The destruction of Stronghold 108 had a far-reaching impact. On the entire battlefield, this vast stronghold itself was the largest forward operating base for the Li Consortium's combat troops.
When the other combat troops organized by the rear strongholds rushed to the front lines, they would rest and resupply at Stronghold 108 before continuing north. This was also the reason why Stronghold 108 was suddenly short on food.
As the Li Consortium had not experienced a large-scale war before, they lacked experience. Many of the generals even thought war was a very simple matter as long as the war machine operated steadily. They had designed operating mechanisms and backup plans for this for many years.
But the moment the war started, they realized that war was inherently unpredictable. Accidents were the most common form of war.
After Stronghold 108 was destroyed, the Li Consortium's frontline troops immediately lost their complete supply line. The Yang Clan's armored troops kept attacking Mt. Qingsheng just to open up a gap for their infiltration troops. This strategy was undoubtedly a great success.
After the Experimentals retreated, the Yang Clan's nanosoldiers continued to wreak havoc in the rear and destroy the main strategic facilities.
However, Yang Xiaojin had already disappeared. As one of the core members of the Yang Clan, she did not seem interested in the war itself. Moreover, the nanosoldiers did not even know she had arrived.
It was rumored that the Saboteurs and the Yang Clan had been at odds for a long time, but no one knew what the truth was.
The Li Consortium's supply line had been cut off, but nothing could be seen in the short term. But if their rear troops could not successfully rebuild the supply line, it would be a disastrous blow to the Li Consortium.
After the Li Consortium suffered this disaster, they decided to retaliate against the Yang Clan at all costs.
Everyone on the Southwest battlefield was more concerned about things like the supply line. But to the entire supernatural world, Chen Wudi's appearance was a milestone event.
The Saboteurs had once defined this period as the "Dawn of the Gods." That was because no one in the entire supernatural world had truly transcended the mundane.
Everyone was still afraid of firearms and firearms, and everyone was still hiding in the shadows of the consortiums. The power of the mundane was still restricting the entire supernatural world.
However, Chen Wudi's appearance put an end to this period of time. Those who were quietly waiting in the supernatural world defined the era after Chen Wudi's appearance as the "Rise of the Gods."
This was because they had already seen the upper limit of supernatural beings and hoped that they could also reach that height.
However, throughout the entire Daybreak era, only Li Shentan could be considered a demigod. And the only person who could reach the threshold of godhood was Chen Wudi.
In the truest sense, it was a power that only gods could possess.
On the empty and run-down streets of Stronghold 108, a gust of cold wind blew over and blew the tattered newspapers that were scattered on the ground into the air.
The leaves were wilting. There used to be cleaners in the stronghold, but now that everyone in the stronghold had fled, only a small number of people were still hiding in their homes, hoping to be rescued by the Li Consortium. However, Li Shentan's missile troops had intercepted all of the Li Consortium's rear troops in the south, so they would not be able to come over anytime soon.
Li Shentan walked alone on the long street. He looked at the bleak scene around him without any emotion in his eyes.
The little girl, Si Liren, who was dressed in a white robe, flew beside him without saying a word. She could feel the sadness and loneliness in Li Shentan's heart.
Li Shentan came to the place where Chen Wudi had fought the Experimentals. He quietly looked at Chen Wudi's stone-like body and sighed. Then he sat cross-legged across from Chen Wudi.
He sat there for an entire day and night. It was as though he no longer cared about anything in the outside world. He even temporarily let go of his hatred.
The artillery fire from the South and North was still roaring nonstop. Instead, the "crack" in Stronghold 108 had suddenly become a quiet paradise.
While Li Shentan sat there, Si Liren waited by his side without saying a word. She never left his side or made a sound.
Suddenly, Li Shentan sighed and said, "I'm suddenly a little envious of that kid, Ren Xiaosu."
Si Liren asked, "Brother, are you feeling guilty?"
"I'm not feeling guilty." Li Shentan shook his head and said in a firm tone, "I wasn't wrong either."
How could a person who could become the Demon Whisperer have such a strong heart wavering? From the moment he took revenge, he had never intended to argue with anyone about who was right or wrong.
So what if he was wrong?
Li Shentan looked at Chen Wudi's sculpture and said, "You and I both came out of the psychiatric hospital."
What he wanted to say was that among the people who had come out of the psychiatric hospital in this era, he and Chen Wudi were like two extremes. One was pure and had a heart that yearned for the light, while the other was willing to sink into hell.
Li Shentan liked being called the Demon Whisperer very much because the demon in him was enough to devour the world.
But the moment Chen Wudi died, Li Shentan suddenly felt a little touched.
He stood at the edge of the endless dark abyss and wanted to leap over it. But he kept feeling like someone was whispering his name behind him. When Li Shentan turned around, he could only see nothing.
Li Shentan sat across from Chen Wudi and said, "I don't think I have anything else to do after my revenge. If I'm still alive by then, I'll go and protect your master on your behalf."
But all of a sudden, Li Shentan froze. He turned around to look at Si Liren, but she was already dozing off in midair.
He suddenly laughed. "Don't sleep, don't sleep. The Li Consortium still has several strongholds. I'm afraid those old fogeys have already gone into hiding. We have to find them."
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Inside Stronghold 88, Luo Lan was eating and drinking to his heart's content. In any case, he was relying on the Yang Clan to entertain him for free.
Before the cooperation between the Yang Clan and the Kyung Clan came to an end, he would not be allowed to leave Stronghold 88. The reason why the Yang Clan was willing to establish a foundation of trust and cooperation with Qing Zhen was because Luo Lan had personally come here. This was a sign of Qing Zhen and Luo Lan's sincerity.
Any organization with a sophisticated intelligence network would know that as long as Luo Lan was with the Yang Clan, Qing Zhen would not tear up the alliance between the two sides for no reason.
Of course, Luo Lan was also aware of his current hostage situation. However, he was very calm as he had already made up his mind to come here to eat and drink for free.
Although he could not leave Stronghold 88, it had to be said that the Yang Clan treated him with the highest standards.
But all of a sudden, a crow flew onto the dining table. Luo Lan untied the small bamboo tube on the crow's leg, which contained a note.
Luo Lan's fat fingers unrolled the note. But when he read the contents, he froze.
Luo Lan's trusted aide asked, "Boss, what's the matter?"
"It's nothing," Luo Lan said with a sigh. He poured the wine in his glass onto the ground. The friend who had saved his life and claimed he was Benbo 'erba was no longer around.
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