On that day, the string reached the southernmost end of the sky, which was the coldest time of the year in the Ayarok continent. From that day on, the ice moon will pass by. Time came to st1851. The astrologers announced the arrival of spring as usual, but they did not think that they personally opened the curtain of the last spring of the year of flowers.

The snow in the basin where the Dragon Claw Fortress is located began to dissolve, everything awakens, the river flows again, the moss is no longer the only green, and countless planted plants are drawn from the earth. As the weather gradually warms up, the birds who were traveling south began to return, and the sparrows of the Moggs species appeared around the fortress early. These small things are a problem for the land after sowing, but for small cat creatures and players with the name of "Taotie", whether they are given raw to the former or cooking soup for the latter, they are truly delicious.

The way of nature, as Marceau believed, all kinds of people compete for freedom in the frost sky, and there is no big dividing line between the weak and the strong.

Jian and Rose Adventure Group, who lived in the Dragon Claw Fortress, continued to eat and wait for death. As the days in memory approached, Yan once again took Mami and the others back to the Dragon Claw Fortress from Mogus' empire. When they met again, the cat and the cat girl first put their faces on each other, then hugged each other, and finally kissed each other. Love and being loved were always so beautiful.

At the same time, a huge fleet of grassland elves set sail from Mogus. They will bring a large amount of supplies to the eastern part of Sha'an. The ship has the war materials and food that local battle groups need the most. Although the wheat produced by grassland elves druids is not delicious, it can at least be eaten. The crude black bread made from them is "durable". In addition to being a good battlefield ration, it is no problem to break the heads of several unlucky guys.

And when they return, they will bring all the women, children, elderly women, older men, and half-aged boys on the list unless there is still time on the ship... but that will also allow boys to board the ship, and the remaining people are destined to be left behind. This is not a different treatment, but a choice that must be made in the face of war. Just like the first time in the Thirty Years of the War of the Human-Word, the conservation fleet with fertilized eggs and children under the age of twelve is responsible for survival, while the bait fleet with the elderly and disabled veterans is responsible for sending radio waves that attract the attention of the Zerg fleet.

Once everyone dies, we must die more valuable.

This is a sentence left by a veteran who didn't even leave his name on the public channel.

It is precisely because of this that no matter whether the ferrying south has to be left behind, young women can give birth to warriors, and the cubs can grow, and they and they will eventually contribute to the recovery of lost land, and the remaining people will become dams to prevent the tide of death from coming until the tide floods them, or wait for the second ferry.

It's so cruel and so simple. This is the purest value of a life and will not change because of his position, his fame, his assets and connections.

Some may say that this is inhumane, but for the survival of race, some things must be abandoned. It is precisely because of this that the Earth Federation will return nearly half of its population in the thirty years after the war.

"Actually, what I want to say is that any guy who is dissatisfied with this decision has been targeted or simply dragged into the E-class fleet as bait." He sighed at the 'The First Secret Record of the Thirty Years of War': "My grandfather told me that the A-class fleet is full of fertilized eggs and children under the age of six, and there are only a very small number of parenting personnel; the B-class fleet is children aged six to ten; the eleven and twelve in the class fleet, and children who have undergone certain armed training."

"Where is the D-level?" Babalim asked while pounding the glutinous rice.

"There is no D-class, the E-class ships are filled with dissidents, including dignitaries, nobles, martyrs who are determined to die, and human-shaped baits hanging on the brackets. Everyone is injected with bait agents, which can attract the parasites of the Zerg and destroy the growth process of the insects after parasitization." After Yujiu said that, he picked up a small piece of glutinous rice cake from the plate of the glutinous rice cake on the table and threw it into his mouth.

"It's crazy. My grandfather saw the Earthlings' ships entering the centaur. Compared with the broken escort battleship that was beaten, the almost complete hull of the conservation ship. He said that the Earthlings had the real qualification to be civilized at that time." Yuan added while roasting sweet potatoes: "There are several combat ships that are so cruel that our Marines need to board the ship and clear the Zerg on the ship before entering the port."

"So, there is actually no difference between the New Eden and the Zerg. To deal with them, one can only die without a burial place by relying on love and peace. We need to be colder, calmer, and crazier than them." Jiuye frowned while playing cards: "I heard that someone on the internal forum of the Earthlings players seems to have objections to the distribution of the crew in the group?"

"Critical compassion, anyway, is not their children who need to board the boat. Some people always like to show their love, but forget that if the Federal Conservation Cruise took adults, at least half of the fertilized eggs and children would not be able to escape... What a nasty fake Virgin of the pastoral school." Mingmei was a little angry at the atmosphere on the forum: "The fact is that the first wave of ships is likely to be unable to bring children over twelve years old, and there is no extra place for adults. Whether beggars or kings, adults must fight on their own hands, rather than being saved like a coward. Marx and Eleuke have issued orders that any adult who wants to force boarding will be killed. He can hand over his young son to us, but there will definitely be no place for him on the boat."

"But there is another way. The Storm Sea has not been covered, so they can swim to Moggs." Yang said a very rare joke. Usually, this kind of cold joke is exclusive to Jiuye.

"Good solution, my sister." Mingen laughed, and Babalim, who was pounding glutinous rice with her, was also so angry that she couldn't catch up.

"This joke is so cold. The sea that those guys wanted to swim last time was called the Pacific Ocean." Although Jiuye had a stern face, it was obvious that anyone could see her good mood.

"I'm online." Boonetani's identity attracted the attention of the girls on the first floor to the stairs on the second floor. The girl looked at everyone present: "Where is Marceau."

"Han Yan went shopping." Ming Mei replied without raising her head. The cannibal shoveler who was operating the market asked back: "Have you ever mentioned Hwa Masce to your father?"

"I mentioned it, but don't mention it. My dad has already taken the hunting rifle on the boat. If it counts the time, it should be almost here." Boonetani said angrily.

"Wow, there's a feeling that my father sat at a low table to assemble his engineering plastics when he heard that I was going to marry Marceau," Jiuye said with some emotion.

"Wait a minute, Uncle Mu doesn't seem to have come to cause trouble for Marceau." Yang asked curiously.

"Because the boss's wife beat my dad with one hand." When it comes to the boss's wife, Jiuye's eyes were filled with little stars: "It's super affinity. Since I was a child, I have always wanted to be a person like the boss's wife."

"That's also my dream..." Yang then sighed, and Mingen, who was sitting next to her, looked at Yang: "By the way, speaking of it, Yang, where are you and Annie."

"My family has no objection. My father said that when I grow up, I should live my own way. Just be happy. It's Annie's father..." Yang Yi looked reluctant to speak.

"My dad is like Boonetani, saying that he wants to see if his son-in-law can be shot. When he came over with a gun, he was shot by Youjiu and Panni's guards. My dad refused, so he is still in the detention center." Annie covered her face with her hands, as if she wanted to cry.

"Our pot." Youjiu and Penny sighed in unison.

"Ah, what about you, Babalim." Mingen looked at the rabbit girl.

"I said it, my father and mother didn't agree, but I said Youjiu and Panni were there, so they had nothing to say." The rabbit girl looked proud: "My method is good."

"Hey, why didn't I expect such a statement?" Bounettani was shocked.

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At the same time, outside Xicui Village.

The cat who had just stepped down from the line urgently looked at the pointed-eared old man who was dragged into the police car by the prosthetic guards... and was sweating coldly.

"Do you know him?" The prosthetic guard holding the hunting rifle carried by the old man looked at Marceau.

The cat shook his head first, then nodded.

"If you're right, it should be... it's some cheap dad of mine."

"Hey, if that's the case, don't let him go."

"No, I think I should let him go, but don't return the guy in your hand to him." After saying that, the old man screamed and broke free from the prosthetic guard, and then headed straight for the cat.

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