The sudden change made Mo Yu's nerves tense instantly.

Hearing Wang Long's call, Mo Yu immediately turned around and shouted to the area where the row of tents were set up:

"Everyone prepare for battle!"

For a moment, the underground square was in chaos. The soldiers who were taking a break quickly put on their equipment and walked out of the tents one after another, looking nervous.

At this time, Mo Yu turned around and came to Wang Long in front of the metal passage and asked:

"Brother Long, what's the situation?"

"The black wind field suddenly expanded, and it should cover this area. We hide underground and don't go out for the time being. You try to contact support first."

When saying this, Wang Long's expression was serious, and he didn't have the usual playful attitude. After

listening to Wang Long's explanation, Mo Yu's expression became solemn.

The sudden expansion of the field is not common on the front battlefield, but it occasionally occurs.

This is also the main reason why the construction team chose to build a temporary research station underground, so that even if the surrounding field suddenly expands, there will be a buffer time.

The expansion of the field is generally dominated by the controlling forces in the field who want to expand their sphere of influence, or go to war with other surrounding field forces and want to plunder the resources of other forces.

Without much emotion, Mo Yu immediately picked up the communicator hanging on his waist, adjusted the channel and said:

"Xiao Kong, try to establish contact with the supply area and seek support."

After a brief silence, Yan Kong's voice came from the other end:

"We are in contact, but it seems that the underground square where we are is covered by the black wind field. The signal transmission is very weak, but it should not be a problem to contact."

"Try to contact first, and give me feedback after the contact is successful."

"Okay."

After ending the call, Mo Yu turned his head to look at Wang Long, and then slowly drew out the purple battle blade hanging on his back.

It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous at this time.

But the nervousness did not affect Mo Yu's mentality. This was not the first time he encountered a similar crisis.

Moreover, he was underground at this time, and the probability of being discovered was very low.

Even if he was discovered, as long as he guarded the metal channel, there would be no problem. Unless the forces controlling the black wind field dug several channels by digging, they would have an absolute terrain advantage.

In the anxious waiting, all the soldiers looked solemn, looking at the metal channel in the distance and ready to fight.

In the silence, Mo Yu could even hear the heavy breathing of the soldiers around him.

At this time, the soil layer in the sky was shaking, and dust was falling down through the cracks in the ceiling. It seemed that thousands of beasts were galloping above.

A sense of oppression came over me.

"Damn, I haven't married yet, so I shouldn't die, right?"

At this time, a new soldier with a young face swallowed his saliva and said nervously.

"Earthworm, shut up, I haven't married yet, and your hair hasn't even grown out yet, what's the hurry?" Hearing this, Wang Long couldn't help but turn around and cursed.

Everyone heard it and laughed, and the oppressive atmosphere was relieved at this time.

"Brother Long, I have a sister, do you want me to introduce her to you?"

"Brother Long, I have a younger sister, what do you think?"

"Brother Long, my old mother is 55 years old, single and retired, what do you think..."

...

Hearing the jokes of the crowd, Wang Long couldn't help cursing, and then roared:

"Shut up, those who want to introduce sisters and younger sisters, wait until we get through this crisis, now cheer up."

Wang Long turned around and looked at the metal passage, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Raising the red battle axe, Wang Long's aura changed in an instant, like a hungry tiger, lying dormant waiting for its prey to appear, and then roaring and attacking.

Time passed in the waiting, and no accident happened.

But everyone dared not slack off, because the crisis could occur at any time, and it would be too late to react by then.

Five hours later.

The tense people were still gathered in front of the metal passage.

At this time, Mo Yu's portable communicator flashed, and after the buzzing sound, Yan Kong's voice came:

"Brother Yu, I have contacted the supply area and reported the situation here. The office said that it will investigate the situation in the Black Wind Field as soon as possible and then formulate a support plan."

"Well, you keep in touch with the supply area and report any situation at any time."

"Understood."

After hanging up the communication, Mo Yu was about to finish speaking, but he saw Wang Long standing in front of him suddenly turned his head and looked at him:

"Feather, it's not a good idea for us to wait here all the time. You divide the battle group into two groups, one group rotates every 12 hours. You take one group of brothers to rest first, so that even if there is an emergency, we can respond quickly."

Mo Yu did not refuse Wang Long's proposal and nodded immediately.

As Wang Long said, only by taking turns to rest can we maintain sufficient energy.

He turned around at this time and began to group the soldiers present according to Wang Long's instructions.

Among them, the soldiers who were on duty just now were assigned to the second group and began to rest first.

...

A week later.

Mo Yu, who was wearing combat uniform, opened his eyes and looked up at the clock on the desk. He immediately bent down and stood up, deciding to go and exchange with Wang Long.

Without taking off his combat uniform, he reached out and picked up the purple battle blade placed beside the bed and walked out of the tent.

After the flute was played, the soldiers of the second group walked out of the tent and began to assemble. Then, under the leadership of Mo Yu, they walked towards the metal passage.

After the exchange was completed, Mo Yu called Wang Long, who was about to go back to rest, and called him aside.

"What's wrong?"

Facing Wang Long's inquiry, Mo Yu's expression was serious:

"The latest reply from the supply area three hours ago is that the Black Wind Field is now expanding very fast. Our location is five kilometers away from the latest border of the Black Wind Field. The support forces that can be mobilized now are limited. They have fought with the Black Wind Clan in the Black Wind Field, but did not gain any advantage. It is impossible for them to enter the Black Wind Field in a short time to help us leave."

Hearing this, Wang Long's expression also became serious, and then he asked:

"How long can our food last at most?"

"If we want to maintain combat effectiveness and distribute it reasonably, the food can only last for a week at most. We don't have much time left."

After listening to Mo Yu's analysis, Wang Long was silent for a while and nodded:

"Hold on for another four days. If the support has not arrived, we can only choose to break through."

"You go and rest first, and wait for the news from the supply area before making a decision."

"Well, I leave it to you here." Wang Long patted Mo Yu's shoulder, then turned around and left with his battle axe.

After Wang Long left, Mo Yu returned to the metal passage and stood still.

Looking at the metal passage shrouded in darkness, his mind was full of thoughts.

If he chose to break through, he knew very well how big the risk was.

The top was covered by the black wind field. If he chose to break through, he would most likely be besieged by the black wind tribe. At that time, it would be almost impossible to escape.

Although it was promoted to

an A-level battle group. But relying on the comprehensive combat power of their battle group alone, it is undoubtedly wishful thinking to confront the black wind tribe who controls a field.

Choosing to break through is equivalent to gambling with life.

But he understood one thing more clearly. If they did not choose to break out before the food was consumed, they would not have enough physical strength even if they wanted to break out when the food was exhausted. The probability of success would be greatly reduced. Although

the risk of breaking out was extremely high, compared to sitting and waiting for death, at least they had the initiative.

The only thing he could expect now was that the front-line supply area would quickly dispatch soldiers to launch an active war against the Black Wind Domain.

But this was unlikely.

After all, the front-line supply area was a multi-line operation. The entire battlefield was centered on the supply area, and fission spread out multiple multi-war roads. Many war groups were performing tasks in other domains. In many cases, the signal from the supply area could not be received. It would take time to withdraw and come to support.

After analyzing the current situation, Mo Yu had already agreed with Wang Long's decision in his heart.

They must prepare for the worst.

...

Four days later.

All the soldiers of the Reserve God of War came to the metal passage under the leadership of Wang Long to assemble.

Mo Yu stood beside Wang Long and turned to look at his comrades present.

These days, support has been delayed, and the communication signal with the outside world has become increasingly unstable.

The latest news is that the twenty-eight regiments that the supply area has drawn to support have already started fighting with the Black Wind Field. In addition, the supply area is still drawing combat forces from other directions to join the battle.

If we continue to wait at this rate, it is completely unknown when the support will arrive.

From the information provided by the staff of the supply area, it can be seen that the Black Wind Clan is extremely powerful, and the United Regiment that competes with it has no advantage, and has even been forced to retreat several times.

This war is very likely to be a protracted war.

But their food reserves can't hold up, and now there is no way out except to fight to the death.

The meal before the decision to break out was particularly rich.

All the soldiers have replenished their physical strength and rested their spirits.

Next, it will be a fierce battle.

During the last ten minutes of rest time, Mo Yu saw someone take out the Fengqi statue pendant from his clothes and start praying, and some soldiers were so nervous that sweat oozed from their foreheads.

Facing death, even veterans can't be calm.

Ten minutes passed quickly.

With the order issued by the regiment leader Wang Long, all the soldiers followed Wang Long and set off along the metal passage.

During this period, five scientific research and technical personnel from the Star Research Institute were protected in the middle of the team.

When the heavy iron door was opened, the scene outside had changed dramatically.

The whole world was shrouded in black wind, and the air was filled with the smell of fireworks.

"Be alert!"

Mo Yu shouted at this time, and the soldiers who jumped out behind him scattered one after another, scanning the surrounding environment with solemn expressions, looking for potential dangers.

When the last soldier walked out from underground, the battle group formation changed.

A circle was formed, protecting the five technicians from the Star Research Institute in the innermost part, and moving towards the direction of the parked transport vehicle.

But when they arrived at the location where the transport vehicle was parked, they found that the transport vehicles had been destroyed.

One of the transport vehicles was even baptized by some sharp weapons and cut into countless metal fragments.

It was impossible to travel by transport vehicle, and they could only continue to move forward on foot.

This also indicated that the risk of breaking through the encirclement increased.

But now Mo Yu understood that they had no way out and could only move forward.

More than ten minutes later, Mo Yu's pupils suddenly contracted. Not far away, in the black wind, a group of humanoids wearing black armor were marching in the same direction as them.

"Prepare for battle!"

Wang Long roared, and the two red battle axes in his hands suddenly ignited flames.

At this time, the marching Black Wind team also discovered them and approached them quickly without any hesitation.

The battle was about to break out.

At this time, Wang Long was like a god of war, picking up the battle axe and rushing to kill first.

Seeing this, Mo Yu immediately followed. With

many years of front-line combat experience, the battle group did not even need to be commanded, and they reacted quickly to catch up.

The formation changed quickly during the charge, like a sharp knife contacting the charging Black Wind team.

More than ten minutes later.

The battle was over, Mo Yu was covered in blood, and waved his hand to get rid of the purple battle blade. He looked up at Yan Kong behind him.

After confirming that Yan Kong was not injured, he cast his eyes on Wang Long, who was panting heavily not far away.

"Count the casualties."

Wang Long slammed the battle axe into the ground and issued an order.

But before the count began, they saw another Black Wind Clan team marching quickly not far away.

There was no time to rest, and the battle broke out again.

This battle lasted for more than 20 minutes.

At the same time, Mo Yu discovered that the two marching Black Wind tribe teams were carrying a batch of resources, which were obviously sent to the front line to support the main force of the Black Wind tribe who were fighting with the human race.

It can be seen that the battle situation in front was very intense.

After analyzing the marching direction of the material transport team, Mo Yu immediately proposed to change the breakout route.

Since they wanted to break out, they obviously could not choose the location of the Black Wind tribe army.

This was not a breakout, but a suicide.

Only by changing the direction of the breakout and avoiding the Black Wind tribe army could they have a glimmer of hope.

Wang Long immediately agreed to his proposal.

But after only five minutes of traveling, they encountered the Black Wind tribe's transport team again.

This time the transported resources were different, but the scale of the transport team was more than three times larger.

The battle broke out again without suspense.

This battle was extremely tragic, and members of the regiment continued to fall in a pool of blood.

But at this time, Mo Yu had no time to count the casualties and decided to continue the breakout after the battle. As the deputy head of the regiment, he had to be responsible for the living soldiers.

As the battle was drawing to a close, Mo Yu swung his purple blade to cut the last Black Wind warrior in half, but at this moment, he heard Wang Long's roar coming from not far away:

"Feather, down below!"

Mo Yu reacted quickly, without even looking down, and decisively swung the purple blade in his hand to chop at the ground.

At this moment, he felt his legs go numb.

Looking down, he saw two black evil winds lingering around his legs. The evil winds were like rotating steel knives scraping bones, and the pain swept over him. He saw the equipment on his legs shattered, and then the flesh and blood on his legs turned into blood mist, revealing the white bones, and finally the bones instantly shattered and scattered.

The blood mist was waving, and without the support of his legs, his upper body tilted backwards.

The black evil wind was relentless and swept towards his body.

At the moment of life and death, Mo Yu did not accept his fate. He swung the blade in his hand violently, and took advantage of the situation to cause his body to tilt to one side.

Mo Yu relied on his quick reaction to avoid the evil wind's binding, but his left arm became the new target of the evil wind. His left arm was shattered by the evil wind's force, and the broken bones flew everywhere, turning into blood mist and dissipating.

Intense pain swept through his body, and the massive blood loss made Mo Yu's eyes go black.

Before he was about to faint, he saw Wang Long running towards him angrily, shouting something.

But he couldn't hear it clearly.

Turning his sight to Yan Kong, he saw the fear and confusion in Yan Kong's eyes, and tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably.

At this time, his eyelids became extremely heavy, and his vision became dimmer.

He could clearly hear his own breathing, as if there was still a fierce black wind whistling in his ears.

When half of his body fell to the ground, Mo Yu had only one thought in his mind:

Am I going to die?

It is said that this chapter will be restored at 9 o'clock tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)