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In the days that followed, the soldiers began to patrol the vicinity of the camp in twos and threes, and for now it seemed that the work would not be dangerous, as the demons from hell did not seem to have any intention of attacking, unlike what is often told in scaremongering stories.

As long as General Xingde does not move forward, the demons will also stand still, the current daily patrols are just routine, there are few emergencies, there are a large number of supplies in logistics, except for most of the residents of this city have been evacuated, all of them have returned to the days before the war.

Ellison continued to live here, and he was lucky enough to escape again in a skirmish a few days ago, for which he was given the title of Ellison the Rabbit Foot, which meant both his luck and his despisy for running fast, but he didn't care about it, Ellison thought the guys were stupid.

Take the evacuation of the inhabitants as an example, you must know that the news of the demonic invasion spreads slowly, these demons have come quietly, and with their special possession ability, humans cannot hide or escape.

So these residents didn't have time to withdraw at all, this qiē is just a beautiful lie, because they still believe it, Ellison snorted disdainfully, so where did these residents go, Ellison felt that the demons he met every day in the past few days were the answer.

What are these demons waiting for, Ellison can see it, he thinks General Lucky can see it too, but what are he waiting for, he doesn't bother to think about it, it's all something that the big man should care about, as long as he doesn't let him die, he doesn't care about anything.

With this in mind. Ellison spent two days safely again after the garrison arrived in Los Angeles......

Two days later. Night.

This is the fifth day that Los Angeles has been occupied by demons. And this is Ellison's last patrol here, and soldiers from other states have arrived six times later, and these soldiers will replace some of them back.

In the case of abundant logistics and troops, soldiers will not be on the battlefield for a long time, and the arrival of new soldiers will keep the army always having good combat effectiveness.

Tonight's patrol was Ellison's last shift, and hopefully nothing would happen, he walked around the camp chewing gum.

"Ellison, you're in good luck." A loud voice came from not far away. Because the current situation is not tense, these new recruits who have just entered the battlefield have brought back their old problems.

"Those dark-eyed weirdos can't help you, and now the withdrawal is your first batch."

A tall, muscular black man came his boss, the new chief, and the old one had died in the first encounter.

A number of commanders died in the war, and another group was urgently promoted.

"If you're lucky, you can't stop anything, and maybe you'll get a medal when you go back, haha. Those beautiful girls, I'm coming. Ellison smirked.

"People with good luck are crow's beaks." The black chief laughed and cursed.

"I'm not going to be ...... Wait a minute. What is that......" Ellison suddenly heard a voice from behind, the sound of a large convoy. It is now banned, and the handover of troops will be tomorrow during the day.

"You forgot, General Xingde gave an order today to have a group of foreign aid here, I heard that there are some very powerful guys, who specialize in dealing with demons, maybe they are them." The black officer thought for a moment and explained Ellison's doubts.

"Seems to be." Ellison shook his head, he was sleeping during the meeting, and he was really impressed.

"It's weird." Ellison said to himself, "What foreign aid will there be at this time, even if even the most powerful 6th Army elite can't break through, is there really a S.H.I.E.L.D. in our country?" Ellison thought of the heroes in the comics, and he shook his head, this is reality.

"But I heard that there's an AT team stationed in Los Angeles, and they're the people."

The AT team has been out of contact since the beginning of the war, and Los Angeles, as a gangster city, always has to have some counter-terrorism personnel who can handle it, and the AT team is such a unit.

Unbeknownst to General Kotoku, however, these poor fellows had been possessed on the eve of the demonic invasion, when they were about to destroy a gangster den by the sea in Los Angeles, and unfortunately they encountered a hellhole.

"I don't know, maybe I was sacrificed on the eve of the demon invasion." The black officer shook his head, not too optimistic about the AT team, "They're in camp, let's go over and have a look." ”

Ellison hesitated, that was also his patrol range, and he also wanted to see what kind of foreign aid came out of nowhere today.

He nodded, and walked towards the door with the black chief.

There were not many people, and there were only eighteen people in Ellison's two patrols, and because they were responsible for the security of the camp, they quickly arrived at the back door of the barracks.

There is a convoy there, which is not affiliated with the military, and it is obvious at a glance, because although the cars they drive are much stronger than the average civilian ones, they are still a lot worse than the military vehicles.

The group had just been questioned by the sentry and were staggering towards the interior of the camp.

Ellison felt the need to go up and ask, even though he had been notified, he stepped forward with the others, "Who are you?" He asked casually, not very strictly, because the possibility of the other party being an enemy was very small.

If the demons wanted to kill them, they didn't need to go to such trouble.

"You damn bunny feet! Patrols must be too boring, and you should have been sent near the front line. The answer was not any of the men, but a soldier leading the way, and the two had been in the same assault team, and they were also familiar.

"I'm going to take them to the general, orders from above." The man shrugged, as if disapproving of these people, "because they are very powerful foreign aids." ”

"Yes." Ellison whispered, he looked at the group of people vaguely, many of them were uniformly dressed, light body armor, these people were men and women, men looked strong, women were not, but overall, they did look like soldiers.

Among them was a beautiful black woman with pale blue pupils, which he liked, but for some reason, Ellison always felt that these guys were very similar to the special human demons who appeared on the battlefield a few days ago, just feelings.

There were also a few outliers, a big black man wrapped in a black trench coat, and although he tried his best to be very cold, Ellison only felt that his skin tone and black trench coat and sunglasses were a mess.

There was also a pale-faced Oriental man, he was looking at them with a smiling expression, Ellison couldn't help but shudder, although the other party was full of smiles, but Ellison seemed to see those demons in his eyes, the same as those demons, inhuman, not human.

Ellison hurriedly looked away, there was a person who was even weaker than him beside the Oriental man, his face was even paler, and he seemed to be terminally ill, what is this guy here for, Ellison wondered, is it an addict.

Another black man...... Ellison continued to look at ...... But before he could take a closer look, the black chief behind him suddenly shouted in surprise, "Explosive Johnny, are you explosive Johnny?" ”

A young man sitting in the innermost part of the room, who didn't look like a good person, was stunned for a moment, "It's me." He nodded and said calmly, "Do you want to sign it?" ”

"Of course." The black officer exaggeratedly called, "Which of you has a camera." He asked, turning his head.

The soldiers shook their heads, who would be walking around the barracks with cameras on their backs.

The black officer thought in disappointment and pulled out a photo of him and his wife, Ellison watched as the guy named Explosive Johnny signed a name on it, and the black officer happily picked it up after the child.

"It's okay." The delay was a bit long, Ellison waved his hand, and the black chief got what he wanted, nodded, and the convoy moved forward again.

Ellison then continued his patrol around the camp, and the black chief's squad followed him along the way. (To be continued......)