The End of the Earth

"What about them? And the other prisoners in this giant building?"

Xiang San raised his eyebrows and gestured to Wang Yu to look at the sky in the distance.

He followed Xiang San's gaze and saw several black spots in the distance growing bigger and bigger. They were planes of the Serbian military.

"You contacted me?"

“Of course, this is their territory. I offered to help them solve the biggest hidden danger, and they just need to clean up the mess.

They are sure to make money and not lose money. The military will properly handle them if they are captured. You don't have to worry."

Wang Yu asked curiously, "Who is Mr. Xiang?"

Suddenly, gunshots were heard behind Xiang San. Under Wang Yu's gaze, Xiang San pulled out the revolver from his waist at an astonishing speed. After two loud bangs, the sniper hiding behind a layer of equipment fell down.

Wang Yu looked around and felt relieved when he saw that no one was injured.

Xiang San turned the revolver a few times in his hand and put it back into the holster, looking like a battle-hardened western cowboy.

"Like you, a surviving human."

A transport plane descended vertically, and its powerful cushioning thrusters suddenly increased force to blow away the rubble and debris on the ground. The transport plane then landed smoothly, showing that the pilot's skills were very proficient.

The first to get off the plane were two teams of fully armed soldiers, holding new electromagnetic rifles. Xiang San identified that their equipment was domestically developed, although some of the technology was donated by other countries.

As for why he knew so clearly, before preparing to rescue Wang Yu, Xiang San contacted the Serbian military and instinctively took a look at their backend database.

After searching and checking the surroundings and reporting safety, these fully armed soldiers began to carry out safety operations at surrounding commanding heights, intersections, drone patrols and other conventional tactical points.

Then another group of people got off the plane. Several strong soldiers and two men who looked like generals walked towards Xiang San and his group.

"Are you Xiang San?"

"Yes, General Marco, Terry is no longer alive, and your greatest threat has been eliminated.

There are still several hundred remaining armed forces in this building. I believe your country's combat capabilities should have no problem taking down these small fry, right?"

Marco smiled slightly. He didn't mind the provocation in Xiang San's words.

"Of course, but this strange building appeared here with a white flash and crushed several commercial buildings. After Terry and his men moved in, our military also attempted a long-range attack, but unfortunately failed to effectively destroy the building.

I wonder if there are any other dangers inside this building."

"General Marco is truly cautious. Don't worry, I've already opened all the stone doors inside.

I have also connected the internal footage to your combat command system. You and your soldiers can clearly see every move of the armed personnel inside the building."

Marco was stunned at first, but quickly recovered and ordered the team to attack.

They were all cleared out in half an hour. The Serbian military's special assault team, which had a clear understanding of everything inside the building, advanced all the way as if they had opened their third eyes, killing those who should be killed, capturing those who should be captured, and rescuing those who should be rescued.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Xiang.

One more thing, the ownership of the TR armor."

Xiang San stretched out his hand to signal Marco that he didn't need to say anything more.

“The TR armor originally belonged to your Serbian military. We used it for self-protection and can return it to you.

I have no other requests, just deal with these prisoners. Most of them are from your Serbia, and there are also many from your military. I will take my friends away from here."

Marco was speechless for a moment. This time they did nothing and almost just sat back and reaped the benefits.

"Mr. Xiang, thank you very much for your help to our country. If you have any other requests, we will do our best to meet your needs."

“No need~

Try your best to survive.

By the way, there is something that may happen... I want to show you something."

Xiang San turned on the terminal on his wrist, and a cross sword was projected on it. Marco looked at the evil pupils on the hilt and felt a little uncomfortable.

"An ancient sword with a very cult-like style. Is this the sword Mr. Xiang is looking for?"

"To be honest, this is one of my swords. I lost it a long time ago. Can you help me ask your subordinates if they have any information about this sword?"

Marco used the terminal to receive the pictures sent to him by Xiang San, and he circulated them to various departments through the combat command system.

"It may take a while. My people will need some time to deal with the scene."

Xiang San nodded and began to stroll back and forth casually. The refreshing night breeze and the drones carrying lighting equipment cruising back and forth in the night sky seemed to announce the end of this incident.

Marco, his assistant and the guards seemed to be interested in the motionless Black Crystal Dragon Armor not far away, and pointed and talked about it.

Xiang San smiled knowingly upon seeing this: "General Marco seems to be very interested in my armor."

Marco carefully examined the Black Crystal Dragon Armor and said slowly, "A soldier's best helpers are armor and guns. Mr. Xiang was able to travel across the countries alone, relying on the power of armor, right?"

"I'm curious. Although Terry is powerful, he and his followers only number a few thousand. Is there really nothing your military can do?"

Marco's assistant sighed and said, "Mr. Xiang, since you're not from this country, you naturally don't know. After the White Flash incident, our country's political situation was turbulent, and we finally managed to stabilize people's hearts and withdraw the army.

Those things showed up.

In order to resist the evil life forms, not only the military, but also some people who have gained magical powers have begun to voluntarily join the army to protect the people.

By now, we have suffered heavy casualties. Even though the Joint Oversight declared Operation Skycone a resounding success, the abominable lifeforms were still able to launch a massive attack on our northern defenses.

Terry and his gang sneaked into our country because they saw this opportunity. For the sake of the smooth operation of the front line, we cannot allocate firepower to eliminate these scum in one fell swoop.

The decline of national strength is inevitable.”

Marco did not say anything, seemingly acquiescing to the facts stated by his assistant.

"So, the evil life forms can actually organize a large-scale attack on your border?"

"Yes, but they are certainly not as ferocious as before. In the past, these beasts would charge non-stop for more than ten days when they got angry.

It seems that they are really not as good as before, and when their numbers are small enough, they will actually run away. Will evil life forms escape? Hehe~

It’s hilarious.”

After a long time, it seemed that no one in the Serbian leadership had seen Xiang San's sword, and there was probably no news about this sword in the area.

Marco said with a smile, took out a pack of shriveled cigarette boxes from his arms, took out a cigarette that didn't look very good and handed it to Xiang San. The latter shook his head, took out his own cigarette box, took out a cigarette and handed it to Marco.

"Try mine. It's from the Elven Kingdom, made with newly cultivated tobacco. It's strong and soothing, without hurting your lungs."

Marco took the cigarette curiously and put it to his nose to sniff. It was indeed intoxicating. He quickly put it in his mouth and fumbled around on his body for something to light it.

"Damn, no fire."

Marco's assistant coughed to signal him not to be so rude.

Xiang San took out a metal lighter, lit his cigarette and threw it to Marco.

Marco also lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and smiled with satisfaction.

He threw the lighter back to Xiang San, but the lighter stopped in mid-air. Marco and his men looked at this scene in surprise.

"Here's the lighter for you. It should be no problem to borrow a light from you next time."

The lighter slowly floated back in front of Marco. He took the lighter with his hand and looked at Xiang San thoughtfully.

"Mr. Xiang, is he a fusion? Or a superhuman?"

"I am human..."

Marco smoked a cigarette and nodded, not quite understanding what Xiang San said.

"Report! General! The battlefield has been cleaned up!"

Without any unnecessary greetings, Marco took his men on a transport plane and left. Other planes circling in the air took turns to receive personnel and available supplies from the battlefield.

The random technicians also drove away the humanoid armor.

The TR humanoid armor is three stories high and is considered a giant in this ruin.

Xiang San looked at it from afar. It looked like a surviving human being. Every step was taken with firm belief. It stepped firmly on the ruins and looked so majestic under the starlight.

"We're going to survive, right?"

“To be alive is to be victorious.”

Wang Yu looked at the man in front of him thoughtfully and murmured:

"To be alive is to win..."

Suddenly Wang Yu remembered something and exclaimed, "That's not right! How can we leave?"

No cars! No planes! No humanoid armor!

We've already asked them to give me a ride!"

Xiang San turned his head and gave Wang Yu a cold look, glancing behind him.

The latter turned his head and suddenly realized.