"Everyone, take a rest here. Ma Qi, take some men to guard."

Xiao Wen said, gasping for breath.

"Okay!"

Ma Qi responded, still shaken. No one expected these things to happen suddenly.

Xiao Wen then said to Lin Yue, "Count the survivors."

"Understood."

Lin Yue nodded in response.

"Did only we escape?"

Qian Chengxue asked Xiao Wen.

"I'm not sure, but it shouldn't be just us. I'll try to contact Bu Duo and the others later. But what I'm most worried about now isn't how many people escaped from our camp."

Xiao Wen said with a headache.

"Then what is it?"

"I'm most worried about the main force in the south. There are tens of millions of people gathered there."

Xiao Wen's scalp tingled at the thought.

"Let me correct you, the Guangshi Divine Guild alone has fifteen million players."

Su Mo solemnly added.

Everyone was silent for a long time after hearing their conversation. They couldn't imagine what a scene of carnage it would be if the players there mutated!

Just as everyone was silent, Lin Yue came over to report.

"Commander, I've calculated that a total of 760 of us escaped, including 120 mechs."

"I see."

Xiao Wen nodded. Their survival rate was quite high.

At this moment, the communication channel crackled with static.

Then Bu Duo's voice sounded, muffled.

"Commander Xiao Wen, can you hear me?"

"I hear you, Commander Bu Duo. What's the situation on your side?"

"It's terrible. Of my entire legion of 300,000, less than 3,000 escaped with me. Although the remaining are elites among elites, it's still over."

Bu Duo's voice was very bitter. Nothing could be more frustrating than this. His subordinates didn't die on the battlefield, but died inexplicably from the virus and the mutated companions.

"Then what do we do now?"

"We're all fleeing west, trying to regroup. Don't stay in place for too long, those monsters will catch up. They seem to have the noses of dogs."

"I understand. What's the situation with the main force?"

"I don't know, we're in a state of disconnection. And we can't log off to get the corresponding information. But I personally suggest we prepare ourselves. The situation on the main force's side might be ten thousand times worse than ours. After all, there are too many people gathered there, it's a total disaster!"

Bu Duo couldn't help but shudder as he spoke. He couldn't imagine the scene.

"Understood."

Xiao Wen nodded in response.

At this moment, Ma Qi drove a Green Shield mech over quickly, panting as he said,

"Commander, we should evacuate. I saw a lot of mutated monsters are swarming towards us."

"Retreat!"

Xiao Wen didn't hesitate. It was best to escape first.

So several hundred of them fled westward in a sorry state.

They didn't sleep all night. When the sun rose the next day, everyone clearly saw that they were shrouded in a faint green mist.

Su Mo said in a deep voice, "Commander Xiao Wen, I think something is wrong. There should be satellites watching us all the time. There's no reason why the virus mist has blown over without any warning. And this mist is a bit different from what I saw on the forum. It's too light, and you can't even notice it at night."

"What do you want to say?"

"I'm saying, could this mist have leaked from Qilong City?"

"Most likely."

Xiao Wen also thought it made a lot of sense.

"Then we must change our escape direction. It's only safe to escape from the Qilong Plains."

Su Mo said the most important point.

Xiao Wen fell silent instead. Of course, he knew that what Su Mo said was right, but in the end, he still said,

"We can't escape from the Qilong Plains. Our last order was to attack Qilong City. We can't leave our posts without authorization before new orders come down. This is our duty."

"Ah, I understand."

Su Mo didn't say anything more.

At this moment, Su Mo and Xiao Wen and others all received indiscriminate satellite signals.

Crackling~~

The received signal was also subject to some interference, so there was a lot of noise.

"This is the temporary joint headquarters. I am Long Ming, the president of the Tianlong Guild. All Tianlong Guild players, listen to the order. The survivors immediately go to the due west battlefield to regroup. We will stake everything and attack Qilong City again..."

At the same time, Su Mo and the others also received another broadcast.

"This is the temporary joint headquarters. I am Augulas, the president of the Freedom Victory Guild. All Freedom Victory Guild players and allied guilds, the survivors immediately go to the due west battlefield to regroup. We will attack Qilong City again. Victory belongs to us..."

Su Mo pondered for a while. It seemed that they could only gather in the due west direction. The large-scale mutation in the due south battlefield definitely made it impossible to stay there. The east was the Tianji Canal, which was definitely not suitable for gathering troops. The southern troops could only move west.

These were all minor matters. The real trouble was that they couldn't even attack Qilong City at full strength before. This wave of poisonous fog wiped out all the cannon fodder.

Could they capture Qilong City with only the elites remaining?

Su Mo doubted this very much.

Just as Su Mo was thinking, suddenly a beam of light shot into the sky from Qilong City in the distance, piercing through the dark clouds.

This scene stunned everyone. Before everyone could recover, another beam of light shot into the sky.

In the next second, the broadcast sound that kept echoing in Su Mo's communication channel stopped.

Then, in the distant sky, two meteors fell.

"Damn! The satellite was shot down."

Sun Li couldn't help but swear directly in the wireless communication channel.

"Two of them!"

"Wait, could these two be from the Tianlong Guild and the Freedom Victory Guild?"

"Definitely. We just received a wide range of notifications. They should have changed their orbits and moved over to cover this area. As a result, they were locked on and shot down by the other side. Forget about these, let's continue west and regroup with the remaining troops."

Xiao Wen's heart sank further.

Everyone was silent, silently gathering towards the western area.

At this time, in the southern battlefield area, the dark mutated players, like locusts, frantically attacked the surviving players.

A Green Shield mech that didn't have time to escape was directly hit by various weapons in the hands of the mutated players, causing sparks to fly. At the same time, countless mutated players pounced on it, actually pushing the heavy Green Shield mech over. It was dismembered before long.

One could imagine how big the temporary psychological shadow of the driver was.

For a time, the entire area was reduced to a living hell.

But looking down from a high altitude, one could still see elite heavy weapon units breaking out together.

But in terms of numbers, the number of people who escaped was less than one percent of the original troops.

Among them, almost all of the air force formation was lost.

In the largest escaping force, in a specially modified large command vehicle, Long Ming and Augulas were both inside.

The two looked at the interrupted signal, their faces extremely ugly. Now it was good, they had directly become blind.

The accompanying personnel next to them didn't dare to breathe loudly.