Chapter 1159

Don't worry! I've already contacted the other third ranks in Southeast Asia to gather together! They haven't found the gathering point yet, but barring any mishap, they should be able to meet up with us soon!

He didn't want to appear flustered in front of his subordinates.

The thin man, caught off guard by the question, hastily spoke up.

Don't forget how I found you! My innate talent includes a tracking sense, and just now I contacted a group of people to come over!

While speaking, he felt a pang of regret for the disposable Props he had used up.

For such communication Props, basically each war zone will have a few people who possess them.

They aren't very useful in reality, but in the competition they prove quite effective. If really necessary, pooling national resources to exchange for disposable Props in the prestige shop is still no problem.

After all, it's still a national war zone; although they're indeed doing poorly, they at least have some resources.

Of course, if they don't have such means, then for them to meet up they can only rely on luck.

Hearing the leader's meaning, everyone was startled, and their worries instantly lessened considerably.

There's nothing to be done; they're a tiny, lowly nation.

Their land area is not large, but their population density is high.

If it weren't for their low level of urbanization, they wouldn't have lost so many in the first zombie virus outbreak; having held on until now, they're almost on the verge of national extinction.

Let alone anything else, they can't even establish a few decent safe zones or gathering points. The authorities collapsed immediately, and everyone went their own way fighting.

Facing a monster like Lin An, even though they don't currently know his exact strength, they also know that it's definitely not comparable to Lin An.

They still remember that scene from the trial: even with many major powers joining forces, Lin An still slaughtered them like dogs...

With few people, they truly lack a sense of safety.

Among the twenty-plus people, another tall and thin third rank furrowed his brows and spoke uneasily:

"Pawa, who did you contact?"

"Aren't you afraid that when those people come over they'll attack us? They're not from our war zone; calling them over is no different from inviting Lin An."

"Don't end up not encountering Lin An, only to be taken out by them instead!"

In his view, Pawa's behavior was somewhat improper.

Lin An coming is like inviting a wolf into the house. Having other war zones come isn't also a danger? Awakened Ones, in a sense, are walking points.

Hearing the doubt from someone of the same rank, Paro gave a somewhat mysterious, confident smile:

"Rest assured, it won't happen."

"I've summoned three groups! They'll also check and balance each other, so at least in the early stage, no one will dare act rashly."

"And you don't know? Actually, before entering the competition, someone from the Korean war zone contacted me, saying they wanted to cooperate with us and form an alliance against the Huaxia war zone."

"Think about it, who is the biggest threat in this competition? Isn't it the people of Hua Guo?"

"If we don't kill them, the victory slots will still be decided by them!"

"Korea, Japan, northern Burma, Malaysia..."

"Practically every war zone in the island chain has reached cooperation! I heard the Brahman group also wants to join forces, but the alliance side hasn't agreed yet."

"After all, aside from the Huaxia war zone, the Brahman war zone has the second-highest number of third ranks entering, and they're also a threat..."

After hearing Paro's explanation, the tall and thin man's eyes flashed with a hint of something else, and he nodded somewhat moved.

He is a lone third rank who only joined Paro's team before entering the competition.

Compared to Paro, who has his own faction, he still knows too little. However, thinking this way, their safety is actually assured.

With all these war zones combined, the number of third ranks gathered is at least two or three hundred. Second Level are even more numerous, reaching six figures!

Although they may not all be distributed in this area, gathering forty or fifty people should pose no problem.

Even if Lin An were even stronger, he wouldn't dare face that many third ranks head-on. Know this: the strength of third ranks is not like that of Second Level, where most people exhaust their spiritual energy after a few skills, their physical fitness is merely average, and their Equipment is also scarce,

Their strength has already undergone a qualitative change; they are no longer what they once were!

Previously, facing Lin An so miserably, they were like using bows to fight tanks; the damage they could inflict on Lin An was naturally limited, and they couldn't even chase his speed. But now it's different! Even if Lin An were comparable to an aircraft carrier, they at least have swapped bows for cannons! They could wear him down through attrition!

He refuses to believe it! Lin An alone could still slaughter them all!

Out of 'respect' for Lin An, in the judgments of many third ranks, most people think that about ten individuals, as long as Lin An's Blink ability is restricted, can counter him!

Surely each war zone must have made preparations!

"Then it's fine."

"But what after we join forces? Even if we defeat the Huaxia war zone and Lin An, what about our remaining people..."

He couldn't help but think about the future. Joining forces is joining forces, but the slots are limited. In the end, they fear they might end up being used as cannon fodder...

Seeing the tall and thin man start to worry about the future, Paro replied offhandedly without concern:

"When the time comes, it'll just be each relying on their own abilities."

"After eliminating the biggest threat, the remaining war zones' strengths will be roughly equal, so it'll come down to who's stronger. If we fail, we'll simply run to another war zone."

"You don't know? Japan and Korea over there have already prepared to abandon their own war zones."

"Rather than staying there to wait for death, it's better to occupy the mainland."

While Paro was speaking, he also made some movement, lowering his voice:

"Actually, we can also learn from them and do the same."

"Think about it: the Huaxia war zone has disaster mitigation, making their survival conditions far superior to ours! Let's join forces and seize the mainland! It's definitely better than waiting to die in our own war zone."

"Don't take too much territory; securing the Yun-Guang bands is enough! That's a huge piece of fat meat!"

"Let's go together!"

"Catch them!"

On the barren plain, seventeen members of the Faction: Long An squad were frantically fleeing.

With the reinforcement of spiritual energy exoskeletons, the entire squad resembled a moving fortress, launching counterattacks behind them while accelerating their escape.

They had obtained Lin An's information and were escorting a Tianmu person from a small gathering point to meet up.

Who would have thought we'd encounter another war zone on the road!

"The enemy has nine Third Level!"

"Captain! What do we do!!"

A Faction: Long An soldier carrying a spirit-energy flamethrower and wearing battle armor urgently asked the squad leader; behind him, different configurations, the heavily loaded firepower specialist had already given up fleeing, now roaring as he pulled the trigger, his whole body's spirit energy poured into the godfire cannon, spewing out two blue-red fire dragons.

Their strength is such that facing twice their own number of Second Level is no problem. Each one is a carefully selected Second Level elite; with powerful firepower configuration, they can even barely contend with a Third Level who isn't swift! But running into nine Third Levels at once leaves no chance of victory!

I'll cover the rear, detonate the dirty bomb!

You guys figure out how to run!

Eyes filled with resolve, the squad leader at the front, wearing black exoskeleton, directly slowed his steps, then turned and charged toward the pursuers behind him.

If it weren't for the enemy wanting to capture their equipment intact, those Third Levels wouldn't bother wasting spirit energy to attack; they wouldn't have made it this far!

But if you want to catch them!? Then you'll pay the price!

As the small tactical nuclear bombs issued to each squad of twenty, these nukes are tactical yields produced by Faction: Long An from raw materials! Although they can't compare to regular warheads due to technical issues causing extreme contamination! But within a certain range, they are still enough to threaten Third Level Awakened Ones.

Seeing that they themselves could not escape at all, the squad leader simply prepared to fight to the death!

Run!

Directly engage engine propulsion!

Voice hoarse from exhaustion.

Having expended all his spirit energy, the squad leader, already resolved to die, abandoned defense and charged desperately at the distant enemy Third Level. If he could block their pursuit, the other members might still escape!

Not far away, in midair.

A Third Level youth who looked like he came from the Malay theater, his eyes full of mockery, watched the squad leader rushing toward him.

Truly laughable..

Do you really think I can't see your intention?

Daring to charge over, he's likely carrying some immensely powerful lethal weapon capable of mutual destruction. I must say, although he doesn't care much for this batch of Faction: Long An Second Levels, he's also somewhat surprised by the luxurious equipment these soldiers have.

Before the squad leader could try to get closer to detonate the dirty bomb, the youth hovering in midair gave a cold laugh; suddenly he opened his mouth, and a milky-white energy torrent instantly pierced his chest.

Captain!

Captain!!

Whoosh!

With a flash of acceleration, within a few seconds he appeared before the fallen squad leader.

After raising his hand to conjure a shield, the youth directly ignored the Faction: Long An soldiers who, in grief and rage, turned to attack him.

Seize them! Don't waste time!

As he spoke, the youth stepped with one foot onto the face of the squad leader spitting blood, as if looking down, and gave a light chuckle:

"Faction: Long An's elite, is that all their strength?"

"Lin An, is no different.."

Humiliated underfoot, the severely wounded squad leader struggled desperately, but that energy torrent had already scorched his abdomen, leaving him with no strength at all.

He stared fixedly at the arrogant youth, forcing out a curse:

"If you have the guts.. then kill me!!"

"Lord Lin An... will avenge us!!"

"Lin An? Avenge?"

"You think I'd be afraid of him?"

A flicker of contempt flashed in the youth's eyes, and he snorted:

"I'm just afraid he won't dare come!"

Bang!

The youth stomped, exploding the squad leader's head, then waved his hand and ordered:

"Round them all up, we'll rendezvous at Paro!"

With his hands behind his back, he gazed indifferently into the distance, his eyes filled with absolute confidence.

Lin An?

Heard he's a mid-level Third Level?

Sorry, me too.