One soldier said, "Yesterday we scattered pollen from the Windflower to check the Lower Three Districts. They haven't been overrun by the rat horde yet. Should we go and help the rat horde create an opening?"
“No need,” Kamishiro Unsou shook his head: “It’s enough.”
But then, Shen Daiyun Cang Shen reached out and stuffed a plump white queen ant from his palm into the mouth of a black rat.
But the black rat couldn't bite the queen ant no matter what it tried, and could only let the queen ant be forcibly stuffed into its belly.
The next second, the rat's originally scarlet eyes turned into rings of gray and white stripes, and something seemed to be wriggling inside them.
Shen Dai Yun Cang said in a low voice, "Go back to the rat swarm and wait for the rat king to summon you. Then take the queen ant to his side and make sure he doesn't notice anything unusual."
After saying that, he put the black rat on the ground and let it slowly run away.
“Sir,” the genetic warrior whispered, “we observed Qing Chen in the Lower Three Districts yesterday, but we saw him frequently leaving the defensive line, seemingly heading into the city to meet some refugees. We didn’t get too close; we observed him through binoculars.”
Just when the whole city was plagued by rats, this secret force of Shendai Yuncang was still able to come and go freely with the help of Feng Junhua. They were like the dark side of this city, and no one knew that such a force existed.
The genetic warrior continued, "If you wish, we can ambush him on the road the next time he leaves the Lower Three Districts defense line and kill him."
After a moment's thought, Shen Daiyuncang said, "Let's discuss it again. The rat tide is about to be resolved, and I don't want any unforeseen complications. Once the rat tide has devoured the Lower Three Districts, we can head north, and the Li and Qing families will be trapped like turtles in a jar."
The genetically engineered soldier bowed slightly: "The commander is wise."
This special forces unit escorted Kamishiro Unsou back to the Fourth District.
They entered a building and then, incredibly, pried open the elevator doors with their bare hands. The 13 of them descended together along the elevator cable, heading into the unknown depths of the underground, where there seemed to be a secret base, where Shindai Unsou had been hiding all along.
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Return countdown: 26:59:21.
The lower three districts experienced a brief period of calm.
In the past few days, the Lower Three Districts have experienced a total of 21 waves of rat infestations, and countless people have already died there.
Sometimes, before the statistical work is even finished, the next wave of rats has already arrived.
Everyone at the parents' meeting was injured, and the mistress was even more disheveled, with her arms wrapped in bandages and covered in blood.
In the past, people would cover the bodies of the deceased with white cloth, but now white cloth can't be found, and even bed sheets are not enough.
Tragic.
Qing Chen led the 89th and 90th Time Walker teams back to the rear of the defensive line.
“Sir!” a clear voice called out.
Qingchen looked up and said softly, "You've come."
Seeing Qing Chen's emaciated appearance, Qing Yi's eyes immediately reddened: "Sir, please come and rest behind the defense line."
"I'm fine," Qingchen said, stepping over the line of defense and patting Qingyi's head. "Why did you cut your hair so short? You were so cute before."
Qingyi was a little embarrassed: "Li Ke said the watermelon head looks silly, and asked me to cut my hair the same way as him. By the way, I gathered all the intelligence personnel from the Secret Service in City 10. They're currently on the front line, which will make things a little easier for Xiao San and the others. I also went to see Lao Shen through the elevator shaft, but he said he didn't need to go and that we wouldn't be able to find him. He said he could relax for a few days and was drinking by candlelight every day. I also went to Qinghe University and brought out all the teachers and students from that school. Then I went to Hope Media, but it was deserted. I don't know who took them away."
As Qingyi spoke, he became somewhat aggrieved. He hadn't had a moment's rest these past few days, constantly following Qingchen's plan. He could go on and on about what he had done.
Qingchen sat down against the sandbags on the defensive line: "Thank you for your hard work."
With just these four words, Qingyi felt that all her efforts were enough.
At this moment, the defense line of the Lower Three Districts was in complete disarray. Outside the defense line were piles of rat carcasses, and Qin Shuli was directing his family to drag the rat carcasses into the defense line, skin them, remove their internal organs, and put them in a pot.
At first, my family members didn't want to eat it, thinking it was disgusting, but they couldn't stand it anymore.
The family started eating the rats and were surprised to find that although the rat meat was tough, it replenished their energy exceptionally quickly.
Qingchen immediately understood that if the rats ate Shendai Qianchi, the parents would eat the rats. If they could eat all the rats, then this group of family members would become a terrifying supernatural group.
Zhang Mengqian, Chen Zhuoqu, and others were placing a huge oil drum on a fire, filled with water, to cook rat soup.
At this moment, Keiichi said, "Sir, after you left the PCA CIA, Mr. Shadow transferred me there. I first suppressed Kamishiro, then Kashima... Who would have thought that after I finally managed to deal with them all, those bastards Kamishiro actually destroyed City 10? Didn't that make all my work go to waste?"
Qingchen sat behind the defensive line, quietly listening to Qingyi talk about his recent experiences and the troubles of youth.
As Qingyi was talking, she looked up and found that her husband had fallen asleep.
“The master is too tired,” Qingyi sighed. “Yang Xuyang, Qinghua, carry the master into the tent.”
As he spoke, Qingyi looked at Zhang Mengqian and said, "Are you the master's new apprentice? Call him senior brother."
Zhang Mengqian was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "I...I'm not yet."
Qingyi raised an eyebrow: "Keep it up."
As he spoke, Qingyi ran into the refugee camp and helped bandage the wounded. Looking at the shocking scene before him, he felt that he had been living in a greenhouse all along.
The rat swarms grew more and more intense with each passing year.
Keiichi didn't know whether the Third District could still be defended if Kamishiro Chika gained control of the rat tide.
Those in the know understand that the real battle has not yet arrived.
Two hours later, Qingchen woke up.
It's like he has a precise biological clock in his mind that only allows him to sleep for this long.
Upon seeing this, Qingyi asked, "Sir, are you still going to meet those time travelers?"
“I’m not going,” Qingchen said sadly. “I’ve searched all the refuge sites, and only 90 of the 99 teams are left.”
“Sir, you’ve done your best,” Keiichi said.
Qing Chen shook his head, stood up, and said, "Qing Yi, choose a team of trustworthy and skilled spies to come with me."
Qing was taken aback: "Sir, where are you going?"
“Kunlun hasn’t returned yet, which means they’re trapped,” Qing Chen said solemnly. Today was the agreed-upon time for them to return to the Lower Three Districts defense line.
However, the Kunlun members did not return.
These people were sent to their deaths on Qing Chen's orders; Qing Chen had to go to the Fifth District to take a look.
"Sir, what mission did Kunlun receive?"
Qing Chen was silent for a moment: "The most important task is to find the Rat King, or perhaps Kamishiro Chika."
Chapter 687, The Secret Service's Pledge of Allegiance!
"The rat swarm is back!" someone on the sentry post shouted angrily, while forcefully banging the frying pan in his hand with an iron rod.
The voice from the high-rise building was hoarse, as if the vocal cords would break under the pressure at any moment.
The knocking sound consists of three short knocks followed by one long knock, which is a signal that a rat swarm is approaching and that there are more rats than last time, when there were only two short knocks followed by one long knock!
Qing Chen looked up and was surprised to see Zhang Mengqian.
It must have been Xiao Mengqian who volunteered to be the sentry. The rats could walk in the shadows, but as long as he stood in a conspicuous place, the rats would be exposed as soon as they looked at him.
This is Xiao Mengqian's sixth sense.
The family members who remained on the front line heard Zhang Mengqian's warning and roared back from inside: "The rat swarm is coming!"
One roar after another echoed into the distance.
The family members who were sleeping suddenly sat up and instinctively reached for the kitchen knife next to them.
Some wounded soldiers who were having their wounds bandaged at the medical station got up and left without paying attention to the bandages that weren't properly tied, forcing the temporary nurses to chase after them.
It wasn't just the parents' meeting; tens of thousands of refugees also finally took up arms, wielding knives together to fight the rat horde, and bandaging each other together afterward.
Many young refugees are starting to ask their families: If we survive, how can we join you?
The family members said reservedly: "It's not something anyone can just join. There's an assessment, and after the assessment, you have to be a prospective family member for six months."
Unlike the Federation Army Group, everyone on the front line was a stranger to each other just days ago, but today they are gathered together to live and die together.
There are no well-trained soldiers, only people who fight for a reason.
Qing Chen frowned and asked, "How long has it been since the last rat swarm?"
Keiichi: "One hour. Sir, has the rat swarm been brought under control by Kamishiro Chika?"
"I'm not sure, but I guess not yet. The rats are coming intermittently, still trying to wear us down and wear us down. If Kamishiro Chika has taken control, the rat swarm will be even more frenzied. The Rat King will still care about his people, but Kamishiro Chika won't care about the rats. Once he gets the Lower Three Districts, he can naturally replenish his food supply and breed even more rats."
By this time, the rat swarm had already arrived in force.
The defenses of the lower three districts were breached in several places in an instant.
Those families and refugees were too exhausted to be as energetic as they were at the beginning.
Qing Chen ran towards the point where the defense line had collapsed: "Save people!"
Before they could even get their support, a group of middle-aged men rushed out from behind the defensive line. They had clothes around their necks, and they were waving stools to reinforce the line, frantically smashing the rats to death, before pushing the line back up!
According to Qin Shuli's incomplete statistics, in just six days, more than 130,000 people have been killed or injured in the three lower districts, including family members of parents and refugees.
"Qingyi, let's fight our way out," Qingchen said calmly.
"Huh? Sir, aren't you going to wait until the rat swarm recedes?" Qingyi felt a chill run down his spine.
"We can't wait any longer, Kunlun can't wait," Qing Chen said. "The Secret Service!"
"exist!"
The 29 secret agents behind Qingyi shouted.
“Let’s go,” Qing Chen said. “Our first destination is the PCE headquarters, to receive the Kunlun organization as they evacuate.”
Qingchen looked at the mistress: "Can you handle it?"
He asked a second time.
The mistress nodded: "Yes."
Even though the mistress had injuries to both arms, her tone remained firm and unwavering.
"Hold on to the death."
Qingchen remains the same two words, needing no further explanation.
At this very moment, outside the defense line, there is a swarm of millions of rats, and spring snow is falling.