Chapter 164: A Great Applause (Please subscribe!)

On the battlefield, the Bakatans were the quickest to respond.

Akar's order was quickly passed on, and on the entire eastern front, the Bakatans on the battlefield began to retreat in an all-round way.

Chesa stood on the bridge of his giant sailing ship, looking at the smoke rising in the East District in the distance, and ordered to retreat.

The huge Bakatan army began to fall back.

In Midtown, beneath the Barkatan Forward Base.

Bakazhan hadn't boarded the ship yet. He stood at a high place, looking at the retreat instructions conveyed from the council above. A half-smile appeared on his face. Looking at the land, he wanted to tell Bakazhan and Bakazhan. Ka Jing: The one who survives to the end is the winner.

And now, it can finally leave this ghost place.

Although it escaped from battle many times, it failed to gain any more benefits.

But isn’t living enough?

At this time, seeing the Bakatans who were fighting fiercely with them suddenly retreat across the board, the humans were still a little confused, especially the soldiers and officers on the front line, who were even more at a loss.

Liao Zheng even frowned and said, "Why did they withdraw suddenly? Do we want to chase them? This is probably a scam."

But at this moment, a communications soldier hurried over below with an excited look on his face.

Liao Zhenggang wanted to scold him, how unbecoming it was to be like this on the battlefield.

But what the other party shouted made Liao Zheng stunned.

"They have retreated! They have retreated! The Bakatans have retreated! The latest news above, we have reached a truce with the Bakatans, and the Bakatans have returned to their world - we are safe! The magic city is no longer There’s a war! Let’s drive them back!”

Liao Zheng couldn't help being stunned after hearing these words.

The other soldiers also looked at each other, instinctively looking back at the Bakatan troops who were gradually disappearing.

All of this seems to have proven something.

Immediately afterwards, thundering cheers swept across the battlefield like a wave.

The soldiers swarmed out of their bunkers and tanks, holding their weapons high and cheering.

"Is this a victory? We pushed the Bakatans back?!"

"We succeeded! We defended the Magic City!"

"Your uncle's Bakatans, get out! Get out! Get out, get out of our planet!"

"Great - great, I can give an explanation to my dead comrades. Look, we succeeded. The Bakatans... the Bakatans were driven back by us!"

"It is said that it was Mr. Lin who cooperated with the higher-ups and frightened the Bakatans, so that the Bakatans retreated..."

"It's amazing. The power of one person can actually influence the battlefield and reverse the defeat of the Demon City. We humans actually have such strong people..."

At this moment, the battlefield was boiling.

And this news spread rapidly like a wave, sweeping every corner of the battlefield and spreading to countless survivors.

Not only the survivors in the East District, but also the survivors in other areas who were still hiding. The survivors who did not gather in the East District also got the news as time went by.

They were hiding in dilapidated buildings or in abandoned vehicles when they suddenly heard something.

When he raised his head, he saw a military drone flying through the sky, using a loudspeaker to broadcast along the street: "This is the headquarters of the Army Group in Magic City. We are now informing all humans in Magic City; the Bakatans have retreated. We and Baka The Tan people have ceased fighting. All humans, you are safe! You are safe! If you have the ability to move independently, please go to the DC area shelter as soon as possible. We will provide you with food and accommodation; if you are unable to move or are injured, please As soon as possible with us..."

The military dispatched all drones, marched along every street, and broadcast in every corner of the city.

Tell all the humans in this city.

They are safe.

The battle in Magic City is over.

When Lin Qun returned from the front, he saw that scene.

The streets were packed with people, soldiers and survivors cheering together.

This is actually not a victory. It is just a compromise for the humans in the Demon City and the Bakatan civilization. But for the vast majority of humans in the Demon City who have been living in despair and panic for a long time, this is a victory.

The victory of life over death.

They don't have to worry, they don't have to be anxious, they don't have to face the possibility of death.

Nothing is more important than life.

The vehicle trudged through the crowd.

The further away from the battlefield on the edge of the East District and the closer to the relatively safe depths of the DC area, the more people cheered on the street. It was not known who was leading the way. Everyone ran out, as if to take advantage of this. Take the opportunity to breathe the free air, and it seems to be a way to declare human sovereignty over this place.

This is a human city.

This is the human planet.

They are the owners here.

I don't know who recognized Lin Qun's car and shouted in the crowd.

"It's Mr. Lin! That's Mr. Lin's car!"

The people around him suddenly became excited.

The missile launch vehicle Lin Qun was riding in was also protected by a military convoy when it returned. Even the windows were protected from prying eyes. From the outside, it was impossible to see whether Lin Qun was inside, but this did not hinder people's enthusiasm. .

They had all heard about Mr. Lin. On the one hand, they were facts, but on the other hand, they were deliberately exaggerated and spread by the military.

Therefore, in this moment of joy and survival, one can imagine their excitement at seeing this legendary figure.

The crowd surged, almost swamping Lin Qun's motorcade.

The convoy's speed slowed down.

The young soldier driver in front looked back at Lin Qun nervously.

Lin Qun only signaled him to drive slowly.

Under the dim sky, in the city where the fire was still burning, the excited crowd and the slowly moving convoy, the composition of this scene has a strange epic feeling.

Lin Qun didn't want to disturb the enthusiasm of these people.

Because at this moment, he was also indescribably excited.

For these seven days of precious peace.

So that he didn't have to think about the bloody battle every day, tossing and turning, and couldn't get a good night's sleep.

Who wants to fight and kill all day long?

And now, although he can't stand in the crowd of excited people, he is surrounded by countless people and the convoy is moving forward. He seems to have become a part of this carnival, sharing the joy and passing on the joy.

He sat in his seat and exhaled slowly.

It's time for him to take a rest.

Only he knows what happened on the top of the building where the communication was just interrupted. There was no battle just now, but it was more exciting than a real battle.

When coming down from the top, Lin Qun felt like he was exhausted.

But the result was good.

They succeeded.

This is the best answer.

Chu Youwei turned her head to look at Lin Qun, pursed her lips and smiled gently. Her tense nerves seemed to relax, so this smile was natural and pure, and beautiful beyond words.

But she didn't say anything, just took the initiative to open the car door for Lin Qun.

In fact, she had never said anything to Lin Qun. From the time when Lin Qun finished the negotiations at the top of the building and said he was going back, to the time when he walked all the way here, she only helped Lin Qun and sat in the car, sitting on both sides of the back seat with Lin Qun, without saying a word.

She was very smart.

She didn't need anyone to tell her. From the reactions of Lin Qun and the Bakatan people, she made the earliest judgment that they succeeded.

Then what else did she need to ask?

She just needed to enjoy the peace of this moment with Lin Qun, that was enough.

On the way back, they walked for a long time. Everyone knew that Mr. Lin was here. More and more people gathered, including survivors, warriors, people Lin Qun knew, and people he didn't know at all.

Lin Qun slowly returned in such a crowd.

He drove for nearly two hours for a half-hour journey.

He finally arrived at the gate of the survivor base of the Sixth Prison in the East District.

The crowd at the gate had been separated long ago.

Teams of soldiers separated the crowd, and Li Zheng, the highest commander of the group army stationed in Modu, personally led people to greet them. He stood at the gate and waited for more than half an hour, waiting for Lin Qun to come back.

Around him were the top leaders of Modu, some from the government and some from the military. Before the disaster on the global battlefield, they were all big figures who could make Modu tremble with a stomp of their feet, but now they all stood behind Li Zheng, looking forward to it, and even seemed a little nervous, waiting for Lin Qun to come back.

When Lin Qun's car approached, Li Zheng went straight forward and gave him a bear hug, and then in front of everyone near and far, he grabbed Lin Qun's hand and raised it high, saying: "We have defended Modu! We have defended Modu!"

At that moment, around the gate of the survivor base, the thousands of people crowded here were briefly quiet for a moment, followed by a boiling cheer.

Someone shouted excitedly.

Some people were in tears and couldn't help themselves.

Lin Qun saw Li Jie, Li Xinghe and the tall Nie Wensheng.

They waved to him excitedly in the crowd.

He also saw Wang Desheng.

He was such a man, but at this moment, his eyes were filled with tears. From a distance, he gave Lin Qun a thumbs up.

For these soldiers, the meaning of defending the Magic City is not just as simple as surviving, but also that they have fulfilled their duties and missions. They protected the Magic City, they protected the remaining survivors, and they explained their missions and their dead comrades.

He also saw Wang Han, who just smiled and nodded to him, and said with his mouth: Now you are a "big star".

Wang Han's eyes were also a little complicated.

When they first met, he only thought that Lin Qun was a strong man and a master, but he never thought that Lin Qun was a super master who could influence the situation of the Magic City war, or even the final outcome of the Magic City war.

He turned around and said to the bodyguard beside him: "Who would have thought of this? You can't judge a person by his appearance."

Nearby, Captain Chu had not returned yet. Commander Fu patted Lin Qun on the shoulder and said nothing.

The high-level officials of the surrounding Magic City were eager to move forward, wanting to say a few words to Lin Qun, and it was also good to get close to him.

Most of these people were big figures that Lin Qun could not even meet before the end of the world, and he might not even have heard of their names.

But now, they all surrounded him, talking to Lin Qun, wanting to curry favor with him and get close to him.

Because they all knew that after these incidents, even if Lin Qun had no military rank and official position, and no real power, his reputation and energy would be unique in the Magic City!

That was a powerful influence independent of combat strength, which could make countless people crazy for him.

A word from him, even if it was not intentional, would move the military and survivors of the Magic City!

That was a more terrifying authority than real power.

Lin Qun's position in the Magic City had reached its peak and could not be shaken.

How could they, the former big shots in the Magic City, not curry favor with him? Whoever curries favor with Lin Qun will have a secure position in the Magic City in the future!

Watching these scenes, Lin Qun actually had mixed feelings.

He never thought that he would become such a "big shot" one day.

But he understood that it was brought by powerful strength, so he would not be arrogant.

Fame is all false, only strength and survival are real.

Civilization needs individuals, and individuals also need civilization. If human civilization perishes, Lin Qun will become a lonely ghost on the blue planet, and he will go to war with alien civilizations wherever he goes. Alien life is endless, and he is only one person. Even if he is strong, if he does not exceed a certain limit, the bloody battles and running around without rest and time to improve and reorganize will eventually make him die of exhaustion and expose his body in the wilderness; and the same is true for civilization. The strength of individuals can escort civilization and is the greatest wealth of civilization.

Lin Qun will not forget this point, nor will he deviate.

Therefore, when he looked at these people, he understood that now he is fully qualified to let the military cooperate with him unconditionally and help him grab contribution points!

Li Zheng took Lin Qun and walked into the survivor base amid the cheers of the crowd.

Lin Qun knew that the battle of the Magic City was over, but for everyone in the Magic City, what they would face next would be an unknown and complex global battlefield.

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