Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

On the deserted land covered with yellow sand, a team was walking hard. Among them were slowly-running armored vehicles, dragging many supplies, but more people could only walk on the dry land full of gravel.

This team had thousands of people, they were well-equipped and disciplined. The combat members on the periphery were all wearing uniform bulletproof vests and holding fully automatic weapons. The women and children inside also kept quiet. Many children were held by their mothers, sitting in armored vehicles, looking outside quietly, their dark eyes reflecting the world full of yellow sand in the distance.

As the line of sight got closer, you could see the long-faded signs on the armored vehicles - 'Heshan Rescue Society'.

The word Rescue Society had a special meaning in the Fifth Era. It often referred to the native humans who survived in the cracks between the new races.

In order to avoid being completely destroyed by the new race that was already powerful and blessed by the dark sun, the rescue associations formed by these native humans had to come up with various ways to survive under harsh living conditions. Discipline, sacrifice, and unity, these beliefs are almost integrated into the blood of every member.

This is of course not because the members of the rescue association are born noble, but all the rescue associations that did not do so, had traitors, and surrendered were eliminated by the favored race ruled by the dark sun.

Despite the large number of people, the members of this team remained silent, and only the low roar of the armored vehicle could be heard.

A slight south wind blew, and the ground rolled up waves of sand and gravel particles, causing some women and children to cough, and then they pulled up temporary black scarves to use as masks.

Just as they were advancing, waves of vibrations and shaking came from the distance, which made the team stop quickly. Many people didn't say anything, but their expressions gradually became nervous.

"Are they still catching up..." After consultation, several high-level members of the rescue association stopped the entire team and began to arrange defense lines.

Heavy steel shields slammed heavily on the ground, pressed into the gravel, and fixed with brackets at the rear. The advancing convoy also turned around, and the armored vehicles were arranged in a line to fit in with the shields in front, forming a second line of defense.

Looking down from the sky, the team slowly formed a tight elliptical array, and connected the outer circle into a shield steel wall with no dead angles.

If you don't know, you will definitely be puzzled as to why such a formation is formed in the wilderness, but this question will soon disappear.

In the distant land, the vibration became stronger and stronger, and the dry ground gradually cracked and spread everywhere, like a sleeping giant awakening underground, its heart beating constantly, hitting the earth's crust.

One sound...

Two sounds...

Three sounds...

The cracks became larger and larger, and the vibrations became more and more intense. Suddenly, like a black tide overflowing from the ground, countless dense insects drilled out of the cracks in the ground and spread in all directions. More of them flapped their wings and jumped into the air, forming a black fog covering the sky.

Such a scene would make intelligent life shudder, but this team in the wilderness was used to it.

The trunk of the armored vehicle was opened, and the dark red scraps inside were exposed to the scorching sun, and then the high-pitched command spread throughout the team.

"Raise the rust!"

The members carrying special equipment put their rough fingers on the box, and then the red rusty scraps rose under the action of magnetism and spread over the sky above the team.

"Insert the geomagnetic fulcrum!"

One by one, black magnet spears were inserted into the surface of the earth, and they were arranged into neat hexagons. Then the invisible magnetic field spread under the action of extraordinary power, and the red rusty scraps in the sky suddenly changed, forming a surrounding rust curtain wall, and these scraps rotated with each other, like a meat grinder grinding flesh and blood.

At this time, the black insect tide in the distance has spread to this side. Countless black insects flapping their wings and emitting buzzing sounds pounced on the steel curtain like a cloud covering the sky. For a moment, tiny sparks burst out, but more of them were black insect meat and juice ground by broken iron, constantly rolling down from the air and accumulating outside the position.

The huge broken magnet meat grinder rotated, constantly consuming the attacking black insect swarm.

Even if the defending team has the advantage, the battle is far from over. The black insect tide crawling out of the cracks in the ground in the distance is still endless. In order to eliminate these insects as much as possible, many combat members of the team came to the back of the shield wall with black iron cans on their backs.

One by one, long black tubes stretched out, and the turbid corpse oil was sprayed into mist under the action of the compression pump, and then ignited.

The huge ring of flames with black smoke appeared on the ground in an instant. Under the billowing smoke, the dark red hot flames licked and devoured the many black insects that attacked, burning their wings. Their bodies fell into the fire, making a crackling sound, and then they were also ignited.

Countless black insect corpses piled up in the wilderness, and the burnt and foul smell emitted could be clearly smelled more than ten miles away. Their number far exceeded the branch that attacked the Stone Forest Fort. Perhaps this was the main force of the insect tide.

The dead insect corpses made bursts of crackling sounds in the high temperature, and the pheromones in them rushed to the sky with the high temperature heat flow, like a lighthouse, constantly attracting other insect swarms within hundreds of miles.

From morning to dusk, in six hours, I don’t know how many black insect tides that attacked were burned. The fighters holding the nozzles had blisters on their hands and sweat all over their bodies. Many people were at their physiological limits.

Just as the whole team watched the insect swarms in the wilderness gradually thin out and thought that hope was slowly coming, another surge of buzzing sounds came from the distant sky. This time, it was no longer those extremely fragile black insects that would die if burned, but flying insects close to human size.

These flying insects with black and yellow veins are like wasps, but they are more flexible and ferocious. The black front feet are like sawtooth blades, and the two rows of vertical teeth secrete a variety of toxins that can infect and kill people. The strange patterns on their bodies give them a special ability to resist high temperatures. Even hundreds of degrees of high temperature waves cannot kill them on the spot.

When these insects appeared, many people in the rescue team showed desperate expressions.

"Heshan Rescue Association!"

A combat member shouted loudly, like thunder in the team.

"Heshan Rescue Society!"

Someone shouted their name again. In the fifth era of near-complete despair, these rescue societies were the only salvation and hope for the original humans. For the meaning behind this name, countless people have sacrificed over the past thousands of years. Many people's names have long been forgotten by time, but the symbol with shields and clenched fists has been passed down.

One by one, members holding automatic rifles stepped forward to replace the exhausted flamethrowers. These fighters were covered in airtight armor, revealing only a pair of black eyes, staring at the vicious swarm of insects flying in the distance.

"Start injecting serum."

The commander's order was issued, and a needle with light red liquid was inserted into the blood vessels beside the neck. The cold liquid entered the body, and then the blood vessels of the whole body began to become hot, the muscles bulged like earthworms, and the nerves reached unprecedented excitement and calmness.

The pain began to leave them, fatigue began to leave them, weakness began to leave them, and all the beauty of life began to leave them.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the temperature of the steel in his hands kept rising as he continued to shoot. The flying shells were endless, and bullet after bullet penetrated the atmosphere, tearing the bodies of the vicious insects and smashing them into pieces.

Then more insects swooped down from the sky and crashed into the array full of bullets and flames. These insects, born for killing, were also extremely tenacious. Even if their bodies were broken, they still exerted their last life activities, tearing the gaps with sharp saw teeth, and their crazy mouthparts danced in the flames.

The swaying and shining beliefs and the instincts rooted in genes intertwined on the battlefield. The battle continued, and at this moment, the two were deadlocked.