The prelude to the arrival of the battlefield at that time, less than a week after the agreed time, the satellite city and observation post in the distance began to report the sightings of the autumn celebration, which made all insiders breathe a sigh of relief.

At least from the current development, the Prophet's plan is not wrong. The wisdom of "Autumn Celebration" is not as high as recording every dangerous place passing through the world. Its way of avoiding the great city of mankind is still mainly based on perception.

Perceive a "big source" that is enough to interfere with reality, a powerful consciousness that stabilizes the fluctuations around the surrounding space. It has suffered losses in the big city and has also recorded such fluctuations and will circumvent them.

And now, Ning Ping City is gone... the top baits imprisoned in the formulation area will attract it to rush towards the city area without hesitation.

Including the strange beasts and foreign tribes who have just arrived, they will become very tempting extra meals, and everything is in the prophet's plan...even if it sacrifices itself at the beginning.

"Didn't the trajectory be offset?"

"No, no one can distort its will and goal, and it moves straight towards the bait."

The prophet repeatedly calculated that this is a certain reason why more than 98% of them will happen, but even so, the hearts of a very small number of insiders are still hanging.

Failure? How can failure be allowed with the end of Ningping City as the prologue?

For this day, I have been preparing for at least fifty years.

There may be alternative plans, but just like the various plans of humans' countless god-hunting wars, once the god-war is truly started, it is destined to invest unlimited costs... To put it bluntly, it is to use human lives and top combat power to build up, and the plan must be implemented.

It is the end of the old era and the opening of the new era. A big city that can be moved, and human beings will no longer be purely passive defense, everything they have lost...

"......Don't dream, complete the work first. Have you completed your task? Don't hurry up. If you don't have a task, review the internal roadmap and tactical manual for me. I know the importance of the task, and don't work hard."

As the core of the team, Zheng Li became more and more indifferent and rational.

On the epic battlefield, all the soldiers were screaming and describing the future, Zheng Li calmly evaluated the situation around him and poured cold water on his companions.

Ideals are always good, plans are always foolproof, and in the end they are mostly...will be able to take off.

Zheng Li still doesn't understand why the prophet dares to gamble like this. There are too many unknown and unpredictable factors in it. The four gods believers discovered two days ago are all unpredictable additional factors. Any chain loss is unacceptable... A huge power vacuum appears in the middle, and the other five cities will be dragged into this bottomless pit battlefield. The entire human society may retreat hundreds of years ago.

"Ha, I don't need to understand."

After determining the top-level strategic goals, Zheng Li did not deduce the reasons, and his secret ambitions were included.

Now I am just a grassroots commander and a core backbone of a high-quality newcomer team. Doing the work in my hands is the foundation of everything.

It is enough that he recognizes this strategic goal and recognizes the huge gains that this big bet may bring.

After all, that means the arrival of a new era, and human beings will change from defense to offense... But it is better to do dreams at night, and the most core thing at present is the mission of their own battle group.

"Has Awu rewarded him? Did he complete the rescue goal?"

"No, the psychic network is completely destroyed, and the military lines are always broken, which is completely unreliable."

Zheng Li frowned and shook his head helplessly. At this time, he could only expect Awu to be more powerful.

Yes, the rescue mission, 99% of the Ningping people have completed the migration, but any city or ethnic group is bound to be brainless, conspirators, anti-governmentists, and people whose identities cannot be exposed. There are always some people who ignore this official order that advises everyone to stay away from danger.

In the increasingly exotic city ruins, there are still living people at a corner, basement, and corner.

Obviously, they are now at the bottom of the city and the lowest end of the food chain.

The brainless person is out of medicine, but the superiors still issued some rescue tasks based on the hidden areas of each battle group. Without affecting the overall situation, if you can, you can help.

The location of A18 where the Peace Team lurks is on the flying platform of the city hospital. It is vast and is indeed very suitable for seeking help. There are many rescue tasks assigned to it.

But Zheng Li refused most of the rescue missions, and even seemed quite cold and even cold-blooded... Even if he had full ability, he could not determine whether the rescue team could come back alive.

There are more and more advanced alien beasts outside, and the frequency of space cracks is getting higher and higher. The unlucky battle chariots have been directly swept into the other world... Their missions are passed to other battle robbers and reserve forces.

But this is still in the plan. Hiding in such a city is a high-risk task, and a certain battle loss ratio is originally on the planning documents.

"Tell me about it, now we have to refuse all rescue missions. We have no more energy to do these things."

Some things and some decisions must be made as the leader of the team.

Even if you have the ability to observe time and space, too many powerful consciousness interferences will make going out an extremely dangerous thing... not only for individuals, but also for overall plans. At this time, any loss outside the battlefield is unacceptable, which will directly reduce the success rate of the grand strategy.

"If you don't want to be ridiculed for 'death without honor', then do your own things and we can no longer control other people's affairs."

Yes, yes, death was seen as an off-field loss that was not honored at this time.

In fact, yesterday morning, the upper command center issued a suggestion to stop the rescue.

With the increasing number of reports of war losses, it is only a matter of time before "suggestions" completely become "orders".

Zheng Li's will was conveyed, and everyone was busy with their own work, quietly and silently.

The huge cart was quietly parked in the hangar of the platform, and the candlelight and lights were hidden in the darkness. For professional soldiers, lurking is a kind of waiting and a kind of work.

".........Huh? Why is it so quiet?"

Suddenly, Wu Sanjun walked in casually when he opened the hatch door.

In a corner of the hangar, Dabai was still playing with spitting people outside, one after another, a group of strange people wearing cloaks and hoods were still tied.

"Oh, a small club that believes in foreign gods. I think this migration is actually an official conspiracy against them. When I saw me, I took action... I was very hesitant to leave them there. Forget it, I will save it back."

Zheng Li nodded, handed over the contact equipment to Wu Sanjun, and pointed to the order just issued by the command above - to stop all rescue missions.

"Tie them together with those fools before, and throw them directly to them when the patrol convoy above comes."

But excluding these unsuccessful rescue tasks, the rest of the work is really lacking.

Training, simulation warfare, tactical manual preaching, tactical cooperation simulation... In a claustrophobic environment, all members repeatedly sharpen their minions and wait for the moment when their prey comes to their door.
Chapter completed!