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Chapter 71: The word "give up" is never in the dictionary.
"Enemy numbers? Composition?" Long Zhan asked calmly.
Fendona looked puzzled, and Lin Mo realized that she didn't understand, so he immediately translated.
"I can't see clearly, it's a dark mass, covering the mountains and fields... there must be nearly 100,000!" Fendona's voice was filled with utter grief.
"There are countless flying magical beasts and siege behemoths inside!"
100,000!
Lin Mo's mind went blank.
He translated the situation, and Long Zhan and Zhao Gang exchanged a glance, both seeing four words in each other's eyes—desperate situation.
"Our combat strength?" Long Zhan continued to inquire through the portal. (Note: With Lin Mo present, I won't go into detail about each translation, lest I be accused of being irrelevant.)
Fendona glanced at the elven formation at the entrance to the valley, her voice strained.
"Five thousand elite elven guards, and a dozen or so holy humans... Archbishop Kyle needs to maintain the portal; he cannot intervene."
Five thousand against one hundred thousand is a drop in the ocean.
They were still fighting against the fearless demons with poorly equipped cold weapons.
This was not a battle, but a massacre.
Lin Mo felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
He looked at the slowly expanding portal, then at Fendona's despairing face on the other side, and an unprecedented sense of powerlessness gripped him.
It was so close.
Only three, no, two and a half hours left.
Once the portal is fully open, the 25,000 steel torrents behind them can go out to help.
But now, those two and a half hours have become an insurmountable barrier.
If the portal is destroyed...
All his efforts, including those of the Great Xia, will come to naught.
The future of Earth, the hope of Terra...
Everything will be crushed in this valley along with that unfinished portal.
The two senior academicians, Qian Zhenhua and Liu Chengen, had lost all color in their faces, their lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.
One moment it was a broad road leading to a new world, the next it turned into such a desperate situation.
A sense of despair spread simultaneously on both sides of the portal.
Long Zhan suddenly spoke, his voice breaking the frozen atmosphere.
"Lin Mo, tell her."
Lin Mo was taken aback.
"Have her take your body from the camp and fly back to the Elf King's City immediately." Long Zhan looked at Lin Mo, his voice serious.
"As long as you are alive, there is still hope."
Lin Mo immediately relayed the message to Fendona on the other side of the door.
Fendona wiped her face, nodded emphatically, and replied quickly in Elvish:
"Elder Muyu has already given the order, I... I'll go now, you can't be hurt!"
After she finished speaking, she didn't hesitate any longer and turned to run towards the wooden house where Lin Mo's body was kept.
Then she was seen carrying Lin Mo's other body on her back, escorted by two elves, and riding away on a griffin.
Long Zhan watched her disappearing figure and nodded.
"Their commander isn't stupid to think of something like this."
He withdrew his gaze, looked at the halo that had expanded to the size of a basketball, and quickly gave the order.
"Technical reconnaissance team!"
"arrive!"
"Bring all the small-sized drones here immediately."
"yes!"
Long Zhan then turned to the communications soldier.
"Order the Strategic Support Force to establish a temporary operations command center on the spot!"
Lin Mo was dumbfounded. The door wasn't even open yet, what was going on?
"General Long, this..."
"The word 'give up' doesn't exist in a soldier's dictionary." Long Zhan patted Lin Mo's shoulder, the force quite strong.
"The battle has already begun."
"We can't just stand by and watch."
"Even if it can only have a slight effect, we will never give up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers of the Strategic Support Force sprang into action.
Several folding tables were quickly unfolded, making a "click" sound.
Military-grade laptops were placed on the table, with various cables quickly connecting them, and the cooling fans began to hum.
These devices, originally intended for redeployment on Terra, are now in service ahead of schedule.
A technician rushed over carrying a quadcopter drone, which was only the size of a palm.
"Deploy immediately!"
"yes!"
The soldier carefully brought the drone close to the portal, gently pushed it through, and the drone flew away into the distance.
The operator aligns the handle antenna with the direction of the transmission gate.
"Signal connected!"
"Image transmission is normal!"
At the makeshift command table, a large screen that had been hastily erected flickered briefly before becoming clear again.
On the screen is the night sky of another world.
Under the military infrared camera, everything in the valley appeared as a clear, black-and-white outline.
"Fly higher, towards the direction where they're gathering," Long Zhan commanded, pointing to the direction where the elves were gathering on the screen.
"yes!"
The scene on the screen began to move; the drone silently climbed up, flew over the elves' makeshift camp, and headed towards the entrance of the valley.
Soon, a dark, undulating tide appeared in the distance of the scene.
"enlarge!"
The operator pushes the joystick.
As the camera zooms in, the true face of the tide is finally revealed.
In the conference room, everyone instinctively held their breath.
It was an ugliness and grotesqueness that defies description.
Some of the monsters resembled skinned, vicious dogs, with bulging muscles all over their bodies and drool dripping from their mouths.
Some are sewed together tentacles and insects, waving sickle-like limbs;
Countless short, hunched demons, wielding rusty weapons, huddled together, emitting silent roars.
They even saw elves rotting like zombies.
Behind these infantrymen, several mountain-sized beasts strode heavily, each step causing the trees on the ground to tremble.
The sky was occupied by flying units such as bat-winged demons and gargoyles.
This is the Demon race.
The terrifying demon race that utterly annihilated all intelligent races on the continent of Terra, leaving them routed, unable to raise their heads, and causing them to lose vast tracts of land!
"Hiss..." Academician Liu Chengen gasped, his face turning pale.
Qian Zhenhua gripped the table, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.
The video Lin Mo brought back earlier was just of dead demon corpses. The visual impact of seeing them form a massive army was completely different.
"Continue deploying drones." Long Zhan's cold voice rang out again as he looked at the screen.
"Release all the self-destructing drones that can pass through the portal."
"yes!"
Just as he said, no matter how powerful the demons are, the word "give up" does not exist in his dictionary!
……
Terra.
High in the valley, Elder Muyu was preparing to give the order to retreat.
He was prepared to sacrifice some of his guards to buy time for Fendona and Lin Mo.
Just then, he noticed several strange little things flying out from the teleportation array.
They had no wings, yet they could hover in the air, emitting a soft buzzing sound, before flying straight toward the demon army.
"Elder, be careful!" An elven guard warily raised his bow.
"Don't move!" Elder Muyu immediately shouted.
"That belongs to Lord Lin Mo's world. Tell the soldiers not to attack."
Although he didn't understand the purpose of these little things, his intuition told him that since the Great Xia had released them, they must be useful.
Just then, a scout riding a griffin landed before him with exciting good news.