MTL - Deep Sea Survival: Start a Submarine (Deep Ocean Survival: A Submarine From The Start)-Chapter 215 Occupation crisis

"Bio riot?!"

The reminder from the middle-aged security officer before he left made Meng Lei feel suspicious, which immediately aroused his vigilance.

Due to the outbreak of the space tide, the number of alien sea monsters in the ocean has increased exponentially, and Meng Lei knows this.

But usually, such changes will not cause too much threat to the site.

Because human cities such as outposts and gathering places are equipped with extremely powerful near-defense and long-range expulsion armed forces.

Not only are short-range firepower such as electromagnetic guns, machine guns, and lasers placed in the gaps between the buildings, but also various torpedoes and rail guns are also lurking nearby.

Even if abyss-level creatures such as banshees and morroks visit, they can be wiped out or expelled before they cause damage.

As a result, problems with city defense are rare, and even fewer special warnings are issued.

But at the moment, the middle-aged security officer actually solemnly reminded Meng Lei, which was obviously a very abnormal signal.

It proves that the severity of the problem has gradually been on the verge of getting out of control.

The city's defense system is under heavy pressure, and it is difficult to pose a threat to the creatures in the nearby sea area. The city is facing the crisis of falling.

This has not happened before,

According to Meng Lei's understanding, whenever the space tide erupts, there will be some outposts or gathering places in the major waterways, which will fall under the siege of the strange tide.

Even the large-scale abandonment of entire sections of some waterways is for this reason.

So after hearing the news, Meng Lei involuntarily became nervous, with a sense of uneasiness growing in his heart.

"Yeah, a rare biological riot!"

The middle-aged security officer sighed heavily, with a dignified tone, took a deep breath and said:

"Crawlers, painted-skin infected bodies, swamp raptors, spiny monsters, and a large number of unknown mutants... The number of all kinds of messy creatures has surged, and it has seriously exceeded the safety line!

In the past few days, the Security Office and the city defense department have been monitoring and expulsing them 24 hours a day, barely blocking the strange tide from a safe distance.

But the number of sea monsters is still increasing, and it seems that there is no end.

If things go on like this, the city defense line will be defeated sooner or later, and the future is worrying! "

The middle-aged security officer made an extremely worrying reminder with a rough and secure voice.

Hearing this, not only Meng Lei frowned deeply, but Zhu Fei, Ser Qi and others beside him also showed serious expressions.

"Then how does the government respond to the current situation? You can't be passively beaten here and wait to die, right? You can ask the Alliance Fleet for support!"

Aware of the seriousness of the matter, Zhang Chao spoke first, raising his own questions on behalf of everyone.

Except for him, everyone present had the same doubts and hoped that the other party could give a perfect answer.

However, the middle-aged security officer still shook his head when he heard the words, and sighed:

"Impossible, the life and death of Modo City can only depend on itself, and the alliance can't provide any help at all!"

After a pause, facing everyone's puzzled eyes, he continued to add:

"Leaving aside the military stronghold controlled by the alliance, it is too far away from here. Even in normal times, it will take about a week for the D-class and E-class fleets to arrive.

What's more, now that the space tide is breaking out, the channel is blocked, the journey is more difficult and dangerous, and more time will be wasted, and there is no time for support.

In addition, the battle between the alliance and the separatist organization broke out in an all-round way, and the frontline battle was severe, and there was no extra energy and troops to devote to support.

Therefore, whether it is life or death, in the end it can only depend on the destiny..."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't expect such a result, and they all became nervous.

The alliance is currently the only and mainstream armed regime in alien society, and it is the reliance and guarantee for every citizen to survive.

When the Alliance loses the military protection it should have provided, it is undoubtedly a desperate and suffocating thing for these human cities scattered in the endless darkness.

When the alliance is no longer reliable, the light of sparks created by humans in the deep sea will eventually be swallowed by darkness.

"Is there no... other hope?"

In the crowd, murmurs came from, and it was unknown who made them, but it seemed to be the common heartfelt voice of everyone.

Along the way, everyone's experience can be described as dangerous.

After finally arriving at a human sanctuary where there is no need to worry about it, he first encountered strange spiritual pollution, and in the end, he still couldn't get rid of the footsteps of the **** of death.

This series of changes made everyone feel deeply depressed, and a suffocating despair lingered in their hearts.

"How things will develop in the future, no one can make a conclusion at present, I just greeted you in advance, so that you can be mentally prepared.

It would be best to hoard some war preparations and prepare for the escape.

When the close-in defense system is about to collapse and the city is facing a crisis of occupation, the government will broadcast in advance to arrange for everyone to evacuate in an orderly manner..."

The middle-aged security officer gave Meng Lei a meaningful look, then showed a relieved smile, patted Meng Lei on the shoulder and said:

"This is just the result of my judgment based on the current situation. Maybe the follow-up development will not be so bad. Don't put too much pressure on it. Life and death are fate. If the end comes, no one can escape."

The middle-aged security officer has a good attitude, and even at this time, he can still face it calmly.

"Okay, I see, thank you for reminding me!"

Meng Lei clasped his fists and saluted earnestly, expressing his gratitude for the kindness of the other party.

This information is very important. If the disaster is irreversible, if you are prepared, you may be able to save a life at a critical moment.

And when the citywide broadcast starts, it will be too late to prepare.

Under the dignified eyes of Meng Lei and his group, two security officers carried Kevin the clown, who was heavily tied up, and quickly left the Rongshui apartment, disappearing into the dim light of the street.

After the two left, the atmosphere in the apartment had some subtle changes, and there was a heavy breath permeating the air.

"commander…"

Among the crowd, a combatant said with a look of bewilderment and frustration:

"We fight so hard, desperately want to live, live a quiet life, does all this really make sense? I feel the deep malice in this world, it seems that it is targeting us human beings all the time. Persevere?"

The confused words were at a loss, as if he had lost his purpose in life and hope in this world.

These accidents happened one after another, constantly impacting the beliefs of these blue star people.

The destructive blows and disasters at every turn make people feel deeply desperate.

Meng Lei stepped forward slowly and patted the other person's shoulder lightly.

Although he also had the same feeling in his heart, he felt that the invisible pressure was like the collapse of a mountain, so heavy that it was almost suffocating.

But as the commander-in-chief of the fleet and the leader of everyone, he must not be discouraged at such a time, and even more tenacious, and become a model for everyone.

"Although the road ahead is dark, we still have to persevere. If we don't work hard, then hope will never have anything to do with us. Persistence may not necessarily lead to results, but if we give up, there will definitely be no results!

The efforts we are making now are not for others, but for ourselves! "

Meng Lei looked around, his determined eyes fell on everyone's faces.

He is neither happy nor sad, and his words are sonorous and powerful. He is no longer the young man who was full of national essence when he first crossed, and he has some rudiments of a leader.

"I know the depression and despair in your hearts,

But the more so, we have to work hard to survive!

Don't you want to stay in this dark and lightless deep sea for the rest of your life? Don't you want to find your way home?

Blue Star is our home. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, we must grit our teeth and go on. This is the common destiny of all of us! "

After the voice fell, there was no sound in the dead corridor of the apartment, and everyone was silent.

Meng Lei knew that their psychological transformation would take time to ferment and could not be accomplished overnight, so he didn't say any more.

Taking out the tablet to check the time, it was too late, so he waved his hand and dispersed the crowd:

"Okay, it's getting late, everyone, don't think so much, go and rest first."

After a pause, he added:

"In the past two days, everyone has continued to investigate, and if we can't find any clues in the end, we will set off immediately after the ship is repaired, and try to leave Modo City before the disaster breaks out!

Well, let's go! "

"yes!"

After hearing the words, everyone promised to stop staying any longer and returned to their respective apartments.

After everyone left, Serge approached Meng Lei cautiously, and tentatively asked:

"Benefactor, what is the purpose of you coming to Modo City, what kind of things do you want to investigate, can I help you?"

Meng Lei glanced at him, always felt that there was something in this guy's words, so he frowned slightly and said:

"What do you want to say?"

Serge rubbed his hands, looked a little nervous, hesitated again and again, and finally said:

"Well... from what you said, it seems that there is a way to leave Modo City at any time. When you leave, can you take me with you?"

Meng Lei looked at him suspiciously and said:

"I came here to let you be a guide and help us go to the Barona colony. How could I leave you behind?!"

Hearing this, Ser Qi's eyes lit up, and he immediately said excitedly: "Thank you benefactor, thank you benefactor!"

After a short pause, he sighed again, and said with frustration on his face:

"Hey, don't blame me for worrying too much. Really, the future of Modo City is uncertain now. If it really falls, don't I just want to find a way out for myself! If you want, I will follow you in the future Already!"

Ever since he discovered Meng Lei's superb gambling skills, Serge has regarded him as an idol, hoping to get advice and go further in gambling.

Now that Modo City is facing an unprecedented crisis, in his opinion, it would be great if he could hug Meng Lei's thigh tightly.

"You want to follow me?"

Meng Lei gave Ser Qi a weird look, but he didn't expect the other party to make such a plea at this moment.

To be honest, given Serge's character as a gambler, Meng Lei didn't intend to let him aboard.

The transaction between the two is simply limited to leading the way.

After the team left Barona Colony and passed through Modo City, Meng Lei would terminate the deal and kick this guy off the ship.

But now it seems that if Modo City really falls by then, it will not be easy to throw this guy away.

After pondering for a while, Meng Lei did not give a clear answer, but said ambiguously:

"My fleet is not for anyone who wants to join. It needs to go through strict screening and assessment. If you don't meet the standards, you can only become a non-staff member at most. If you insist on joining, then let's talk about it when the time comes."

Hearing this sentence in Serge's ears, it seemed to be equivalent to an affirmative answer, and he was overjoyed immediately.

"Thank you, Captain! Thank you, Captain!"

Sai Qi thanked him again and again, as if he had found a way out and climbed onto Meng Lei's thigh.

"Okay, let's go to bed. There is business tomorrow. You know the situation in Modo City better. I will leave the procurement of war supplies to you. I hope you will not let me down."

Although there are still a lot of reserves in the warehouse of the Yuanhang Fleet, in order to cope with the strange tide that may be faced, Meng Lei feels that it is safer to replenish it, lest it will not be enough when it is available. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

After receiving the task assigned by Meng Lei for the first time, Serge immediately became excited. He felt that this was a manifestation of Meng Lei's recognition of himself. He immediately nodded heavily, thanked him, and turned around to go to apartment 401 to rest.

On the other hand, Meng Lei returned to apartment 402, lay on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and opened the handheld tablet.

It's been so long, I think there should be some movement on Roger's side.

The light flashed, and the lock screen interface of the tablet was opened, and indeed, an unread message appeared on the window page.

Meng Lei tapped the screen with his fingers and opened the message, and the sender was Luo Jie.

This time, the content of Roger's message was not too long, and I don't know what caused the delay for so long.

Meng Lei didn't think too much, and read every word seriously.

"The experience of the Clown Virgin cannot be reproduced, it is full of too much randomness, it is a combination of various low-probability events, and we are still unable to know exactly how she obtained the supernatural power of 'spiritual energy'.

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But what is certain is that not every member of the Clown Church has such abilities, and they do not have the opportunity to experience the baptism of the hyperspace field.

The eruption of space tides is irregular, and the interval between each eruption is also very long. It is impossible for the Clown Church to grasp this regularity.

Unless their lair is somewhere in the deep sea area, near the core area where the hyperspace domain condenses.

In this regard, we do not have any clues and evidence now, everything can only rely on speculation.

In addition, the use of psionic energy does have certain restrictions, at least for other clowns other than the clown Madonna, this restriction is quite strict, we have already reached a rough conclusion..."