a pity that Gwen protects her own territory.

After about half a minute.

He just asked:

"How is the situation now?"

"I don't know, anyway, when I came in, the curse blade was still bragging for you..."

"I'm talking about the tide of monsters."

"Oh, that?" Regarding this kind of thing, Mihaila looked a little unconcerned, her two little feet rubbed against each other, and the silk cloth on the side of the foot wrapped in the foot socks gave off a kind of itchy paw. rubbing sound.

There was also the sound of the other party's trimmed and smooth toenails gently scraping on the bed sheet.

Roots and Welges have fast-growing nails, so trimming them now and then has become a must.

"The monsters here are re-forming a wave, but while you are fighting the wave of monsters on the front line, on the other side, the front in the northwest has reached the last line of defense. Fifteen troops with large-scale damage have been dispatched urgently. Capable Rangers go to support with Secret Scouts."

"Aren't you taken away?" Gwen asked curiously.

Mihaila hugged her knees, tilted her head, and rolled her eyes with a smile: "No, I am, um, I am an originator without the ability to kill in a range."

"Liar."

Gwen said.

"I'm not lying." Mihaila took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands, "I'm a source force envoy without much combat power, and my source force ability is more supportive."

"In a way, so am I."

Gwen tilted her head. At this stage, the original power ability of the princess with a single eye is indeed more supportive. As an all-around ability, the main reason why she can display this kind of combat power is because Because he is already omnipotent enough, not because this ability itself is powerful enough.

The same is true for Mihaila, the biggest reason why Mihaila has this level of actual combat ability is because he is powerful enough.

"So will the collapse of the front over there affect our side?"

"Theoretically, it's not possible." Mihaila smiled heartlessly, "In a sense, the more the other line of defense collapses, the more it shows our contribution."

The classic throwing blame to teammates.

However, this is also the source theory of many principles in the workplace. Whether you can protect this job does not depend on your ability to work, but on whether your job can be replaced:
If so, even if your job level is high, some people will use low-value jobs to squeeze you, so as to make your job disappear;

If not, then even if you never bow your knees at work, even if those villains lick the shoes of the leaders, they will not be able to deprive a job, and after a job is deprived, you can quickly find it in the market. A new job for you, that's irreplaceability.

Examples of the former are most physical labor and most non-high-end mental work.

The latter are generally art designers and business strategy planning teams.

It's a pity that Gwen is still at a level of business that can be replaced at any time, which also means that he has to put in multiple efforts to achieve his current status.

"By the way, do you want candy?"

Mihaila asked.

Speaking of candy, he thought of the mint that Curseblade gave him. It must be the most delicious candy he had tasted in Utopia.

"What sugar?"

"Rock candy."

Mihaila seemed to have no shortage of these outlandish items.Listening to Sparks gossip, it appears to be an item sent to him by a personal admirer of Mikhaila.

Maybe I'm on the verge of having admirers, too.

Gwen's thoughts drifted to the fellow train, the gloomy alleys, and in the alleys, on the only clean spot in the pit, there were some tributes to mind flayers.Of course, most of these offerings will be eaten by cat lanterns passing by, but it is undeniable that there are many admirers of the strange story of mind flayers. Admirers and admirers are like fans mailing gifts to their idols generally.

Gwen didn't go for it.

Because those who are given grid, not their own, are bad enough just to take someone else's name, take someone else's name, body and all the past and future.Although Sister Gezi has repeatedly stated, "I don't care about these things.", Gwen still feels a deep sense of indebtedness.

The taste of Yanyaki sugar has a little bit of salt, just like the kind that is sprinkled on barbecued meat to make honey roasted pork.

It was quite delicious and almost devoured a whole piece at once.

……

With the passage of time, a fatal flaw finally appeared in the defense line of the origin messengers.

This made Gwen, who was pulled up by the curse blade halfway, heaved a sigh of relief.

The rest of the camp also breathed a sigh of relief.

It was finally possible to retreat.

It wasn't because they had a strong sense of responsibility that they didn't retreat before, but because they had an unparalleled sense of shame. Now it's okay, one team escaped first.It wouldn't be so embarrassing to run away when someone has already been embarrassing, anyway, the origin messengers think so.

The collapse of the front was expected, and although the front has collapsed, enough time has been bought.

Enough of the regular troops of the Old Countryman to play a role.

Under a large amount of artillery fire, even the endless tide of monsters could not shake the front one step.

Of course sacrifices are inevitable.

Even the tanks and armored vehicles provided by the authorities were in a state of damage. The Ship Slayer Crab was very powerful. The mission of this monster was to destroy large mechanical creations.After having enough manpower to attract targets, Gwen and Mihaila finally had a chance to kill the Ship Slayer Crab

The two cooperated tacitly, and with the assistance of the curse blade, they killed two of them after putting in a certain amount of effort.

Being able to have such a performance, Gwen and Mihaila naturally fought for the face of the Curse Blade, which made her speak louder in discussions with other branch leaders!

……

After killing for a whole day, I couldn't return to the fellow.

Because the formation has been interrupted, and at the same time, the terrifying damage caused by a large number of government weapons has also turned the entire area into a ruin-like boundary.

Monsters are rampant, gunpowder, shelling, source power... Under constant bombardment, the terrain has been permanently changed.

Together with Mihaila, Gwen had to gather a few rangers and two scouts, occupy a higher forest area, and garrison them, expecting that the monsters would disperse after most of them were wiped out today. Thus, there is an opportunity to break through.

(End of this chapter)