"Old Deng, what's up?"
Hearing the door open, the clones all turned their heads to look.
This left Nangong Xingye somewhat at a loss.
"Um... we're about to leave."
One of the clones who was playing Dou Dizhu (a card game) stood up and said, "Wait, I'll go call our boss."
A moment later, Qin Ze emerged with Brother Devour and the Dharma King.
Nangong Xingye said, "Everything is ready."
Qin Ze nodded and greeted his clones.
"They're gone."
The clone put down what it was holding and followed Qin Ze out the door without looking back.
Nangong Xingye looked on with envy.
He also wanted to have such a group of loyal subordinates.
Nangong Xingye believes that Qin Ze's innate ability is a large space that he can carry with him.
These subordinates usually stay in the space, only showing themselves at crucial moments.
Nangong Xingye had seen similar abilities before, but none were as exaggerated as Qin Ze's, who could fit so many people into his space.
A subway train, pieced together from several open-top carriages, was parked on the tracks.
More than a hundred fully armed warriors are bidding a tearful farewell to their loved ones.
Soft sobs could be heard everywhere, and the atmosphere was extremely somber.
Suddenly, a large group of people wearing various animal masks and uniform black and white outfits appeared on the platform.
These people all looked nonchalant and occasionally commented on their surroundings.
"Wow, a steam locomotive! This thing must have come from a museum."
"So boring, when are we leaving?"
"When we launch the nuclear missile later, could I personally press the launch button?"
"Dream on."
Why are they crying?
"Probably because he's going to die soon."
"Speechless. So what if you die? What's there to cry about?"
"..."
The martial artists and their families, who were reluctantly saying goodbye, were stunned by the clone's incredible words.
They had never seen such a fearless and ruthless person.
Even Nangong Xingye and his adjutant couldn't help but feel admiration.
"No wonder the commander is so determined to win."
"These people are even more terrifying than suicide squads."
Nangong Xingye said calmly, "The origins of this group are somewhat mysterious, but that's no longer important."
"Once we take control of the missile silos, we'll have plenty of time to investigate."
Nangong Xingye looked around. "Where's Xiao An?"
Xiao An, the guy with glasses, was eaten by Brother Devour after reporting back to Nangong Xingye last night.
The adjutant replied, "I don't know where he went. I haven't seen him since early this morning. He's probably scared."
Nangong Xingye frowned. "He's really disgraced the Nangong Family. I'll settle the score with him when I get back."
The time had come, Nangong Xingye approached the group of martial artists to begin his pre-battle mobilization.
"Forty years, we've lived in this dark and dreary subway for a full forty years."
"Over the past forty years, we have revived the martial arts tradition, trained more than a hundred martial artists, and finally gained the strength to stand firm once again."
"Although we are still very small in the face of the endless Mutated Ones are like swarms of ants."
"But a single spark can start a prairie fire; let us be that first spark today!"
"Today we return to the surface and declare war on the Mutated Ones!"
"I know many may fall, but those who follow will build upon your legacy and carry on your legacy!"
"You will be heroes of the new world, forever immortal!"
The martial artists were filled with high morale.
"War!"
"War!"
"War!"
The Dharma King turned to Qin Ze: "Speaking of which, should we also have a pre-battle pep talk?"
Qin Ze thought for a moment and said in the Local Area Network, "Work hard and try to get me Land Rover as soon as possible."
"Damn!" × 99.
"Get on the vehicle!"
At Nangong Xingye's command, everyone boarded the carriage.
The Dharma King and Brother Devour, along with their clones, sat in the back carriage.
Qin Ze and Nangong Xingye were positioned at the front of the car.
Nangong Xingye said in a deep voice, "I'll take care of the two advanced Mutated Ones. You guys clean up the rest of the grunts."
"Aim to end the battle within twenty minutes."
"After dealing with the two advanced Mutated Ones, I will immediately enter the missile silo and launch a nuclear missile."
Qin Ze nodded. "No problem."
Fifteen minutes later, the subway came to a stop.
"Get off!"
This is the nearest exit.
"Only two kilometers left to the launch silo."
The group of over two hundred people slowly left the subway station.
The clones didn't react.
The martial artists were all moved to tears.
Some people even knelt down and kissed the ground repeatedly.
These people were born and raised in the subway; this is the first time they've seen the sun.
Qin Ze looked up at the sky.
"The performance is about to start, Fatty, don't be late!"
One exit of Shelter No. 10.
The ground was covered with the corpses of the Mutated Ones.
Yao Yuan flicked his wrist and sheathed his longsword.
"Did you feel it?"
" The Troupe Leader the Maka Race asked from the side."
Yao Yuan nodded. "No doubt about it, the key's guidance is getting stronger and stronger."
The Troupe Leader of the Maka Race frowned slightly. "Besides us, there is another key."
Yao Yuan's lips curled into a smile, "Looks like someone's already gotten there before us."
Troupe Leader: " The Fairness Society?"
Yao Yuan said calmly, "Who knows?"
"But we need to speed things up."
"If you slow down any further, you won't even get to drink the soup."
The two men, their blood surging, fled rapidly into the distance.
Moments later, ripples spread across the space where Yao Yuan and the Troupe Leader had disappeared.
Fishes and Ram appear.
Fishes looked at the blue crystal ball in Ram' hand with great curiosity.
What is this?
"They can completely become invisible, erasing all traces of us."
Ram glanced at Fishes and scoffed, "This was given to me by Lion. It's called the Source of the World; you wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you."
Fishes was seething with resentment.
How can I understand if you don't tell me?
His previous mission failed, which meant he was only a deputy this time.
I was seething with anger the whole way, but I had to suppress it.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!"
Ram looked excited.
He had a premonition.
Today, Ram is going to make a big contribution.
Seeing the frantic Ram, Fishes glared at them and quickly followed.
Qin Ze and Nangong stood on a hillside.
The main force was hidden in the depression behind.
Not far down the mountain is a small military base.
The missile silo is located in the center of the base.
More than a hundred Mutated Ones are entrenched in the base.
Two large, yellowish-brown bats hung upside down on the water tower, motionless.
Qin Ze turned his head and looked in another direction.
He sensed two familiar fluctuations.
It's a key.
Qin Ze was startled.
Is your own key not unique?
At the hotel banquet, his words truly came true.
The alien race actually possessed a key?
"What's wrong?"
Nangong noticed Qin Ze's unusual behavior.
Qin Ze shook his head. "When do we attack?"
Nangong looked at the military base. "Wait a little longer."
Suddenly, a large group of Mutated Ones surged down the opposite hillside.
They held different steel bars in their hands, looking as if they were ready to die.
Nangong Xingye explained, "The clan chief heard that we were going to attack the Mutated Ones, so he specially provided us with support."
Qin Ze smiled enigmatically, "The person who came up with the idea of having them stationed at the subway entrance is truly a genius."
"They're usually there to guard the house, but they can also be used as cannon fodder in critical moments."
Nangong's lips twitched stiffly a few times.
Down the mountain, the group of Half-Mutated Ones had already stormed into the base.