I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 967 Dad, Mom, I Love You
And its name is:
【Death】

Plans are like dominoes that are slowly pushed down one by one until they move towards the final goal.

at the same time,

In the temporary command room,
Svetlana also slowly put down the quill in her hand. Her eyes were deep and complex, as if she had foreseen the coming storm.

The branch leader of the Moscow Night Watch turned to look at his adjutant, with a barely perceptible heaviness in his tone:

“Even I cannot predict the outcome of the next action.

even,

There is a high probability that we will all lose our lives in this battle.

So, if something unfortunate really happens, I asked everyone to leave a final message for their family members.
Is it all written already?"

When the adjutant heard this question, he was about to answer when everything was collected.

After all, this was a secret operation, and any wide-area Internet communicators that might leak intelligence could not be used, so they could only adopt this crude and ancient method, and then Svetlana would upload it to the remote server alone for archiving.

However, at this critical moment,

A reckless young man suddenly rushed into the command room.

He bowed deeply to Svetlana and the adjutant and said apologetically:

"Sir,
Can I add a few more words to the letter just now? "

Svetlana looked into his eyes and finally nodded calmly:

"I'll give you thirty seconds."

The young man heard this,

Nodding repeatedly,

He said gratefully, "Sir, I'm so sorry, it won't take thirty seconds. Ten seconds will be enough."

Then,

On the back of the letter, which was slightly yellowed under the light, he wrote a few simple words with trembling hands:

[Dad, Mom, I'm sorry I can't tell you in person.

I love you all. 】

that's it,
He knelt on the ground and kowtowed slowly towards the location of his parents' home.

Then he stood up straight in a trembling state of fear, stood at attention with Svetlana, and saluted:
"Sir, Sergei requests to be rejoined."

"Go."

The Night Watch's branch chief looked at him and waved.

Then she slowly lit a cigarette, wondering what she was thinking of.

Just like this, Sergei slowly and resolutely ran towards the doomsday that might not be saved at all.

And he is not the only one like this.

But countless people,
Countless people are called 'Night Watchmen'.

They guard every dark night before the true dawn of the Age of Origin.

"Extinguishment operation, begin."

Svetlana waved her hand, and eighty percent of the mobilized night watchmen in the Moscow area went into action.

They were divided into several groups.

Attack from all directions.

Deep underground, the dim lights flickered and the damp and cold air was filled with tension and uneasiness.

But in the narrow tunnel, within a minute, the night watchmen engaged in a fierce battle with the enemy.

Even every confrontation was accompanied by the harsh sound of metal colliding and the surge of energy, filling the air with the smell of blood and death in an instant.

In this chaos and despair, Svetlana shuttled through the battlefield like a general.

She was wearing a black windbreaker and holding a revolver in her hand. Her eyes were cold and determined, like a ruthless god of death. Wherever she went, only corpses and ashes of artillery fire were left.

suddenly,

A Level 3 Transcendent wearing a black robe and holding a sharp blade appeared in front of her. He was tall and had a ferocious face, like a demon crawling out of hell:
"I didn't expect you guys to react.
but,

It's too late now, hahahahaha."

This twisted extraordinary being brandished the sharp blade in his hand and launched an extremely crazy attack on Svetlana.

But the female branch chief of the Night Watch was not afraid at all. She flashed and walked directly behind the man, with absolute murderous intent in her words:
"too slow."

Then, she thrust the revolver directly into the man's ear and pulled the trigger.

boom!
The bullet smashed the brain of the third-level extraordinary man like a sledgehammer, causing a hint of disbelief to flash in his eyes.

However, at the moment before his death, a twisted smile still appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"You can no longer stop the end of the world.
What are you?
Nothing can stop it!"

But Svetlana did not waver at all.

She knew very well:
In this battle, any retreat means actively welcoming death, which means that countless innocent lives will be threatened.

So she didn't have any answer.

They didn't even bother to check the identity of this third-level extraordinary being. Under her leadership, the morale of the Night Watchmen was greatly boosted. They fought bravely and kept advancing forward.

Finally, they broke through the enemy's defense line and reached the bottom level of the nuclear power plant.

However, the scene before them made them feel extremely desperate and unable to resist any longer:
The nuclear chain reaction has gone out of control, and the huge nuclear pollution, accompanied by dazzling light and scorching temperature, is raging like the fire of hell.

That is about to burn everything,

The terrifying power that devours all living things.
It is said that the most horrific world-class disaster known to human civilization is unfolding before our eyes.

Too,

Chernobyl is the "end of the world" that really happened in history.

A young night watchman, under the impact of strong nuclear radiation, has begun to feel his skin as if it is burned by fire.

He groaned in pain and even had the illusion that he wanted to scratch his protective suit frantically.

He wanted to rip his arm off!

At this moment, a companion pulled him back to the relatively safe yellow contaminated area.

The companion widened his eyes:
"You are crazy, stay sane, you must stay sane!"

"No... We, we are all going to die..."

however,
His companions ignored his nonsense:

"No! We won't die! We still have hope! The Minister is buying us time!"

Just at this moment, a familiar figure appeared in their sight.

That's Svetlana!
She was wearing a windbreaker and walked resolutely into the end area of nuclear pollution.

Her figure was looming in the light of nuclear radiation, like a warrior about to face doomsday.

"Everyone! Retreat!"

Svetlana's voice pierced through the chaos and noise, firm and powerful.
"Any closer would only result in meaningless sacrifice."

Her words seemed to be an order, causing all the night watchmen to stop what they were doing and step back.

"According to the plan, you have already controlled nearly 98% of the terrorists!"

Svetlana continued,
"The rest of the things can only be tried by me!"

As a pioneer who has personally experienced the Black Sea crisis, Svetlana is fully aware of the responsibilities and missions she is currently shouldering.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

at this time,

But countless distorted lights appeared around her.

That was because Svetlana's extraordinary power was constantly overloading, and only extraordinary people after the third level could further overload their own psychic properties:
[Abyss Lineage: Snow Blindness]

[Characteristics of the Abyss: Blind people buried in endless darkness].

(End of this chapter)