In the Hongmeng Training Camp, in an office building not far from the ruins, several powerful and distinguished people gathered together and were holding an emergency meeting.
The leader was tall, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he exuded an extremely strong aura.
His name is Wei Zhongyuan, the commander of the Hongmeng Legion and a warrior at the True Vein Realm.
Opposite, Mu Yuan sat upright, at the very end of the ranking.
Being with these strong men, Mu Yuan felt a huge pressure. He looked serious and listened carefully to what they said.
As a member of the Hongmeng organization, Mu Yuan has also heard a lot of things. Not long ago, abnormal fluctuations came from Xijiang, and it was suspected that a new space portal was about to open.
The purpose of the existence of the Hongmeng Organization is to resist the monsters behind the portal. Once the Xijiang portal is opened, it will definitely be attacked by a large number of monsters.
Once the defense is breached, the consequences will be disastrous.
Therefore, the original purpose of Wei Zhong’s training camp was actually to recruit soldiers.
Under normal circumstances, the Hongmeng Training Camp provides the legion with 3,000 soldiers every year to fill vacancies on the battlefield.
The current situation is rather tricky. A large space portal is suspected to have appeared in Xijiang, which requires a large number of legion soldiers to guard it.
As a result, the Hongmeng Legion's manpower seemed a bit stretched and needed reinforcements.
Wei Zhongyuan asked, "How's the investigation into the attacks on the training camp and Chentang Village going? Have you found any clues?"
Wei Zhongyuan's words broke the solemn atmosphere in the conference room. Everyone looked up, frowning, feeling that the current situation was quite tricky.
Shang Zhijie said, “When the Hongmeng training camp was attacked abnormally, I immediately flew the HM-35 fighter jet here, but found no trace of the attacker.
Later, Chentang Village was also mysteriously attacked, and we still found nothing.
By comparing the two attacks, we found that the attackers used the same technique, but the difference in power was enormous."
Hearing Shang Zhijie's words, Mu Yuan nodded hurriedly and said, "That's right. The key is that the strength of the person who made the move is too incredible. Especially the palm print that appeared in Chentang Village. It requires at least 150 years of practice to achieve it."
Wei Zhongyuan frowned, and after a long pause, he said, "It seems that the enemy must have planned and premeditated this action. It is really intriguing that they would act at such a critical moment."
"Could it be the United Press of North America?"
Shang Zhijie exclaimed and asked in doubt.
Wei Zhongyuan shook his head slightly and said uncertainly, "The only one with such strength is the United Press of North America, but there is no benefit for them to do so, so I am not too sure."
Hearing this, everyone fell silent.
The world's ancient martial arts organizations have always helped each other and maintained friendly cooperative relations, and there have been very few cases of mutual attacks.
Even in times of war, ancient martial arts organizations rarely participated in frontal battlefields.
Because all ancient martial arts organizations have a common mission, which is to guard the space portal and protect the base camp for human survival.
Therefore, there is absolutely no need for the United Press of North America to launch a sneak attack on the Hongmeng Organization at such a critical moment. Once China's space portal is lost, it will not be a good thing for the whole world.
Relatively speaking, China has a vast territory and many space portals that need to be protected. The Hongmeng Organization has made great contributions to the survival of human beings all over the world.
From a moral point of view, it is impossible for anyone to take the initiative to attack the Hongmeng Organization.
Perhaps, there are extremists in certain organizations who want to destroy the world and drag all of humanity down with them.
If this is the case, the problem will become very difficult.
Wei Zhongyuan rubbed his brows and said after a long pause, "Don't worry about the attack for now. Our focus now is on the Western Zombie."
When they heard the word "Xijiang", everyone couldn't help but feel nervous.
Just last night, the Hongmeng Monitoring Bureau discovered that abnormal spatial fluctuations appeared in the Xijiang Gobi Desert, and it was suspected that a super-large space portal had appeared.
Judging from the fluctuations, this super-large portal will be fully opened within the next week. The Hongmeng Organization must complete the deployment within a week and transfer the main forces of the Hongmeng Legion.
In this way, the defense of the northern border will become extremely weak. If the monsters from other worlds launch a charge, they may break through the inherent defense.
Therefore, the new recruits in the training camp who were originally scheduled to go to the battlefield three months later will have to go to the battlefield within the next week.
Mu Yuan took a deep breath and hesitantly said, "The members of the training camp have only just arrived here. They haven't trained for more than a week. If they go straight to the battlefield, I'm afraid they won't be able to play the role they should."
Wei Zhongyuan said calmly, "Training is not a problem. Even if we go to the Northern Frontier or the Western Zombie Battlefield, we can still conduct training. The key is whether everyone is ready to die at any time."
Mu Yuan's eyes flashed, and he said solemnly, "We are always ready!"
Wei Zhongyuan nodded and said, "Very good. Start packing today. Members below the third rank will go to the Northern Frontier battlefield, and members above the third rank will follow me to the Western Zombie Quasi battlefield."
Hearing Wei Zhongyuan's words, everyone immediately stood up and responded loudly: "Yes!"
Wei Zhongyuan waved to everyone, indicating that they should sit down and talk.
Looking at the solemn faces of the people around him, Wei Zhongyuan continued, "Nowadays, the world of ancient martial arts is no longer a secret. In the future, we will recruit soldiers from all over China. Anyone who is interested in joining the Hongmeng Legion will be accepted as long as they meet the requirements."
Having said that, Wei Zhongyuan looked at Mu Yuan with a serious look and said, "I know what you are thinking, but you have also seen that with more and more space portals, the pressure on our Hongmeng Legion is increasing.
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