The result is that the investigation team has been missing for three years, but now, there are survivors. So the church believes that there are still survivors in the investigation team, and based on this, they launched a rescue operation.
Nuo Jin, who looked well-behaved, raised her hand and asked, "Priest, they have been missing for three years. How did they get supplies in the adverse world?"
He Wenchi had an 'official' smile on his face: "Unfortunately, we also want to know this question. It is precisely because we don't know that we are here now, right?"
"Okay, that's about all I have to say. As for the doubts in everyone's mind, we'll answer them one by one after we arrive at our destination."
He Wenchi bowed slightly and returned to the priests.
Tianyang opened the backpack next to him and prepared to take out the book to continue reading. He was almost certain that the church must not reveal all the information they had. Just like last time, they were always mysterious and reserved.
A breeze blew around him, Tianyang stopped what he was doing and looked over to see Wuhen sitting next to him.
"Tianyang, do you think that Priest He is holding back? I always feel that he hasn't made his words clear." The young man with a flamboyant and lively personality had no awareness of disturbing others.
"Our duty is to protect investigators, so I think we don't need to know too much." Tianyang had no choice but to deal with him.
Wuhen showed a thoughtful expression: "It seems to make sense, right..."
He looked at the boy and smiled. "You don't mind if I sit here, right? We're still a long way from arriving at the base, and it's too boring for me to sit alone."
"That big guy Xia Yuan doesn't seem to like being disturbed, and as for Nuo Jin, it seems like they don't get along well..."
So how did you know that we would get along? Also, you are disturbing me... ... This thought flashed through the boy's mind helplessly.
As a result, until arriving at the Lighthouse Base, Tianyang had no chance to bring up World History. Wuhen seemed to have endless things to say. Even if Tianyang was in a cold mood, he could always find new topics.
He reminded Tianyang of a bird, but a girl who was so active was cute. As for men, the only words that Tianyang could think of were chatterbox and annoying.
Lighthouse base.
After getting off the high-speed train and entering the base, the base was still the same, a busy scene with various vehicles running continuously, transporting fresh blood to various parts of the world.
This time, Tianyang came to the base as a member of the Holy Temple, so he didn't go to say hello to Lingfeng, for fear that he would scold him again.
When Tianyang was asking relevant personnel to pick up the church car in the garage, he saw that a black-painted "Queen" was also transported to the carriage. This intelligent weapon developed by Yunyang Intelligent Engineering was controlled by Yan Bing last time and performed brilliantly in the mission.
Unexpectedly, the church got into trouble so soon.
"This is the 'special edition' that Yunyang Zhigong provided to our church. It has been updated in terms of weapons and performance. The head of the church named it 'War Creed'."
He Chiwen came to Tianyang, put his hands in front of him, and overlapped his palms: "This kind of intelligent weapon is very good. If it can be mass-produced, the lives of soldiers will be greatly protected."
"The Priest has provided the relevant information and data to the Cardinals to see if he can get their support and help Yunyang Intelligent Engineering to mass-produce this intelligent weapon as soon as possible."
Tianyang was surprised. If Yunyang Intelligent Engineering could get the support of the church, it would undoubtedly be able to make great achievements. I don't know whether Bastion would be happy to see this happen. Judging from Yuan Shu's vigilance against the church, Bastion should not want the church's power to infiltrate too much, and he will surely do something about this matter.
Without staying at the Lighthouse Base for too long, the two church vehicles left the base after loading the necessary supplies.
The church's dedicated vehicles look a bit like battlefield medical vehicles, with multiple rooms and even a prayer room. Because there are isolation devices in the vehicle, ordinary people can also take off their protective clothing in the vehicle. Of course, this benefit can only be enjoyed after all the black fog inside the vehicle is cleared.
The church vehicle has many functions, but most of them are for daily living, and it even has a kitchen.
There is no need to worry about firepower, as it has multiple weapon platforms, including two star-type heavy artillery.
The thick armor of the vehicle ensures its defensive performance. If there is a disadvantage, mobility is indeed the shortcoming of this vehicle.
After leaving the base and driving along the highway for three days, the two church vehicles finally arrived at the city of the opposite world, Metropolis!
Driving on a road, Wuhen was fiddling with a holographic model. The image displayed by the holographic model was exactly where they were now.
From the image, we can see that the road on which the church's special car travels is built in mid-air, supported by columns similar to bridge piers. This road twists and turns in mid-air, crossing a block below the city, and together with other roads, it forms a complex transportation network.
"The Reverse Realm is really a magical place. Look, they actually built a road in mid-air. No wonder so many scholars are obsessed with studying the Reverse Realm. They always give people surprises of one kind or another."
Looking at the holographic model in his hand, Wuhen sighed sincerely.
Xia Yuan, wearing thick blue steel armor, looked out the window: "Magical? Surprising? The Reverse Realm gives me the feeling of darkness and filth. I really don't know what kind of person would like this kind of ghost place."
Wuhen shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless.
Suddenly, the vehicle stopped, and a warrior in the front of the car reported: "There is something going on ahead, it seems someone is fighting with the black people!"
Tianyang, who had been dozing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard this: "I'll go take a look."
"I'm going too." Wuhen shouted.
The young man wearing a black hood and Wuhen, who was only wearing combat uniform armor, quickly got out of the car.
A dozen or so warriors got off the car. The road surface of this suspended "highway" was covered with car wreckage. Not far away, gunshots were heard, and flames spewed out from the muzzles, creating bright lights in the darkness.
"Flare!" Wuhen shouted.
A warrior fired a flare into the sky.
A moment later, a brilliant light appeared in the sky, illuminating the nearby road surface.
This time Tianyang could see clearly that there were two Coyote tanks parked on the road a hundred meters ahead. They were the standard vehicles of the collection team!
Looking further ahead, the collection team members relying on the tank were firing at a swaying, twisted black shadow on the other side of the road.
There were three other people behind the tank. One of them was sitting on the ground, leaning against a wrecked car, and seemed to be injured. The other two, one was squatting next to the injured, seemingly giving first aid. The other was a gunman.
Jie saw the light above his head and was looking back towards Tianyang.
"It's the collection team, help us!"
Wuhen had already rushed towards the battle point, his star energy flashing, his abilities stacked up, and with a rank 4, he had a powerful aura commensurate with his rank.
Although this person talks a lot, he is also very decisive when it comes to critical moments.
A warrior was also fiddling with an electronic board. The rear of the church's special car opened, and the "War Creed" jumped out. Judging from its unfolded body, it was indeed somewhat different from the "Queen" controlled by the Flame Soldier.
The weapons equipped on this War Creed seemed to be mostly of the type for close combat. In addition to the mechanical limbs used for movement, its top armor was unfolded, and blade-like components protruded from it.
The edges of those sharp blades glowed with yellow light, and it seemed that the blades were equipped with some kind of energy generating device, most likely used mainly for cutting targets.
Under the warrior's control, this intelligent weapon flew like a rocket, even faster than Wuhen. It passed the two collection team's vehicles and rushed into the Wanderer cluster.
The energy cutting blades of War Creed began to spin, and as the machine moved, it cut a bloody path among the Prowlers.
After going deep into the enemy group, the cutting blade stopped, but the blade tip was pointing in different directions. Suddenly, a yellow energy jet shot out from the blade tip, and then as the blade moved in an interlaced manner, the energy jets slid horizontally and vertically, cutting a large number of wanderers around War Creed into pieces.
Wuhen, who had already passed the Coyote Chariot, stopped, his mouth twitching: "This thing is quite powerful. In this way, it seems that I don't need to take action."
Tianyang, wearing a temple robe, came to the injured person and looked down. The injured person's head was broken and his face was shattered. There was a large amount of blood on his abdomen. It seemed that the protective suit was damaged and the injury was serious.
Although there were team members nearby giving him first aid, it looked like he could not be saved.
In addition to his own injuries, his helmet mask and protective clothing were damaged, allowing the black fog to penetrate. In a few minutes, he would die or be contaminated, thus transforming into a dark citizen of the opposite world.
Tianyang, who has had rich experience, now knows that the so-called black fog pollution is actually an upgraded version of the demonic disease.
Looking at the collector in the helmet, he was a boy of the same age as him, only about sixteen or seventeen years old. Looking at him, Tianyang remembered himself back then.
He was also a member of the collection team at that time, and he was also injured.
The difference is that Tianyang was abandoned by the captain and even sacrificed himself to buy time to escape; while the young man in front of him was being desperately rescued by his companions.
But Tianyang was lucky to survive, but this boy, I'm afraid...
"It's useless, Captain." The boy's bitter voice sounded from the helmet.
"Shut up and listen, Aping, I will not give up on you! I will not give up on anyone!" the rescuer shouted loudly and continued his futile work.
The boy named Aping glanced at Tianyang with some envy in his eyes, then took off his helmet.
The collection team leader exclaimed: "What are you doing! Put on your helmet quickly!"
Ah Ping smiled bitterly and patted the broken mask on his helmet: "See, Captain, it's broken. I have inhaled the black mist, and I am going to die..."