"Holy crap, what's that?"
The village of Baishi was shrouded in white mist, with shadowy figures standing guard, their muscles taut, holding powerful firearms capable of covering half a mountain at any moment.
The mortars and tank guns were all aimed in the same direction.
Not only were ordinary civilians still alive there, but also their comrades-in-arms. Unless they were in dire straits and the danger spread to other places, the bullets would never be loaded.
In other words, if the evil creatures inside escape and harm people, weapons will inevitably be used to cover their wounds.
Cruel, yet true.
Fortunately, for the past two days, those things have only been active in the white fog, and the fog has not shown any signs of spreading.
The soldiers dared not blink, remaining on high alert at all times, their muscles taut and stiff.
A soldier rubbed his eyes and pointed at the huge black shadow emerging from the white mist. Under the sudden visual impact, even the essence of Chinese culture came to mind.
The three deputy regimental commanders stationed there had an unprecedentedly solemn expression on their faces. They gritted their teeth and raised their hands in mid-air, ready to fire at any moment.
On the turtle's back, to avoid accidentally injuring friendly forces, Mu Xia had to loudly introduce herself to the three commanders while also calming down Ruan Xianxian, who was acting strangely and constantly slashing through the air with her ancient sword...
The story begins from the start. The village road was too narrow for a truck to pass, so we had to find another way with Weiwei on board.
The troops quickly obtained a map of the surrounding area, detoured from Shixi Village next to Baishi Village, entered the village from the side, and then joined up with the main force from the front.
After discussing it with Weiwei, he allowed six people, including Fan Caicai, Muxia, the three group leaders, and Ruan Xianxian, to temporarily sit on his tortoise back and be carried into the village by him.
When encountering impassable paths, forests, or houses, it easily flattened and crushed them, allowing everyone to glimpse the tip of the iceberg of the true strength of this overlord of the Six Rivers.
To meet face-to-face, the group must venture deep into the white fog.
Ruan Xianxian secretly prepared herself mentally the whole way, so that she could hold back from screaming when she saw the first "ghost".
As they ventured deeper into the white fog, the number of "ghostly figures" increased. Some were working diligently in the fields, while others squatted in twos and threes in front of their doors, seemingly chatting.
The most outrageous thing was that a group of soldiers walked past you, disappeared after walking 20 meters, and then reappeared at the same spot to repeat the process.
All these bizarre events drove Ruan Xianxian, who was even more timid than a rabbit, to a mental breakdown...
After passing through the "soldier's" body without any hindrance, the guy suddenly pulled out the ancient sword from his back and slashed at the air.
The three team leaders plus Fan Caicai couldn't hold back Ruan Xianxian, who couldn't even control herself. The five of them were sweating profusely as they struggled on the turtle's back.
Mu Xia used some skill to subdue her.
He's been subdued, but not completely; the guy's arm holding the sword is still wildly waving in the air!
The commander of the Second Division looked on with suspicion. He was a native of Jilin Province and had seen many things in his village that science could not explain when he was a child.
His tone was uncertain: "This...comrade from the special department, could he be possessed by that spirit?"
Listen, listen...
The comrades in the special department were possessed by that spirit... Is it speaking human language?
Feng Bai glanced at Ruan Xianxian, then looked away, unable to bear the sight, and stared straight ahead. It was this glance that made him see the cannons pointed at them from the village entrance, and he froze instantly.
Raising his voice, he announced, "First Army, Feng Bai, do not fire."
The two regimental commanders followed suit and shouted...
The words were repeated three times.
At this moment, Weiwei was less than 100 meters from the village entrance. The village was completely silent, and the large group at the village entrance did not make a sound.
But the five were horrified to discover that no matter how loudly they shouted, their movement coordinates were constantly locked onto by the cannon.
This proves that the main force didn't hear them at all.
The distance of less than 100 meters and the quiet space make this highly illogical.
"We can't go any further, or we'll definitely be attacked," Feng Bai said in a deep voice.
He gave Weiwei orders, but Weiwei didn't listen to him at all.
What a big horn! And he dares to order him around!
The commander of the Second Division sighed, "Quickly tell this comrade to stop acting crazy. If we don't get the giant tortoise to stop, we'll all be hit by grenades."
"Let me do it." Mu Xia whispered a few words in Ruan Xianxian's ear, and her chopping movements paused, her chaotic moves gradually slowing down.
Everyone's eyes lit up; there was hope!
Mu Xia, keep up the good work...
"Ahead of us are those special forces guys you love, those swaying, waddling soldiers you adore. Are you sure you still want to chop them down?"
"You're lying." Ruan Xianxian stared straight at her. There are no special forces soldiers who walk with a swaying gait these days. China's first special operations force was established in 1988.
Mu Xia calmly withdrew her hand. Isn't this perfectly normal?
"Damn system, you've all lied to me! This sword can't cut ghosts at all!" Ruan Xianxian said angrily.
So you didn't hear a word I said?
If she needs something, she calls him "male mom"; if she's unhappy, she calls him "dog system." 365 thought of her, who was even smaller than a rabbit, and instantly lost her temper.
Her tone softened, "Is it possible that these things aren't ghosts at all?"
Upon hearing that it wasn't a ghost, this guy completely calmed down, pulled out a small mirror from somewhere, and started tidying his appearance, making the three regimental commanders' mouths twitch in unison.
She first patted Weiwei's large tortoise shell to signal him to stop.
"Xiaobai, go down and communicate with the main force. Unrelated personnel should stay away."
Feng Bai glanced at her, suppressed his emotions, supported himself on the tortoise shell with one hand, leaped off the tortoise's back, and strode away into the mist.
He raised his hands and stepped out of the white mist. The deputy regiment commander, wiping away cold sweat, immediately came up to him and said, "Commander, why didn't you respond when I called you so many times?"
"If you hadn't raised your hand, we almost would have fired."
God knows the main force was practically screaming for help, ordering anyone who came to stop or they'd be shot.
If Feng Bai hadn't raised his hands at that crucial moment and the deputy regimental commander hadn't recognized him, he might have actually fired a shot.
How did you get out of there?
Feng Bai had no time to explain. He glanced at the soldiers and the villagers who refused to leave, and ordered: "Unrelated personnel, move aside. Everyone, turn around."
Turn around and stand at attention.
The sound of orderly footsteps rang out at the entrance of the village, and villagers who had been lingering outside the village and were unwilling to leave were forcibly taken into the military camp tents.
Some were reluctant to leave because they were worried about the men and children trapped in the mountains, while others had all their belongings still in the village and were so distraught that they refused to leave even if it meant death.
The order was given, and no matter how much the villagers cried, cursed, or even threatened to kill themselves, they were all ruthlessly dragged into the camp.
Ruan Xianxian waited for ten minutes before urging Weiwei to step out of the white mist.
The eerie white mist was of unknown toxicity, and she couldn't leave Weiwei waiting in the unknown mist just to consider other people's feelings.
If anyone should avoid her, it should be others avoiding her.
So, when the deputy regimental commander, company commander, platoon leader, and other military leaders who were free to move around turned around, they saw a giant tortoise, as tall as a two-story building, slowly appear.
On the turtle's back stood a woman dressed in black, masked, with an ancient sword on her back. Her face, which was visibly beautiful, slowly emerged from behind the white mist.
Jin Fei, the woman in the crowd, nervously grabbed the company commander's arm, her body trembling almost imperceptibly.
"Is this... this is the sorcerer the captain was talking about who can solve strange events?"
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