A large part of the reason why these powerful infected people in Mota Town gathered here was because of Lihao's call.

There will inevitably be resistance in oppression, and Lihao has resisted before, and the consequence is that he was imprisoned, and more than 20,000 infected people who are also cellmates will end up with him.

But now, the Victorian Empire's oppression of the infected has escalated, from oppression to killing, and as an already "rebellious" extremist, Lihao is bound to attract like-minded people.

The infected in Mota Town are different from the ordinary infected, they are already violent and have now killed the red eye, and if you want these guys to leave, you must have the attitude of Lihao, who is a spiritual leader.

....

Through inquiry, Xia Feng finally met Lihao on the top floor of a four-story building in the depths of the town.

"Click, click!"

Blood fell down his fingers, drop by drop.

Lihao's huge body was leaning against the corner, one arm was wrapped in a bandage, of course, this twisted arm was due to Xia Feng.

In addition to the severely fractured arm, Lihao's body was also scarred at this time, and in the winter, blood mixed with sweat had soaked his clothes.

It can be seen that he can hold on to the infected people in the town until now, which is already the limit.

Lihao leaned against the corner of the wall and gasped for breath, his chest rose and fell violently, and when he saw Xia Feng and the others coming up, his eyes were full of astonishment.

Soon, he recovered from his stunned stupture.

Because of the pain, Lihao's expression was slightly distorted, but the voice from his mouth was still calm.

"Heh, Brother Feng, you're finally coming to me again."

"Yes."

"It's too late, and we're all going to die here."

Xia Feng held the Red Demon Sword and stood calmly in front of Lihao, and outside the window was the noisy shouting and killing sound in the distance.

"Do you want to die?"

Leaning against the wall, Lihao grinned indifferently.

"Die as you deserve, why not, the best time has passed, now Victoria has no hope, anyway, no matter where you flee, you will be killed by the Central Army, so it is better to die here with your brothers."

Xia Feng squatted down and stared straight into Lihao's eyes.

"Even if you and the infected in this town die here, nothing will change."

"So what, can you change by running away like a mouse?"

"As long as you live, you have a chance."

Lihao wanted to say something, but looking at Xia Feng's eyes, his words were stifled alive.

Xia Feng stared at Lihao's eyes tightly.

"Actually, you don't want to die here, not only you, but every infected person in the town doesn't want to."

Hearing Xia Feng's words, Lihao's strong attitude finally collapsed.

He sighed heavily.

He didn't continue to stubbornly deny Xia Feng's words, but said in a low voice.

"What if you don't want to die, now that Mota Town has been surrounded by the Central Army, there are at least 30,000 infected people in the town, and it is impossible to go out completely."

Xia Feng's voice contained firm confidence.

"You can get out."

"Oh, let me leave behind my compatriots who swore to live and die with me, and escape alone, I'm sorry, I can't do it."

"No, you're not alone."

Xia Feng took out his mobile phone, and the call stayed on General Ormon's communication number.

"As long as you make the infected people in the town give up the idea of dying together and choose to evacuate together, I can guarantee that most of them will survive, and as long as they live, there is hope."

...

Outside the window, the sound of war is pervasive, and people die every second, and in this remote town, the death of every life is meaningless.

Because until they lost their lives, they didn't see the hope that Xia Feng said in his mouth.

As long as you die, there is nothing, but as long as you live, there are infinite possibilities.

There was silence for a long time.

Lihao's voice came.

"Brother Feng, from now on, I will give me this life from you."

....

At Lihao's call, the signal to retreat spread by word of mouth, and soon, most of the infected began to shrink their fronts, gradually converging at the west gate of the town.

After 40 minutes.

The five integrated divisions of the Southern Military Region rushed to the outskirts of Mota Town and faced each other from the Central Army, which was defending the town.

The Central Army did not expect that the Southern Military Region would mobilize so many troops for a small town, which is not in line with common sense.

Judging from the overall situation, it is impossible for the Southern Military Region to launch a decisive battle with the Central Army on the plains at this time, but if all military actions can be handled with common sense, the army will not need generals.

Just like in a game in LOL, if the opposing damage is too high, you need to play a defensive outfit in order to develop obscenely, but if your own disadvantage is too big to support the obscene development, then, you can't play a defensive outfit, but a pure output outfit.

If you have to lose anyway, then you will lose the happiest C position of the opponent's jump in seconds, and perhaps there will be a turnaround point with a probability of less than one percent.

....

Out of prudence, the Central Army in the town of Mota immediately called for reinforcements and maintained a conservative defensive posture.

The two armies face each other, and any flaw is fatal.

At this moment, the 5 divisions of the Southern Military District moved, not with a wild charge, but with a 200-meter forward like a walk.

This move immediately made the generals of the Central Army hold their breath, so nervous that they didn't even dare to blink their eyes, they were afraid that the Southern Military Region would launch a death charge against them in the next second.

At the same time, with a burst of ice spells, the high wall on the west side of the town was directly shattered on all sides.

"Boom!"

The town's infected poured out of the town like floodwaters opening the floodgates, rushing into the mountains to the west.

Due to the pressure of the five divisions of the Southern Military Region, the Central Army did not dare to act rashly, and before the support arrived, it could only watch the infected people in the town escape.

....

Afterwards, the so-called Armageddon did not break out, and after receiving the signal of Xia Feng's safe evacuation, General Omon immediately ordered the troops of 5 divisions to withdraw to the defense line of the military region.

Lihao and his tens of thousands of infected brothers were saved, and they who wanted to fight to the death with the Central Army were given hope to live by Xia Feng.

At this point, Lihao also abandoned his "grand plan".

The Southern Military Region proved its attitude towards the infected with its actions, and Lihao chose to believe in Vina and the queen's determination to resist.

....

The rescue operation was over.

Xia Feng temporarily settled Lihao and his surviving infected brothers in the Southern Military Region, and with the addition of those brothers of Hu Lai before, the lost troops of the Southern Military Region were somewhat replenished.

A few days later.

The physically and mentally exhausted summer breeze finally returned to Shengdi City.

The high-intensity battle, using his brain, and running around have already put Xia Feng's spirit on the verge of collapse.

Aside from a nap in the car, he barely slept because of the extreme lack of sleep, which made his consciousness a little dazed.

....

Pushing the door like a walking corpse into the room that Lin Hai had given him, he was surprised to see multiple familiar faces.

Nancy, Turtle Turtle, Xiao Ye, and Hemmer and others.

Seeing everyone who hadn't seen him for a long time, Xia Feng looked overjoyed.

"You ...... It's all here! ”

However, no one responded to his words.

In the room, everyone lowered their heads and remained silent, and the turtle clenched his small fists tightly, trying his best to hide the red circles under his eyes.

Sensing the abnormality of the atmosphere, Xia Feng immediately had an ominous premonition.

"What's wrong?"

Silent.....

Xia Feng glared and immediately raised his voice.

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you speak? Ah Guang, you say, Ah Guang, what about Ah Guang people? ”

Glancing around the room, everyone at the barbecue restaurant was there, but Ah Guang, who was usually the first to come out to respond to him, disappeared.

At this moment, the sense of déjà vu that had loomed in my mind resurfaced.

Xia Feng stood in place stunned, he felt his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

"Ah Guang."

After a long time, Xiao Ye walked to Xia Feng's side with a heavy face, and replied in a low voice word by word.

"Something happened to Ah Guang."

Xia Fengyi grabbed Master Xiao's shoulders and asked excitedly and loudly.

"Something's wrong? What's wrong? Injured? Crippled? Tell me, what happened to Ah Guang? ”

....

The room was dead silent, and everyone bowed their heads and remained silent.

Looking at Xia Feng's expression, a trace of unbearability flashed in Xiao Ye's eyes, and in the end, he still spoke.

"Ah Guang is dead."