Chapter Fifty-Eight: Six Blades Against the Beasts, Clearing Disaster from the Sea of Sand (Part One)

Zhou Cong blankly accepted the cigarette marked "City of Night." Supposedly, cigarettes of this brand could simulate part of the physical sensations provided by a virtual-experience machine. The flavor was like a gynoid maid giving you a tongue massage.

He wrestled with it for a moment before speaking:

"You're not one of us, so this vehicle—"

"One of you? Where are you from?"

"Former Mechanical Legion Major Zhou Cong, on behalf of all my comrades, thank you for your help!"

Zhou Cong wasn't an oblivious fool who couldn't read the situation. He quickly abandoned his doubts. No matter what, this man had saved the lives of his entire squad.

"Former Mechanical Legion personnel? You came from the front line?"

Highgong became interested. As far as he knew, to resist the beast tide, the Security Corps had once waved money around and recruited elite special forces from within the Mechanical Legion, using them to conduct large-scale flanking operations alongside the mechanical defense line.

He was quite interested in the situation at the front.

After all, any stir on the front line would become a storm by the time it reached the central oasis.

"The front line." Zhou Cong smiled bitterly and shook his head. "The front line is almost unable to hold. At least, the Iron Eagle Assault Team I served in was crushed by the beast tide. We stragglers fled all the way here."

Highgong gave a dry laugh. "Then you really came at the wrong time. There happens to be a beast tide here too."

The other assault-team members' expressions changed drastically. However, they were much more disciplined than the common soldiers and merely kept signaling to the major with their eyes.

"No matter what, please tell me where the nearest oasis is. In exchange, I'll share the legion's