“We need to concentrate all our forces and coordinate our actions.” A senior officer stood up. “We can no longer afford to scatter our efforts; we must have a clear strategy.”
The other senior executives nodded in agreement, and a discussion ensued. After a heated debate, they reached a consensus.
"We must expand the defensive perimeter of the official bases and establish a stronger defense line," a high-ranking official suggested. "Only in this way can we better resist the locust attacks."
"At the same time, we also need to establish outposts in various places similar to the official bases," another senior official added. "Only by diverting the locusts' attention and disrupting their attack plans can we have a chance to fight back."
The leaders spoke one after another, each person racking their brains for ways to combat the locusts. They knew that only by uniting as one and fighting with all their might could they break free from the clutches of this disaster.
“We could also try using chemical weapons,” a senior official suggested, “although there are certain risks, we have no other choice.”
After a moment of silence, everyone finally agreed to the plan. Faced with such a horrific disaster, there was nothing to back down from, and all that could be done was to do one's best.
"We need to push this plan forward as quickly as possible; we don't have much time left," a high-ranking official commanded. "We can't let the locusts wreak havoc any longer; we must protect human dignity!"
The leaders' eyes revealed determination and resolve; they were determined to stop the locusts from spreading further. They knew that only by forging ahead could they reclaim their hope for survival.
Just as a group of high-ranking officials were discussing countermeasures, a soldier rushed in, holding a bottle of insecticide about 500 milliliters in his hand, and said with delight:
"Report: A powerful team of superpowered beings has arrived outside. The insecticide they brought is very effective against the mutated locusts."
"Are you telling the truth?"
"Report, it's true, I brought the items."
The middle-aged man at the head of the group, dressed in military uniform, strode over to his subordinate, examined the insecticide closely, and said to the researchers not far away:
"In order to prevent similar mutated insect plagues in the future, we must spare no expense to develop this insecticide."
"Continue to increase manpower and clear out the surrounding mutated locusts."
"Yes, we'll take care of it right away!"
The researchers took the bottle of insecticide and hurriedly left.
"General, let's go and increase manpower to wipe out the mutated locusts." After saying that, the soldier quickly left.
"All the supplies in the warehouse are gone. Have you found that person?"
"If we can't find any news about him soon, those four grain storage warehouses will be ruined."
“We have been searching for him, but those who were responsible for protecting him have all sacrificed their lives.”
"Besides, he's getting old, and nobody knows if he can hold on until now," another senior executive replied.
"Find them! Find them alive or dead!"
Now all our supplies are gone, and we haven't heard from him. How are we going to survive?
"Yes, we will not give up!"
"Everyone, disperse!"
Upon receiving the general's message, a group of high-ranking officials hurriedly left.
"Alas! Human civilization! If it continues like this, it will be destroyed sooner or later."
I hope things won't get too bad in the future, and I hope to see the continuation of humanity in my lifetime.
"I've done my best!" the middle-aged man said with a pained expression, then turned and left.
Outside the official base, in the Hope Team, over a hundred robots, including Junjue, Di Zhantian, Dongfang Ao, Su Ye, Ye Yuan, Yue Chi, and Yue Ying, worked together to distribute a large amount of insecticide to the people at the official base.
They believe that over time, the pesticide will have a real effect on the mutated locusts.
Puffs of black and white smoke billowed around, filling the air with a pleasant aroma.
With the aid of pesticides, robots and soldiers began a large-scale extermination campaign against the locusts.
The dense swarm of locusts, smelling the pesticide, let out sharp screams and scattered in all directions before falling to the ground. They were ultimately no match for the power of the pesticide.
The people at the official base watched the locusts fall one by one, and they were overjoyed and deeply moved.
As night fell, darkness enveloped the official base both inside and out, and the distinctive smell of insecticide filled the air.
The soldiers' ferocious expressions from being bitten gradually relaxed, and with the help of insecticide, they used their rifles to kill one mutated locust after another.
The innocent survivors were gathered in a safe area, sprayed with concentrated insecticide, and kept away from the locusts.
But their resolute fighting could not stop the mutated locusts' fierce attack.
The locusts were numerous and widely distributed, spreading like countless dark shadows in the night.
The soldiers at the official base used every last drop of blood and sweat to clean up inside the base, and then continued to fight the locusts outside.
They tried their best, but still could not stop the locust invasion.
In this critical moment, the members of the Hope Team brandished their insecticides and engaged in a desperate battle against the mutated locusts.
Every spray is a fearless provocation against death.
Sometimes they faced the locusts' bites directly, and sometimes they risked their lives to spray pesticides.
After several hours of fierce fighting, the dawn of victory was finally in sight.
The number of mutated locusts began to decrease significantly, and the originally surging tide gradually receded.
The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. They were exhausted by the devastation of the battlefield, but their hearts were filled with hope for the future.
After the battle, soldiers at the official base bent down to check on the wounded.
The ordinary people who were bitten received timely treatment, and their wounds stopped festering and began to heal slowly.
They whispered their thanks to the Hope Team members, saying with emotion, "Thank you, it was your insecticide that saved our lives."
Hopefully, the team members' smiles speak volumes about their determination.
They believe that in this seemingly hopeless moment, as long as everyone works together and redoubles their efforts, they can overcome all difficulties.
"Great, we've finally defeated this damn thing."
"This thing really hurts when it bites; I can barely open my eyes."
"This world is really terrifying. Every now and then, something so terrifying comes along."
"Thank goodness for Hope Team's insecticide, otherwise we would all be finished."
"Thank you so much."
Excited and enthusiastic shouts resounded throughout the official base.
The soldiers cheered for their victory, glad they hadn't given up.
They expressed their gratitude to Team Hope, praising them as saviors.
Smiles gradually spread across people's faces, both inside and outside the official base.
Although the terror brought by the locusts has not disappeared, they firmly believe that as long as they unite and continue to work hard, they will eventually be able to defeat this war without gunpowder.
After eliminating the mutated locusts in the surrounding area, the high-ranking officials at the official base tallied the number of casualties, and the results were heartbreaking.
Of the more than 200,000 people, only about 100,000 remained. It was a truly tragic and devastating loss.
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