The twenty-fifth federal living circle, Huangquan.

The battle at the Wall of Gods and Demons has lasted for nearly two months.

No one knows when the Old Land will withdraw its troops, nor does anyone know what the purpose of the aberrations is.

But as long as the [Demon] and the [Savior] are still fighting in the sky, the war will not stop.

With nearly a million warriors supplying the Wall of Gods and Demons, logistics is naturally a top priority.

Things like transporting supplies to the front line were initially done by the Federation, but as the war progressed, the Federation also delegated power to large companies with official backgrounds.

After all, the federal manpower is limited, and it is impossible to grasp everything in detail.

Large companies that contract supply matters will also allocate many small jobs to small companies and even individuals. This allows the people to participate in the war and mobilize enthusiasm, which is quite beneficial from both an economic and public opinion perspective.

Of course, the backgrounds of companies or individuals that can participate in logistical supply and transportation will be strictly scrutinized, just in case.

On the road leading to the border, Lao Yang jumped out of the car, walked to the service area, and lit a cigarette.

"Lao Yang, I haven't seen you for a while, come on! Come and eat!"

A table of people near the door saw him and warmly greeted him over.

Lao Yang was not polite and moved a chair to sit at the table. He first dispersed cigarettes to the people at the table, and then smiled:

"Two weeks, is that long?"

"Although ten days is not a long time, we brothers are transporting things across the border after all, so the possibility of accidents is much higher than usual..." The sturdy middle-aged man in a cardigan and short sleeves pointed to the large truck outside.

:

"Lao Yang, what's in it? It can't be nutrient solution, right?"

"We don't have that kind of equipment, it's just military heating equipment. It's the end of the year and it's getting colder and colder." Lao Yang took a puff of cigarette. He had a dark face and was honest. He didn't look like a long-distance driver, but like he had been with the land all his life.

Dealing with farmers.

——A driver who travels all over the world, and the car he drives is his entire wealth. After many ups and downs, there will always be a bit of gangsterism in him.

There are not many honest long-distance truck drivers like Lao Yang.

Like the people at this table, he has a license from the military department and can participate in the transportation of military supplies to the Wall of Gods and Demons.

However, the short-sleeved men did not mean to look down on Lao Yang. To participate in the transportation of frontline supplies in an individual capacity, not only did one have to have excellent driving skills and a clean identity, but he also needed "connections"!

Pulling military supplies is much more profitable than transporting toys and dolls.

"Lao Yang, you're a grown man now, why don't you find a companion?" The truck driver at the table joked with him familiarly:

"I heard that a nurse on the front line has taken a liking to you... because she is honest and a person who lives a good life."

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"No, no, I don't have this blessing."

"Oh, you, let me tell you the truth, people have asked me to come and check on you. Although I am divorced and have children, the nurse is really nice and she is not too old.

, you can still have children, so you have no idea?"

"No idea." Lao Yang touched his lips together and inhaled all the smoke into his mouth:

"I know that person, Nurse Liu, right."

"Yes, you old man Yang, you already know what his last name is, and you still say you have no idea?"

"Forget it, I'll just drive and transport goods. It's pretty good."

"...How old are you, Lao Yang?"

"Almost fifty."

"Fifty years old, never touched a woman? You just held it in for so long that you turned yourself into a tree..."

Lao Yang glared at the speaker and said helplessly:

"I'm looking at you, are you that honest?"

"You're not honest, you're stupid! How come you only get a small amount of 100,000 yuan from one trip of goods? Apart from smoking a few cigarettes, you don't have any other consumption. After saving so much money, you just save it to buy a tomb for yourself.

?”

"Well, buy yourself a good piece of land, get yourself a sliding-lid coffin, and burn a few more paper wives. It will make you feel comfortable."

"Hey, I can't tell you have a pretty mouth...fuck! My eyes!"

Halfway through his words, the driver at the same table screamed, covered his eyes, and rolled back and forth on the ground.

Feeling the huge pressure coming from behind, Lao Yang's penis suddenly burst out with sharp light, and he turned around like a top, trying to block the attack from behind.

However, the light that came from the sky had already penetrated him before he could react.

The clothes were torn to pieces, and there were quite obvious cut marks on the exposed skin.

——In order to cover up the hole in his life, he took off part of his body and replaced it with the muscles and bones of another person.

I thought it was perfect, but I didn't expect someone would see through it.

Lao Yang spat out a large mouthful of blood and staggered to the ground.

From the day he cut his life hole, breathed his last with the help of the royal family, and infiltrated the Federation disguised as a human, he knew that this day would come.

Little did he expect that what he faced was not the vicious federal judge, but a needle of light falling from the sky!

His consciousness slowly faded, and the truck drivers in his field of vision panicked, and some even took out their mobile phones to call the police for help.

"Ha... stupid humans."

He murmured and wanted to speak.

Because many spies have been under tremendous pressure for a long time, their psychology is more or less distorted. When they are about to die, they will always think about destroying the enemy together. No matter what happens, they will take a few backers.

As long as Lao Yang spoke a few words, these drivers would be indelibly suspicious and their lives would be ruined.

However, the moment the dying spy opened his mouth, his eyes caught sight of the table that was blown to pieces.

And half-smoked cigarettes scattered on the ground.

He was silent, and in the end he didn't say a word, letting death swallow him up.

forget it.

None of it is easy.

…

The light needle penetrated Lao Yang's body without any stagnation, and immediately rushed to the sky again.

It flies at extremely high speeds and wanders freely at high altitudes.

The light needle not only has huge kinetic energy, but can also distinguish the breath of the earth. It is the most accurate death scythe and can pick up embroidery needles in the sea.

Within a few hours, the sharp edge of the light needle flashed one hundred and seventy-five times in the "Yellow Spring" life circle.

One hundred and seventy-five old earth aberrations who had sneaked into the Federation were pierced by light needles, and no one could survive.

After their deaths, uniformed police officers arrived to tidy up their affairs to prevent any news from leaking out.

Another two hours passed, and all the mutants lurking in the vast land of the twenty-fifth living circle were killed.

The light needle circled in the sun, chirping like a bird, and then rushed to the next large administrative area at high speed.
Chapter completed!