Mobile City Farming Guide

Chapter 185 "The Rumbling" (4K)

Every year, a global organization dedicated to humankind creates a batch of Level 0.5 mobile cities and selects a group of people from the wasteland to become lords.

These lords need to collect resources in the wasteland and slowly build their level 0.5 cities into level 1 cities.

This has two advantages.

First, building a level 0.5 city requires very few crystals and iron ore, but the configuration is still quite complete. As long as enough resources are collected, it can be upgraded to a level 1 city.

Secondly, it has effectively maintained the ecosystem of human-made mobile cities in the wasteland.

“If that’s the case, why not just build a Level 1 mobile city and send it out?” Zhou Xing asked.

Albert shook his head after hearing this and explained why.

The cost of a level 1 mobile city is higher than that of a level 0.5 mobile city, and according to the survey, many lords do not pay much attention to them because level 1 cities are too easy to obtain.

Instead of doing that, it would be better to give them a level 0.5 mobile city and let them upgrade on their own first. That way, they will cherish their city more.

"You've really put your heart into this," Li Ye said sincerely.

Now he finally understood why there were so many mobile cities in the wasteland.

After pondering for a moment, Li Ye informed Albert of some information.

“Bishop Albert, there are several ancient human refuges in the Old Civilization Zone. With the capabilities of the Apocalypse Church, they should be able to find them, right?” he asked hesitantly.

"An old-fashioned human refuge?" Albert asked in surprise. "How did you know this information?"

In response, Li Ye pulled out a series of pre-prepared excuses and managed to get away with it.

Seeing Albert nod hesitantly, he couldn't help but silently wipe the sweat from his forehead.

While it is easy to obtain intelligence through the system, it is difficult to share that intelligence and gain the trust of the other party.

“Understood. I will report to my superiors in Nanliuzhou and have them organize an operation to search the old civilization area,” Albert said.

Just then, an alarm sounded from the Great Wall.

A combat deacon rushed over and told everyone some news.

The giants of the old civilization have crossed the mountains and arrived at the junkyard.

Based on their movement trajectory, it is estimated that they will eventually reach the A9 checkpoint and launch an attack.

This intelligence was discovered by reconnaissance aircraft at the front lines.

This group of giants numbered approximately 5.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions turned serious.

After all, they had fought against giants in the ruins of the city, and just 100 giants controlled by the Commander Titan were already a huge problem.

Now, the population is 500 times larger, and they are all intelligent and come in all sorts of forms.

“Even so, it will take the giants at least two or three days to cross the junkyard,” Zhou Xing scratched his head. “Before that, we can make sufficient preparations.”

The combat deacon shook his head.

"I'm afraid we only have less than 8 hours left."

The reason is simple: giants move at full speed.

They possess extraordinary physical abilities, practically perpetual motion machines. They run forward almost day and night without stopping.

Their massive size causes wear and tear on their muscles and knees, but their powerful self-healing abilities gradually repair them.

According to reconnaissance aircraft, the giants traveled at speeds of 80-100 kilometers per hour.

If they maintain a running pace throughout the entire journey, they can travel 1920-2400 kilometers in a single day.

Even Albert felt the pressure.

"This time we really have to give it our all," he sighed.

Scrap yard.

The horizon is trembling.

At first, it seemed to be just a low murmur in the wind.

Gradually, it became like a thunderstorm brewing in the distance.

Finally, the sound turned into a roar, the earth began to crack, and mountains of garbage, large and small, jumped up with the tremors before crashing back down to the ground.

Countless enormous figures then appeared in the distance.

More than 50,000 giants crossed the mountains, crushing the region like an avalanche.

The giants have only one goal.

Advance, then destroy everything.

Each step they took felt like a meteorite striking the ground; the filthy earth caved in beneath their feet, and dust billowed up like a tsunami, obscuring half the sky. Their breath turned into scalding mist, condensing into clouds.

More than 50,000 giants, without needing to do anything, could destroy everything simply by their momentum of a concentrated charge.

Everything in the junkyard was reduced to dust in their charge.

The rusty, abandoned vehicle was kicked away, twisting and disintegrating in mid-air.

The mountains of garbage, large and small, were completely flattened.

The survivors' shacks and towns were completely destroyed.

As the giants traversed a city-state, numerous cracks appeared in the buildings as they relentlessly rammed into them, eventually causing them to collapse with a deafening roar.

Several reconnaissance planes roared overhead.

Many of the running giants looked up at them, their eyes showing a wary expression.

A dozen minutes later, dozens of silver cracks suddenly appeared on the distant horizon.

The fighter jets pierced the clouds at speeds up to Mach 1, passing over the giants' heads.

The moment the bomb bay opened, countless bombs rained down like a storm.

The moment they landed, a series of exploding wreaths bloomed among the giants.

The shockwave blasted the bodies of many giants to pieces.

Many giants had their heads blown off, and their headless bodies, propelled by inertia and their running posture, crashed to the ground.

The fighter jets then swooped in, their cannons under the wings spinning and firing, the streams of ammunition spitting out like crimson whips sweeping towards the giants.

Heads, necks, arms, abdomens, thighs—countless giant bodies were covered in violent bursts of blood.

The fighter jets continued fighting, their bomb bays opened, and dozens of air-to-ground missiles swept across the battlefield at supersonic speeds, briefly climbing before landing and exploding with a bang.

Finally, they dropped fuel-air bombs into the crowd of giants.

For a fleeting moment, the whole world seemed to turn pure white.

The air was instantly heated to 2500°C. The moisture on the giants' bodies at the center of the explosion instantly vaporized. Their skin curled and peeled off like parchment that had been suddenly dried, exposing the muscle tissue which burned and boiled, emitting white smoke.

Countless giants were transformed into convulsing, living mountains of flesh in the intense heat, their bodies engulfed in billowing flames.

Inside the fighter jet cockpit, the pilots looked solemn.

This round of saturation bombardment by the battle group undoubtedly caused enormous casualties to the giants, and it is estimated that more than a thousand giants were destroyed.

However, the fighter squadron's ammunition was almost exhausted.

Some fighter jets are conducting their final bombing runs.

For 50,000 giants, this damage is not much at all.

Now, the giants have begun to disperse and move in groups of thirty or forty.

"Everyone, return to the Great Wall immediately to replenish ammunition!" the captain ordered. "Before the giants reach the A9 pass, reduce their numbers as much as possible through bombing!"

A pilot's terrified voice came through the communication channel.

"Everyone, climb up immediately! The enemy is attacking!" The next second, the giants launched a counterattack.

Thousands of giants crushed the rubble they had brought with them and hurled it at the group of fighter jets overhead!

Several pilots who were preparing to dive and drop bombs suddenly found themselves shrouded in countless shadows.

They quickly carried out a series of evasion maneuvers.

The fighter jet's exhaust nozzles emitted a piercing shriek, the throttle valve was pushed into afterburner mode, and the fighter jet climbed rapidly at a near-vertical angle.

The screens in front of the pilots were flashing with a dense array of red warnings.

Thousands upon thousands of boulders were hurtling toward them from different angles.

Each one was marked as a deadly threat by the fire control system!

The first shovels grazed the wings of the fighter jets, creating air turbulence that caused the aircraft to shake violently. The pilots jerked on the control stick, pulling their nearly out-of-control aircraft into an almost impossible "Cobra" maneuver!
But soon more debris came hurtling towards them, damaging multiple parts of the fighter jets, which eventually shattered like fragile sugar cubes.

The alarm blared throughout the cockpit.

"Hydraulic system failure, flight control system about to malfunction"

The pilots instantly felt the control stick become as heavy as lead.

They shook their heads and pulled the ejection handle.

The ejection seats' rocket boosters ignited with a roar, sending them, along with the entire cockpit canopy, soaring into the sky.

As the fuse for the seat separation detonated precisely on time, the parachute deployed high in the sky.

Their fighter jets were shattered by the rain of gravel, and with their last bit of momentum and speed, they crashed to the ground and exploded.

These pilots did not escape their fate, as the giants once again pulled out fragments of city buildings from their pockets and crushed them into rubble.

Watching his comrades' bodies explode one after another in the rain of rubble, turning into clouds of blood mist, the captain slammed his fist into the cockpit.

"Damn beast!"

Because he and his companions did not dive-bomb, they were able to quickly climb to high altitude and escape the attack.

In his indignation, the captain suddenly realized something was wrong.

Accompanied by strong winds, hundreds of huge figures swept past overhead.

".what is that?"

After a brief moment of shock, the captain came to his senses and suddenly roared.

"Everyone, scatter immediately and begin to take cover!"

These enormous figures were none other than winged giants that could fly!

They have no arms, but instead enormous wings with a wingspan of an astonishing 80 meters. Their legs are exactly like those of birds, and they even have sharp claws.

When they soar through the air with their arms outstretched, the shadows they cast can plunge an entire town into darkness.

Most deadly of all, the winged giants also possess the ability to manipulate air currents at high altitudes.

They were extremely fast and had exceptional reflexes, hunting down fighter jets high in the sky.

Under the influence of the airflow, one fighter jet after another immediately lost control and was destroyed by the winged giants wielding their sharp claws.

Upon receiving intelligence from the fighter squadron at the front, the commanders of the Great Wall looked grave.

Therefore, it seems that the tactic of reducing the number of giants by using fighter groups is gradually becoming ineffective.

It's not just the A9 pass where Liye is located; many other passes along the Great Wall are about to face an attack from tens of thousands of giants.

Some even cost hundreds of thousands.

Most of the dozen or so regions in the western part of Nanliuzhou have already been invaded by giants.

The monster civilization has begun to wage war against the giants.

Half of this continent has descended into extreme chaos.

Several hours later, at the A9 checkpoint.

The garrison at the pass has entered a state of high combat readiness.

Urban landmines, steel bramble belts, rotating sawtooth steel piles, and the laying of fuel-air explosives.
Through the efforts of several Level 3 engineering cities, three composite defense lines were thus formed.

And wandering within the defensive line are fifty or sixty level 1 mobile cities.

They are all equipped with Tier 3 city armor, Tier 3 artillery, Tier 3 autocannons and heavy machine guns, as well as Tier 3 power engines and tire tracks.

The main types are assault and defense.

The purpose of these mobile cities is to move and fire from one position to eliminate the enemy as much as possible.

Furthermore, the garrison at the pass also deployed a large number of tank battle groups on the ground, as well as slowly roaming mechanical colossus guards.

The sky was filled with a vast array of fighter jets and bombers.

Everyone understood that facing over 50,000 giants, these ground troops were basically doomed.

Their role was to weaken the giants' momentum as much as possible, thereby preserving the Great Wall.

Once this continental fortification falls, humanity will completely lose its foothold in Southern Liuzhou.

Everyone looked tense.

Time passes minute by minute.

Gradually, the ground began to tremble slightly.

A slightly undulating black line suddenly appeared on the distant horizon.

It resembles the outline of a range of mountains, or the low-hanging clouds before a storm.

As the black line drew closer, the tremors on the ground intensified.

In the end, everyone saw what happened.

More than 50,000 running giants, like a moving mountain range, slowly rose from the horizon.

With each step they took, the ground cracked like thin ice, raising clouds of dust that blotted out the sky.

The air was filled with billowing white smoke, the smell of the giants' body heat and sweat evaporating from their long runs.

The white mist exhaled by more than 50,000 giants even faintly obscured the sky.

Inside the command center at the A9 checkpoint, the commanders from the three major organizations were in a state of utter chaos.

A few hours earlier, they had urgently contacted their superiors.

The message was simple: request to use the nuclear bombs deployed in the Great Wall to bombard the giants.

But this time, whether it was the Apocalypse Church, the Titan Throne, or the Iron Brotherhood, they all issued the same order.

In response to the expansion of the giant civilization, the Silence Protocol will be reinstated.

Human forces in Southern Ryukyu must limit their weapons against the giants to level 3 or lower.

"What exactly are our superiors thinking?"

A commander angrily slammed his fist on the table, causing the map on it to jump.

"How can we defend the Great Wall without using level 4 items? Don't they want this continent-level fortification anymore?"

Others were also indignant.

But what no one noticed was...
In the waters near the western part of Nanliuzhou, several nuclear submarines of a level 4 monster civilization slowly surfaced.

Their missiles were all ready and aimed at the hordes of giants advancing toward the monster-controlled territory.

A few minutes later, these nuclear submarines appeared to receive orders from their superiors, abandoned their aiming and firing, and returned to the sea.

The sea returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)