In the apocalypse, I hoarded goods and handed over my storage space to the government.

Meanwhile, in North Africa, the S-7 defense line.

Dust and smoke mingled together, whipped up by the gale into a murky curtain.

This is the forefront of the human coalition's advance.

Over the past two weeks, hundreds of thousands of mutated beasts that have traveled north from South Africa have merged with mutated sandworms emerging from the depths of the Sahara Desert, forming a mixed zombie horde exceeding one million in size.

Although the Great Xia used nuclear weapons for the first round of purges, the subsequent carpet bombing by fighter jet formations never stopped.

However, the remaining herds were still extremely large.

The coalition's defensive line was set up on the site of the abandoned Tripoli-Cairo railway line.

Trenches, barbed wire, and makeshift concrete bunkers stretched kilometer after kilometer to the east and west.

There is an automatic turret every 300 meters.

On the distant horizon, it was a dark, oppressive mass.

Those weren't dark clouds; they were a horde of mutated beasts gathering.

Within a visible area, countless black dots were wriggling and gathering.

Occasionally, a larger shadow would rise from the herd; that was a third-tier individual.

The air itself seemed to tremble.

The human alliance's defensive line is located here, jointly constructed by the surviving forces of Great Xia and Europa.

Su Ran stood next to a makeshift command tent behind the defensive line.

He leaned against the side panel of an armored personnel carrier, holding half a compressed biscuit in his hand, his gaze calmly fixed on the distant black tide.

Mo Yun sat next to him, repairing and painting several new scratches on the arm of the "Bone-Eating" mecha.

After more than ten days on the front lines, he had been transformed from an office-based "headquarters dispatcher" into a veteran.

"Brother Su." Mo Yun put down his repair tools and looked up.

"Just received an encrypted communication from headquarters."

He wiped the residue of repair paste off his hands, his expression serious.

"Large herds of beasts are approaching from at least three directions ahead of our battle lines."

Intelligence analysis suggests that the forwards are expected to collide head-on with us in about 6 hours.

A major battle is about to break out on my end.

"As expected."

Su Ran took a bite of the cookie, her eyes never leaving the distance.

"There are almost no survivors left in the south; now they're all crowding towards the north."

Su Ran looked down and took out her terminal.

A message pops up on the screen.

Sender: Bai Lu.

"News about Bai Lu?" Su Ran exclaimed in surprise.

The test is over. Professor Zhang has finally released them. I'm taking Little Grey to the front lines. Where are you?

Su Ran stared at the screen for two seconds.

The corners of his mouth lifted almost imperceptibly.

Being dragged to do experiments every day must be so stifling.

He tapped the screen rapidly to reply:

[North Africa, S-7 defense line. Coordinates sent to you. A million-strong beast horde is gathering here; perfect for your Warcraft army to practice on.]

The message has been sent.

The reply came in less than ten seconds.

[Okay. I'm heading to the Jiangcheng Mother Nest to assemble my Warcraft army. Once assembled, I'll proceed to the airspace near you.]

Then, another one appeared.

【wait for me. 】

Two words.

Brief and resolute.

Su Ran stared at those two words, paused for a moment, and then put the terminal back into her waistband.

He raised his head and looked at the rolling tide of beasts in the distance.

A sharp glint flashed in Su Ran's eyes.

The trump card that Da Xia had been holding onto for half a month was finally about to be revealed.

"Brother Su, is Bai Lu coming to the front lines?"

While repairing the mecha, Mo Yun asked without looking up.

"Hmm. They've even brought us reinforcements!"

Su Ran took a bite of the biscuit; it was a bit dry. She smiled and said, "Now's the show!"

……

At the same time, at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Bai Lu leaned back in a specially designed tactical chair, her eyes closed.

The white deer leaned against it, eyes closed, breathing long and steady, as if asleep.

However, she always retained a sliver of consciousness, anchored to the fourth-tier hellhound mother.

"White Deer Girl".

Liu Wenbo's hushed voice came from the side front.

"We will arrive in Jiangcheng airspace in twenty minutes. The life signals from the mother nest are very stable, and all thirty-seven Tier 3 individuals are on standby inside the nest."

The white deer didn't open its eyes, only humming in response.

Zhang Qian, that old man, locked her up for half a month; she had had enough of it long ago.

All she wanted to do right now was fly to North Africa, stand by Su Ran's side, and fight alongside him.

Shortly after, the pilot's voice came through the communication channel.

"We are expected to arrive over the Jiangcheng mother nest in five minutes. Ground guidance is in place. Prepare to descend."

Bai Lu then opened her eyes, her gaze cold and clear.

She unbuckled her seatbelt, walked to the porthole, and looked down.

Centered on the Jin Mao Tower, the buildings within a five-kilometer radius have been completely bulldozed by the engineering troops.

Instead, three ring-shaped reinforced concrete defense lines, each ten meters thick, surround the mother nest in the center.

Looking outwards, several newly repaired and opened heavy railway lines stretch into the distance.

A heavy-haul freight train, stretching for several kilometers, is slowly entering the heart of Wuhan.

Inside the open-top carriages, piles of corpses of zombies and mutated beasts cleared from the front lines were stacked high!

This is the foundation of the Great Xia Dynasty: sustaining itself through war!

Bai Lu withdrew her gaze, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.

She turned her head and spoke calmly to Liu Wenbo.

"Help me get ready."

"clear!"

Liu Wenbo immediately jumped up from his seat and rushed to the control panel.

"Connect to the ground communication channel and retrieve the real-time status of the mother nest..."

The transport plane began its slow descent, aligning itself with the temporary helipad.

"Prepare for landing."

The pilot's voice came through the communications channel.

The cargo door slowly opened.

The white deer reached out and patted the enormous beast's front leg.

"Little Grey, be good, don't scare the ground staff," she whispered.

The giant beast shook its head, as if it understood.

But the moment the hatch opened and the fourth-order mothership was revealed, everyone involuntarily held their breath.

Even though they were mentally prepared, their hands still trembled slightly when facing this terrifying behemoth that was beyond human comprehension.

Bai Lu was the first to step off the springboard.

The military boots made a crisp crunching sound as they stepped on the icy ground.

Around the platform, soldiers from the Great Xia, dressed in heavy winter clothing, quickly gathered and saluted.

"White Deer Girl!"

Bai Lu nodded in return, her gaze sweeping over the surroundings.

The soldiers' eyes held awe, but deeper within, there was a suppressed excitement.

They knew what was about to happen; the Great Xia was finally about to reveal its trump card!

"The handover process begins."

Liu Wenbo jogged a few steps forward and said to one of the officers leading the team.

"Next, Miss White Deer will complete the assembly of the third-tier individuals, which will then be transported to the designated area."

The officer thumped his chest, stepped aside to make way, and said, "Everything is ready, we've been waiting for you!"

The group quickly entered the ground floor passage of the Jin Mao Tower.

The metal door to the core embryo room slid open silently.

A rich aroma of flesh and blood mixed with high concentrations of energy wafted over.

Thirty-seven third-tier hellhounds were already lying prone here.

They are all a size larger than ordinary second-tier animals, with the smallest being four meters long.

Jet-black fur, intertwined bone spurs, and scarlet eyes.

At this moment, they all lowered their heads, emitting low, uniform whimpers from their throats.

Bai Lu walked to the front of the formation and quietly looked at the troops in front of her.

Deep within his consciousness, the spiritual thread connecting him to the fourth-order mother body vibrated gently.

The command traveled along the silk threads to the mother's sea of ​​consciousness, and then, through the mother's nest network, instantly spread to the brains of every third-order hellhound.

"Everyone stand up."

Bai Lu's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable queenly aura.

The next second, thirty-seven Tier 3 Hellhounds stood up one after another!

Thirty-seven enormous black figures rose simultaneously, their aura causing Liu Wenbo and several soldiers to turn pale and instinctively take a half-step back.

"Maintain formation and enter the corridor one by one."

Bai Lu slightly raised her chin, her eyes cold and clear, and said, "Everyone, proceed to the assembly area."

The instruction has been issued.

The leading third-tier hellhound took the first step, let out a low growl, and turned to walk towards the entrance of the passage.

The queue behind followed closely behind, filing out one after another.

There was no shouting, no chaos.

Although it doesn't look neat, it has the advantage of being orderly.

The first Tier 3 magical beast legion of the Great Xia Dynasty has officially set out!